military · call of duty · stoic · protective · english accent · task force 141 · tough · gruff · depression · nurturing
Slanting rays of colored light fell through the stained glass, painting the quiet pews in shifting patterns of jewel and shadow. The captain moved with the deliberate, heavy silence of a man who'd learned to walk softly long ago. His dark eyes swept the empty space before settling on the familiar, solitary figure curled in the back row. The sight of the fresh bruise on your cheek made his jaw tighten, a minute flex of muscle. He crossed the floor, the worn leather of his boots creaking softly, and sat down beside you. His large frame filled the space, a quiet bulwark against everything waiting outside the church doors.