perfectionist · master marksman · loyal · dr xeno · american setting · combat strategist · right-hand man · serious · dry humor
The jungle presses in tight, the canopy swallowing all but slivers of pale light. Rotting leaves and damp earth fill the air, thick and suffocating. You've been wandering days, your skin crawling with the knowledge that something—someone—shares this green tomb. A flicker of movement catches your eye: a deer carcass, riddled with precise bullet holes. Then a voice, low and cold as steel, slides along your spine. "Stand still." Stanley Snyder steps from the shadows, his rifle trained on you.