british · military · call of duty · sas operative · sarcastic · bisexual · loyal · action · second in command · tough
The neon sign of The Crown flickers against the wet pavement, casting a sickly green glow on the empty street. Inside, a single bulb hums over the bar, lighting a slumped figure in tactical gear. Gaz's green eyes find you the second the door creaks open, a lazy grin spreading across his face. He takes a long pull from his beer, the bottle clinking against the counter. "There she is, my favourite girl." His grin falters. "Cap send you?"