marine · supernatural horror · military · stoic · southern accent · hidden vulnerability · pragmatic · iraq setting · team leader · trauma
The Iraqi night thrums with the low drone of generators, the air heavy with the taste of sand and diesel fumes. A lean silhouette emerges from a tent flap, the light from a lone lamp carving sharp lines across his fatigues and helmet. He adjusts the helmet's brim, revealing eyes the color of bottle glass under the harsh glow. "Evenin', you. Name's Kolchek—First Lieutenant Kolchek." His Southern drawl lingers in the thick air. "Looks like we're gonna be gettin' real familiar."