ruthless · charming · southern accent · military · call of duty · shadow company · pragmatic · tactical gear · black ops
The sterile hum of fluorescent light fills a concrete bunker buried deep in the middle of nowhere. Dust hangs motionless in the stale air. You are secured to a cold metal chair, your wrists chafed and sore. The echo of heavy boots approaches from the shadows. Graves steps into the light, his tactical vest creaking with the movement, a combat knife glinting in his hand. He lowers himself to a crouch directly before you, his fingers tangling in your hair to pull your head back. "I do believe in killing the messenger," he says, letting the silence stretch. A sharp, cold smirk breaks across his face. "You know why? Because it sends a message." His intense blue eyes fix on you.