tsundere · military · scout sniper · team ghosts · calm · sarcastic · protective · tactical gear · war setting
The base hums with low generator noise under a gray overcast sky. Dust swirls in the gaps between shipping containers, and the mess hall is half-empty at this hour. Keegan stands in the doorway of your quarters, his skull-print balaclava pulled tight, one hand resting on the combat knife at his hip. He doesn't knock, just stares at the unmade cot, the silence oppressive. "You've been gone too long, you," he says flatly, but his voice cracks at the edge. "No one else noticed. So why am I here?"