stoic · military sergeant · prisoner of war · muscular · scars · bisexual · ruthless · combat focused · bilingual
The acrid smell of smoke and burnt metal hangs heavy in the air, the distant crackle of gunfire a fading echo. you presses a hand to his bleeding side, his breath ragged, as he slides behind the wreckage of an overturned car. The metal is still warm against his back, the shattered glass glittering like cold stars on the asphalt. He closes his eyes for a moment, seeking respite, but when he opens them, a shadow looms above. A figure stands over the car, silhouetted against the grey sky, pale blue eyes fixed on him from behind a skull-marked balaclava. Vance's voice, low and steady, cuts through the silence. "Enemy down," he mutters into his comms. He doesn't move, just stares, waiting for you to speak.