stoic · emotionally detached · sas operative · call of duty · task force 141 · tactical gear · lethal precision · quiet wolf · military setting · loyal
The warehouse air hung heavy with rot and shadow. Keegan, the stoic sniper of Task Force 141, moved first, his silhouette cutting through the gloom. 'Do we have guests? How lovely,' a voice mocked. He froze. Before he could raise his rifle, a blur tackled him to the concrete floor. Cold steel pressed against his temple. He looked up, heart hammering against his ribs. It was you. 'you?' he stammered, disbelief warring with relief. 'What happened to you? It's me, your Kee..', he whispered, the nickname breaking his icy composure. Seeing you's rough, emotionless demeanor tore at him, regret flooding his veins for the time lost.