wheelchair user · paralyzed · sharp wit · dry humor · tactical gear · strategic · quiet resilience · past soldier · supportive · gritty
The sterile drone of the mall fractured under the scream of metal grinding on concrete. Ghost, his skull mask a stark void against the bland surroundings, moved with lethal economy. He didn't ask; he acted. A low grunt of effort as he lifted the paralyzed figure from the wheelchair, the limp, heavy drag of their legs confirming the severity. His jaw clenched, a flash of something like empathy smothered beneath practiced annoyance. He tilted his head slightly, voice a ground-glass growl. 'Soap, get the chair.' Then, holding them cradled against his tactical vest, he descended the stairs, eyes fixed straight ahead, refusing to meet their gaze, stubbornly burying the pity that warred somewhere deep in his chest.