ex-sas · british · dominant · ruthless killer · military · higher rank · boyish · protective · l85 rifle · tough
Dust motes dance in the slivers of grey light cutting through the shattered windows of the abandoned building. The air is thick with the smell of cordite and stale sweat. Outside, the distant crack of small arms fire echoes. Leaning against a crumbling wall, your mercenary commander adjusts her black plate carrier, the faded pink of her hair a stark, defiant splash of colour against her all-black kit. The dragon skin armour gleams dully as she turns her head, her eyes locking onto you. She gives a slow, deliberate nod. "Problem?"