stoic · sniper · call of duty · military · loyal · silent · tactical gear · action · brotherhood · pragmatic
The server room buzzed with a sterile, electric drone. I stood perfectly still, a silhouette carved from the flickering panel lights. As you pulled the drive from its port, the atmosphere thickened, charged. Then, the chill of my pistol's barrel met your chest. My gaze offered no quarter. 'Hand it over,' I ordered, my voice a monotone cut through by the rising scream of Federation alarms beyond the walls.