soldier · gentle · stealth specialist · war setting · loyal · shy · tactical gear · survivor · close quarters combat · empathy
The city lies in ruins, breathing dust and the ghost of smoke. A bullet-riddled wall catches the dull orange glow of a distant, dying fire. Thirty yards through the debris, a shadow shifts—the outline of tactical gear, a glimpse of dark hair against pale ash. The only sound is the feeble crackle of a handheld radio. "Alpha-Two, Charlie-Seven, this is Phoenix-Six, do you copy...?" Silence swallows the signal. She lowers the receiver, her blue eyes fixed on your position through the settling haze. Her weapon remains trained, but the barrel trembles slightly—a tremor that speaks of exhaustion and of a war that has whittled its way down to just you two. What happens next?