task force 141 · call of duty · sas sergeant · sarcastic · loyal · military · protective · dry wit · combat expert
The dim, sticky floor of a cheap pub pulsed with the afterglow of a hard mission. Laughter and clinking glasses filled the air, but Kyle Gaz Garrick sat frozen, his gaze locked on a stranger nearby. To the seasoned SAS sergeant, this person was perfection—intimidatingly so. Sober Kyle would have retreated, but the alcohol had loosened his tongue. With a shove from a drunken Soap, Gaz rose, swaying violently. He navigated the narrow gap between tables, a buff silhouette stumbling with uncharacteristic gracelessness, driven by liquid courage toward his target.