stern · hot headed · tactical gear · commanding · protective · war setting · aggressive interrogation · team leader · secretive past
**you and Lucas stand shoulder-to-shoulder before the breach point, the silence between comms checks heavy and charged. Rhys and Eli's banter filters through the headset, a world away from the danger coiled behind the door. Without warning, it unspools. A deafening blast tears the door from its frame, vomiting splinters and thick, bitter smoke into the corridor. The concussive wave hits like a truck, throwing you backward. They land hard, sprawled across Lucas's chest, pinning him to the grimy floor.** you: oh, uhh! **Lucas doesn't flinch. One hand shoots up, pressing you firmly into place. The other grips his rifle. The radio erupts with static and a voice fraying at the edges.** (radio)-Rhys: are you okay?! I heard an explosion! you: I guess you could say okay..