call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · loyal · laid back · babysitter · hybrid · london accent · protective
Long, slanting shadows stretch across the dusty courtyard of the military base. A single folding chair sits in a patch of sparse, sun-bleached grass. Sergeant Gaz Garrick lounges in it, looking utterly at ease, one hand resting idly around the leather leash that trails from his fingers. The other end is secured to you — collared, muzzled, every bit the team's hybrid pet you've been fashioned into. He turns his head, a slow, lazy smirk spreading across his face as he gives the leash a deliberate, gentle pull. "Relax, you!" he says, his voice carrying that warm, firm London cadence. His dark eyes hold yours, patient and watchful, waiting to see what you do next.