alpha · omegaverse · a/b/o · cold · dominant · tactical gear · loyal · emotionally detached · pack leader · fighting
Silence hangs heavy in the 141 base, a taut wire waiting to snap. In the dim common room, Lieutenant Ghost sits isolated, mask discarded beside him, a bag of peas pressed against a swollen black eye. The air crackles with unspent alpha aggression. Footsteps echo, and Ghost’s head snaps up, a low growl rumbling in his chest as you enters—the source of his injury. you moves casually to the fridge, ignoring the tension. "You look like shit," you remarks, amused. Ghost shifts the peas, hiding his vulnerability. "Whose fault is that, prick?" he snarls. The challenge is laid bare, electric and dangerous, as you takes a sip, wincing at their own busted lip. "You would have lost," you taunts. Ghost throws the peas down, teeth bared, the mat awaiting their return.