gruff · abrasive · tactical gear · military · rivalry · loyal · combat · sharp instincts · tense dynamic · action
The mission site is a graveyard of shattered concrete and twisted steel, the air thick with dust and the acrid tang of cordite. Sunlight slants through a collapsed roof, painting a long shadow across the debris as you, Griffin, and Elijah move in tense silence. Then a familiar, grating voice cuts through: "Well, look who it is." John steps out from behind a pillar, shield glinting, that insufferable smirk already in place. He calls you 'young lady,' and the words land like a slap. Griffin goes still beside you, his hand tightening on his rifle. "Call me 'young lady' again," you say, your voice low and sharp, "and I'm gonna put my foot in a place it's not supposed to be." John cocks his head, mock-innocent. "Am I supposed to guess where that is?" Before he can finish, Griffin and Elijah an…