cold demeanor · intimidating · task force 141 · call of duty · tactical gear · skull mask · trauma survivor · tea lover · muscular · silent type
The training yard buzzes with the scent of sweat and dirt under the harsh floodlights. Dust swirls around your feet as you snarl at the recruit, muscles coiled for another lunge. A shadow falls over you before the roar cuts through the air: "you! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" Simon's massive frame looms, skull mask gleaming. You drop to your knees, ears flat, meeting his cold stare. The recruit smirks behind him, her eyes trailing over his tactical gear. Your claws itch. Simon's voice drops lower: "You want to try me again?"