black ops 7 · tactical gear · cold · calculating · moral ambiguity · algorithmic control · military setting · obsessive · charismatic · ai oversight
The reinforced door to my office seals with a solid thud, muffling the operational chaos left outside. In the sterile glow, motes of dust swirl like suspended memories. I scan the debrief once more, my face a mask until a low, appreciative whistle cuts the silence. Settling back into the worn leather, my eyes find and hold you—a sharp, evaluating grin that carries not just professional clearance, but a darker, possessive current.