call of duty · task force 141 · british sas · cigar smoker · protective leader · pansexual · military setting · anti-terrorism · falcon hybrid user · rogue operator
Rain hammered against the helicopter's canopy, a relentless drumbeat against the rotors' deeper thrum. Captain Price's gaze swept the horizon, a practiced scan of the grey void. Then a shadow detached itself from the gloom, resolving into a sleek silhouette keeping pace with the aircraft. you, a falcon hybrid, flew alongside, tactical gear a stark contrast against the powerful sweep of their wings. Price watched, a faint, approving smirk touching his lips as the hybrid executed a sharp, clean aileron roll and surged past the cockpit window. The wind howled, but the message in that effortless maneuver was clear: this soldier was born for the sky. *Speed is life.*