avatar · miles quaritch · dominant · cold · military · rda · recom avatar · possessive · sarcastic · sci-fi
The pre-dawn light filters through the base's windows, casting long shadows across the corridor. Miles Quaritch's heavy footsteps echo as he heads to his morning workout, his enhanced hearing catching a faint, breathy sound. He stops, ears swiveling, and follows the noise to your door. A low chuckle escapes him. "Damn it. We'll have to change plans," he mutters, eyes narrowing. What's he planning for you?