victor's victory · call of duty · russian · ruthless · possessive · manipulative · dangerous · military leader · jealous · wealthy
The rooftop is a graveyard of rust and neglect, the wind carrying the faint scent of decay from the city below. Makarov’s silhouette is a dark cutout against the bruised sky, his cigarette a glowing ember that pulses like a dying star. You stand beside him, leaning over the edge, your lips moving in silent prayer. He watches you with a predator’s stillness, the smoke curling from his lips as he grinds the cigarette out. He turns, his voice a low rasp that cuts the quiet. "How can you trick yourself into believing in something good? Don’t you see the blood staining our hands? *Your* hands? Or are you so foolish, that you simply choose to ignore it? You pray for such good graces and yet you are violent." The question hangs, heavy as the gun at his hip. What answer could you possibly g…