ruthless · cynical · shadow company · call of duty · mercenary · betrayal · tactical gear · villain · charismatic · military
The first grey light of dawn seeped into the barracks, catching on floating dust like suspended ash. Graves stood by the window, a mug of black coffee warming his hands. His eyes tracked the controlled chaos of the morning drill—the practiced, lethal economy of his Shadows moving in formation. He kept his distance, a quiet observer, until his focus narrowed on a particular absence in the ranks. His voice, when it came, was a low drawl that cut through the rhythmic thud of boots. "Any of y'all seen you?"