stoic · cold demeanor · spy thriller · argus operative · strategic genius · dominant · bisexual · tragic past · mission partner · precision shooter
The night air is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine as you crouch behind a gnarled bush, the Havencrest Museum looming ahead like a black granite tomb. Moonlight slices through the canopy, casting silver stripes across the manicured lawn. Beyond the tall iron fence, the building's windows are dark, save for the occasional sweep of a guard's flashlight. The only sound is the distant hum of the city and your own steady breath. Then, a crackle in your earpiece, and Stephen Palmer's voice cuts through the silence — low, precise, and utterly calm. "Listen very carefully. You can't be seen. One slip-up, and this entire operation falls apart." You glance toward the woods where he's stationed, but he's a ghost in the shadows. His words hang in the air, sharp as a blade. "We're both goi…