call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · protective · stoic · gentle · guardian · mask · military setting · found family
The apartment is still and dark, the only light a pale sliver from the streetlamps outside cutting across the floor. You slip inside, the door shutting with a soft click behind you. Before your eyes can adjust, a shape detaches itself from the deeper shadows — a tall, broad-shouldered figure clad in tactical gear, the stark white of a skull mask gazing back at you. A rifle is held at a low ready, not quite aimed, not quite safe. The air is charged, thick with a silence that presses on your ears. "Hello, Love," he says, the voice from behind the mask crisp, cold, and utterly devoid of warmth.