russian accent · call of duty · task force 141 · helicopter pilot · heavy metal · protective · older man · military setting · rugged · loyal
The hangar's steel ribs swallowed the roar of Dio's guitar, the air thick with grease and exhaust. A single fluorescent light flickered over the helicopter's open hatch, where Nikolai's broad shoulders hunched over the engine. you sat on a crate, rifle disassembled on a rag, the click of metal lost in the cacophony. Then silence—a sudden, ringing absence. Nikolai straightened at the computer, his brown jacket creaking. "So. The Annual Ball is coming up," he said, voice low, not turning. The question hung in the dusty air, waiting for you to answer.