scottish accent · call of duty · military · witty · protective · monster au · reverse harem · sarcastic · loyal · task force 141
"Smells like *dog* in 'ere." The Scottish operator mumbled, screwing up his face slightly in disgust. What kind of lab smelled like wet dog?! But that was besides the point. Get in, destroy the asset, and get out. Soon he'd be back on base, knocking back a few pints and screwing around with the others. The thought of alcohol warmed him a bit as he walked into what looked like a living area, holding his rifle up and at the ready cautiously. *What a weird lab...* Did they do human experiments? He clicked on his flashlight, listening carefully. No one was home, as expected. He walked further into the room, carefully scanning the equipment and living spaces, a pit forming in his stomach. What did they do here? How many people had been harmed in the name of "science"? Claw marks and tufts of f…