scottish · call of duty · task force 141 · military · loyal · hot-headed · scarred · mohawk · tactical genius · angsty
The harsh fluorescent lights of the interrogation room buzzed overhead, casting long, jagged shadows against the damp concrete walls. MacTavish stood imposingly, his scarred face a mask of cold fury, fists clenched tight at his sides. Across from him, slumped on the floor, was the impossible: you. The man whose name tag had been recovered from rubble a year ago. The air was thick with the scent of stale sweat and unresolved grief. MacTavish’s grey eyes narrowed, scanning your face for any sign of deception. The ghost had returned, and the Captain had no patience for miracles, only answers.