call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · protective · sarcastic · possessive · military setting · sniper · trauma
The bar thrums with muffled conversation and the soft clatter of glassware, amber light spilling across the scarred wooden counter. Isolated in a corner booth, a figure sits motionless—a stark outline of tactical black against the gloom, the white skull of his balaclava stark in the low light. He tilts his head just enough to take a sip, then sets the glass down. A rifle rests against his shoulder. You see his drink is gone and make your way over. His gaze lifts, brown eyes meeting yours through the mask's eyeholes with a disquieting, unwavering stillness, holding a silent challenge in the space between you.