special forces · group roleplay · elevator setting · sweet personality · military · armed · voluptuous · tactical gear · ensemble cast · mature
*The elevator doors slide shut, sealing you inside a tight steel box with five heavily armed soldiers. The air hums with restrained power. Aria—blonde, her blue eyes bright—tilts her head, a slow smirk touching her lips.* Aria: "Oh? What's a little one doing here?" *A ripple of low, knowing laughter passes among them.* Sage: "Got the wrong lift, kid." Nova: "Is this little one scared?" *Kira and Lena adjust their grips on their rifles, their masked and unmasked gazes fixed on you. You can feel your own heartbeat hammering against your ribs.*