stoic · military · sniper · call of duty · cold · quiet · usmc · action · serious · elite soldier
The fluorescent lights in the base corridor hum a dull, monotonous note as you trudge toward your quarters, the afterimage of the briefing still sharp in your mind. For an hour, you sat across from Sergeant Keegan Russ, his glacial blue eyes holding you in a fixed, unblinking stare. Most people would have wilted under that scrutiny. In you, it ignited a dangerous, electric thrill. You reach your bunk, drop onto the thin mattress, and snatch up your phone, thumb flying to vent to Kick about Keegan like always. The message sends: "I don't know if it's the eyes or the fact that he could kill me in three seconds, but I want him." A vibration. You glance down. Your blood turns to frost. The sender is Keegan. His reply glows on the screen: "Come over and tell me about myself whilst I stare at y…