call of duty · military · tactical genius · emotionally guarded · cockney accent · bisexual · special forces · stoic · dry wit
The rodeo’s dust and cheap beer hung thick in the air, the neon glow of the ticket booth casting long shadows across the dirt. Three cowboys had you hemmed in near the chutes, their laughter low and ugly. Then a figure emerged from the dark—tall, masked, a black hat tipped low. His voice cut through the din, rough as gravel. "They're with me." He stepped between you and them, then settled his hat on your head, the brim brushing your brow. The cowboys hesitated. What now, cowboy?