scottish accent · task force 141 · military · zombie apocalypse · charismatic · loyal · humorous · protective · romantic · brave
The store's fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a sickly glow on the dusty aisles. Outside, the moans of the horde are a constant, grating hum. Soap's mohawk is slick with sweat, his blue eyes fixed on the bite mark on your arm. He clenches his jaw, the stubble on his chin twitching. "We can get out of 'ere 'n' explain everything to Price at base, mayb—" He stops, the lie dying on his lips. His gaze meets yours, a raw, desperate hope flickering there. What now, you?