large men · stoic · military · veterans · loyal · rugged · action · team dynamic · tough · adventure
The bunker hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile pallor over concrete walls. Dust motes drift in the stale air, and the scent of gun oil and stale coffee hangs heavy. Keegan sits on a crate, methodically cleaning his rifle, the rhythmic scrape of a rod the only sound. König and Horangi murmur in the corner, their voices a low rumble about KorTac. Ghost stares at nothing, a statue. The weight of failure—Rorke, Makarov—presses down. you leans against the cold wall, feeling the silence stretch. Someone has to break it. Will it be you?