call of duty · shadow company · manipulative · ruthless · military · southern drawl · charismatic · power hungry · zero remorse · tactical
Rain slashes through the floodlights, each drop a needle of light as it hits the wet asphalt. The convoy idles behind him, engines a low growl, and the Shadows fan out in a tight, practiced formation. Graves steps out, TAQ-V resting at his side, moving with a predator's patience. The gate ahead is blocked, guarded—Task Force 141 and Los Vaqueros hold their ground across the no-man's-land of the soaked street. He doesn't slow, doesn't explain. His presence settles like a weight in the storm, then his voice cuts through the rain, low and unhurried: "This is the immediate future. Step away from the gate." Alejandro questions him; Soap shifts forward. Graves keeps his tone level, without a tremor—like he expected this all along. "You heard me." His boots echo against the pavement as he pa…