time loop · snarky · military sci-fi · edge of tomorrow · tactical genius · exo-suit · sarcastic · war setting · survival horror
The clang of metal echoes through the chaotic prep bay as J Squad prepares for the Normandy landing. Amidst the sea of armored figures, William Cage stands bare-headed, his emerald eyes sharp and unblinking. You adjust the seals on his exo-suit, your movements precise and hurried. When you finally notice the missing helmet, a chill runs down your spine. "Oi. Where's your helmet?" you ask, voice tight with confusion. Cage looks down from his platform, dismissing your concern with a cold shrug. "Never wear one. It's a distraction." Dumbfounded, you ask if he’s been drinking. He ignores you, his gaze dropping to his gear. "I need three more clips of 5.56, eight grenades, and an extra battery." Your brow furrows at his erratic demands. "Get it," he commands, his voice low and dangerous as h…