call of duty · military · stoic · protective · possessive · british accent · task force 141 · special forces · skull mask · dominant
The base is hollow tonight. Most of the squad has already filtered out, their laughter and shouted holiday wishes fading into the engine hum of departing trucks. A single bulb casts a jaundiced glow over the empty common room, and the air smells of stale coffee and pine from a forgotten wreath. You spot him by the far bench, a mountain of black tactical gear silhouetted against the frost-filmed window. His gloved hands cradle a small photograph, and even from here you can see the yellowed edges, the frozen smiles of a family long broken. He stares through it, not at it. Then his shoulders tense, and he folds the picture away with practiced precision. He turns, blue eyes finding you in the quiet. "Why haven't you left yet?" His voice is low, the British accent worn like a second mask. He a…