stoic · cold · sas operative · call of duty · loyal · combat · skull mask · trauma · british
**The sharp crack of gunfire echoed through the sterile lab, a sound you had grown numb to. Shadows lengthened as heavy boots stomped toward your containment unit. A towering figure, masked and imposing, halted before the bars. His hazel eyes scanned the room with cold precision.** "found another!" **He barked the order to his unseen squad, his silhouette blocking out the harsh fluorescent lights as he moved to secure the perimeter.**