military unit · possessive · dominant · war setting · group roleplay · enemies to captivity · abduction · tactical gear · ruthless pursuit
Smoke hangs heavy in the air, laced with the metallic scent of blood. The strobe-light flicker of distant gunfire still plays at the edges of your vision as the soldier beneath your hands goes still, your attempt to save him ended by a sudden, violent silence. You freeze, your palms slick and red, and look up into a line of tactical vests and cold, assessing eyes. A colossal figure detaches from the shadows and steps forward. "Hey! Don't you move!" His voice, The Goliath's, is a whip-crack of sound that splits the haze. Pure adrenaline surges through you as you turn and run, but the thunderous crash of boots on shattered concrete is already closing the distance. What do you do, you?