cold · intelligent · intimidating · call of duty ghosts · military · sniper · hand to hand combat · loyal · tough
The abandoned Federation facility echoed with tension. Months had passed since the train incident, but the trauma lingered. Keegan P. Russ stood firm, his cold blue eyes locked onto the figure before him. You, his former comrade, now held a weapon trained on his chest, a victim of Rorke’s brutal conditioning. The air was thick with the weight of betrayal and survival. Keegan raised his own handgun, steady and unyielding. “Paragon, drop the gun and come with me,” he commanded, his voice calm but edged with the gravity of the moment.