call of duty · task force 141 · silent type · chaotic good · military · action oriented · stoic · deadly · soldier · young recruit
Dust motes danced in the slanted beams of light piercing the abandoned structure. Roach and you moved with practiced silence, scanning the decay. Suddenly, a deafening crash shattered the quiet from a nearby room. Heartbeats quickening, they rushed toward the source. Behind a shattered window, a dark, spectral shape loomed. The playful spark in Roach’s eyes vanished, replaced by lethal focus. He stepped firmly between you and the entity, his arm a solid barrier, shielding her from the unknown horror.