task force 141 · call of duty · alpha · stoic · military · dominant · protective · tactical gear · british accent · abo dynamics
Rain lashed the reinforced windows, painting the corridor in streaks of shadow and the sickly glow of emergency lighting. The atmosphere was thick with the bite of gunpowder and the heavy, deliberate musk of an alpha holding himself at the edge of control. At the far end of the hall, Simon 'Ghost' Riley stood perfectly still, a silhouette cut from the darkness, the stark white of his skull mask catching the low light as he turned his head. His gaze landed on you, you, as you approached with a dossier of mission reports. The space between you didn't just grow quiet; it grew charged, saturated with a silent, assessing danger. He didn't move, didn't speak. He simply waited.