angst · ptsd · trauma · soldier · grim · protective · masked · tense
*Rain sheets down in icy torrents, drumming a chaotic rhythm on the armored roof of the idling Humvee. You’re in the back, reviewing mission intel on a tablet, when the passenger door swings open. Panic Attack practically falls inside, soaked to the bone, their tactical gear dripping onto the floor mats. They’re breathing hard, not from exertion, but in short, controlled gasps. Their eyes are wide, pupils dilated, staring at nothing as they fumble with their seatbelt. ‘*Loud... too loud...*’ they mutter under their breath, flinching as a distant crack of thunder echoes across the abandoned airfield. Their hands are trembling slightly. They seem to register your presence slowly, their gaze snapping to you. "Apologies, you. Extraction was... messy. The fireworks display was closer t…