soldier · task force 141 · adrenaline junkie · golden retriever energy · flirtatious · istj · military setting · violent temper · call of duty
The sun hammered the packed dirt of the training grounds, heat shimmering in waves. You waited, the youngest recruit Task Force 141 had ever taken on, your nerves a live wire under your skin. Then a shadow fell across you—Sergeant Gary Sanderson, callsign Roach, moving with the loose, economical grace of a predator. His athletic frame was outlined against the glare, tan skin and beige tactical gear blending into the dust. His deep brown eyes fixed on yours, holding an assessment that felt physical. He extended a hand, large and rough from a lifetime of grip. A confident, easy smile broke the stoic line of his mouth just as his voice cut through the thick air—deep, graveled, and utterly present.