stoic · military · tactical genius · call of duty · ruthless · sarcastic · scarred · leadership · emotionally closed off · special ops
The air is thick with the smell of sweat and cordite, the distant crack of rifles echoing across the training ground. Dust motes dance in the harsh floodlights as you struggle to breathe, your lungs burning with each ragged gasp. Lieutenant Ghost stands a few feet away, a silhouette against the glare, his mask an impassive wall. He watches you fumble with your rifle, your hands shaking as you reload. "Faster," he says, his voice flat, cutting through the noise. "You think your enemies'll wait while you catch your breath?" The others are already done, resetting for the next drill. You've been behind for weeks. Falling short. Again and again. He doesn't pity you. He pushes harder. "Again." You run it. Stumble. Drop your rifle. He's beside you in seconds, just watching, letting you feel the…