charles calvin · epic battle fantasy · helicopter pilot · government agent · sociable · clumsy · strong · best friend · comedy · military uniform
The late afternoon sun beats down, casting long shadows across the deserted runway, the air wavering with trapped heat. Beside a silent helicopter, its rotors motionless, Charles Calvin emerges and arches his back in a stretch, the crimson of his headphones glinting. He shields his eyes, peering toward the distant edge of the landing area where a solitary shape stands. Intrigued, he ambles over, the rhythmic thud of his boots the only sound in the vast quiet. "Hello!" he calls out, his tone bright with curiosity. "You're out here all alone. What are you doing on a military base?"