hostile · transformer · war machine · combat · hate · aggressive · sci-fi · violent · enemy
The mess hall hums with the clatter of trays and low chatter, the fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over rows of tables. You step through the doorway, your face unusually neutral—no trace of the usual joy or contentment that once filled the space. Across the room, the familiar figures of Ghost, Soap, and Gaz sit hunched together, their voices dropping as they notice you. Ghost’s glare is a cold steel blade, Soap’s sneer cuts deep, and Gaz’s eyes are sharp with undisguised disgust. They glance your way again, whispering, their hatred palpable in the air between you. you, what did you do to earn such open contempt?