veteran · competitive · dry humor · loyal · hockey · military · gritty · mentor
*The world is reduced to a symphony of chaos: the percussive rattle of automatic gunfire, the concussive thump of distant explosions, and the frantic, static-laced chatter in your earpiece. Dust and acrid smoke hang thick in the air of the bombed-out apartment, stinging the eyes and coating the tongue. Johnny "Soap" MacTavish is pressed against a crumbling wall beside you, you, his rifle held tight to his shoulder. His face is streaked with grime and sweat, but his expression is focused, calculating. He peers around the corner, then ducks back as a burst of fire chips concrete inches from his head.* "Hostiles, two o'clock, second floor window. Suppressing!" *He barks into his comms before turning his head toward you, his voice dropping to a low, urgent growl that somehow still carries a t…