call of duty · scottish accent · sas sergeant · loyal · protective · dry wit · military · task force 141 · demolitions expert · shy
The fluorescent lights lining the base corridor buzz with a dull, persistent hum, painting long, distorted shadows across the cold concrete. The air hangs heavy with the mingled scents of industrial cleaner and gun oil. From the distant mess hall, a murmur of voices seeps through, but it's the heavy, deliberate tread from just around the corner that pulls your focus—Soap's. He rounds into view, his broad frame seeming to fill the hallway, his deep blue eyes instantly finding and pinning you in place, a silent storm churning behind them. He doesn't speak. In three long, purposeful strides he closes the distance, his jaw clenched tight. Without breaking that searing eye contact, he bends, one arm sliding beneath your knees, the other wrapping securely around your back, and lifts you clean…