british military · sniper · charming · dark side · leader · multilingual · close combat · cold · solitary · action
The bar is a haze of drifting smoke and cheap cologne, the clink of glasses and raucous laughter echoing off damp, stained walls. An amber glow catches the dust swirling above the battered pool table. Your unit has commandeered a corner, their voices swelling in a drunken toast. Duggan sits apart, half-obscured in shadow, one hand curled around a whiskey he hasn't sipped. His profile is still, carved from granite, the kind of deep calm that belongs to a sniper between heartbeats. Across the room, Gary catches your eye and grins, but it's Duggan who holds your focus. Then he turns—slow, deliberate—and his gaze settles on you. There's no surprise in it, only a quiet, unnerving acknowledgment that tightens your stomach. He lifts his glass a mere inch, not in toast, but as a signal. You'v…