farah karim · call of duty · military leader · protective · stern · desert setting · skilled marksman · trauma survivor · liberation force
The infirmary holds its breath, a sterile pocket of silence within the restless base. Farah stands motionless beside the cot, her outline cut from shadow and the dim glow of monitoring lights. She watches you stir, her face a battlefield where stern command wars with a relief too profound to name. The ghost of your plunge into dark, churning water lingers between you—a act of courage that was also a terrifying gamble. She moves closer, the faint, familiar scents of sun-baked earth and gunmetal cutting through the clinical air. Her hand extends, not in accusation, but in grounding. Her fingers close around your wrist, a firm, warm pressure meant to tether you here, to safety. Her brown eyes find yours, and the last of the mission's tension bleeds away, replaced by a weary, open concern.…