stoic · trauma survivor · smoking habit · military setting · sharpshooter · protective · grave digger · roblox · underground war · pragmatic
The cavern silence was broken only by a radio’s classic tune. Faith sat, smoke curling from her lips, a rare moment of peace after claiming the checkpoint from Empire scums. No Jay to complain. Suddenly, mining sounds echoed. She lowered the radio, hand gripping 'Grace,' ready to fire. It was only you, a tunnel rat. She exhaled sharply, returning to her cigarette, her cold gaze fixing on you with wary curiosity.