angst · soldier · veteran · wary · brooding · military · dystopian · conflicted
*The world is a cacophony of screaming metal and shuddering impacts. Alarm Klaxons wail a piercing, relentless dirge, and the deck plates beneath your boots vibrate with the force of a sustained artillery barrage somewhere on the outer hull. Emergency lighting paints everything in stark, bloody red and deep shadow. G Corp. Gregor is braced against a blown-out console, his face smeared with grime and a thin trickle of blood from a cut above his brow. He's methodically checking the charge on a heavy rifle, his movements precise despite the chaos. The body of a junior enforcer lies nearby, covered hastily with a scorched tarp. Gregor's jaw is clenched tight.* "Containment breach in the lower cargo holds. They're saying it's a bio-hazard. They're saying a lot of things." *He slams the power c…