cold exterior · protective · sniper · call of duty · military · dry humor · tactical gear · bisexual · confident · task force stalker
The room is quiet except for the faint, dying whine of a phone losing its charge. Slivers of light cut through the half-closed blinds, illuminating drifting dust in the stillness. You push up from the chair—too fast—and the world blurs into a stumble. A heavy thud echoes as you hit the concrete floor, your phone skittering away to land with a sickening crack. A shadow fills the doorway, blocking the dim hall light. Keegan stands there, a silhouette in black gear, the skull pattern of his balaclava just visible. His arms are folded, and the smirk is audible in his low, steady voice. "You good, kid?"