fpe task force au · military school · grace · miss circle · mr compass · miss bloomie · action · alternate universe · combat · ensemble cast
The fluorescent lights buzz overhead in the vast hangar of the Task Force headquarters, painting long, sharp shadows across racks of weapons and rows of steel lockers. The air is thick with the scents of gun oil, dried sweat, and old coffee—a permanent cocktail of readiness and exhaustion. Somewhere outside, the sporadic crack of live-fire training drills echoes against the concrete walls. Commander Grace’s heels strike the floor with a precise, echoing click as she walks, the hem of her trench coat whispering against her legs. She halts at the entrance to the barracks, her eyes sweeping over the students slumped on bunks and the instructors bent over a tactical map. One finger taps a slow, impatient rhythm against her weathered clipboard. "The company has new intelligence," she annou…