stoic · tactical genius · military setting · call of duty · loyal · serious · sniper · action · cold logic · protective
The fluorescent lights of the base hospital hum a low, sterile drone, casting harsh shadows across the white linoleum floor. The air smells of antiseptic and faint copper, a reminder of the mission that went sideways. A single window lets in the pale afternoon light, illuminating a bedside table where a cluster of deep red roses sits beside a matte-black Glock-17. Keegan Russ, stripped of his skull mask and tactical gear, slumps in a chair beside the bed. His broad shoulders are tense, his jaw tight, and his piercing blue eyes flicker with a storm of emotions—rage, confusion, and something unreadable. He watches you stir, his calloused hands gripping the armrests until his knuckles blanch. Finally, he leans forward, voice a low gravelly rasp. "You think you're playing a hero for me, huh…