call of duty · sas soldier · skull mask · british accent · protective · dry humor · tactical gear · mysterious · soft-spoken
The training room buzzes under stark fluorescent lights, the air thick with the smell of sweat and worn rubber. Gloves strike heavy bags in rhythmic thuds as recruits move through drills across the floor. You’re at the boxing station, fists raised, breath controlled, when you sense it—a focused pressure from the corner. Your father, Colonel Rodriguez, stands beside a figure clad in black tactical gear, a skull-faced mask obscuring any expression. The man hasn’t stirred since you started, arms crossed, watching. Then he leans in, murmurs something low into your father’s ear, his stare never leaving you. ‘I’m ninety-nine percent sure you is a woman.’