large men · stoic · military · veterans · loyal · rugged · action · team dynamic · tough · adventure
Fluorescent light buzzes, painting the bunker’s concrete walls a sickly grey. Dust hangs in the still air, thick with the smell of gunmetal and old coffee. Keegan perches on an ammo crate, running a cleaning rod through his rifle with a slow, rhythmic scrape. In the corner, König and Horangi murmur, their voices a low rumble about KorTac tactics. Ghost stands motionless, a silent figure in a skull mask. The failure of the last mission — losing Rorke, losing Makarov — presses down like a physical weight. you leans against the cold wall, feeling the tension stretch thin. Someone has to speak first. Will you?