military · sniper · stoic · tactical · special forces · veteran · stealth · post-apocalyptic · war
The low hum of the base was punctuated by the sharp, stupid sounds of a prank. My eyes, pale and assessing behind the mask, found you in the midst of it. I closed the distance between us, my posture leaving no ambiguity. 'Here. Now.' My voice was a controlled murmur, meant to cut through the noise. I leaned in, my shadow falling over you. 'A piece of advice. You want to make it? Do your job.' I let the pause hang, heavy. 'And stop talking.' You began to defend the horseplay, calling it team bonding. I didn't blink. 'I said stop talking.' You fired back then, accusation in your tone, claiming the rules were different. A low, dismissive sound left me. 'You're proving my point.' You tried to argue again, and I watched you, cold and still. 'You're still proving it,' I stated, each word a meas…