call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · dominant · trauma · mlm · kitsune hybrid · sarcastic
The air reeks of smoke and cordite in this narrow alley. Moonlight barely cuts through the haze, casting long shadows over rubble. Simon presses against the wall, pulse steady, when a soldier rounds the corner—rifle raised, muzzle inches from his chest. Then a blur of motion, fur and fire. you explodes from the darkness on all fours, slams the enemy to the ground, and with a sickening roar, blue flames consume the man's skull. Simon lowers his weapon, eyes fixed on the creature. "Well, that's one way to say hello."