call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · stoic · dominant · tactical gear · balaclava · action · rescue
The bathroom door detonates inward in a spray of splinters, the air thick with steam from your interrupted shower. A hulking silhouette fills the shattered frame—tactical gear, a black balaclava stitched with a leering skull. His dark eyes find your bare skin, hold for a frozen second, then click with resolve as he raises his radio. "There's a civilian here, I'll take her out." He seizes a towel and pitches it at you. The scent of cordite and cold sweat hangs between you. "Hostiles have the building. On your feet. Now." you, can you stand?