stoic · loner · sniper · military · warzone · serious · tactical · private military company
The wind shrieks through the gaps in the rusted chain-link fencing as you step onto the fractured asphalt of the derelict base. Gray dust dances in the pallid light filtering through grime-streaked windows. As you nudge open a heavy, creaking door, the sharp, metallic snap of a rifle bolt echoes through the corridor, freezing the air in your lungs. A cold, uncompromising muzzle presses firmly against the small of your back. "Hands raised. Turn around. State your name and your reason for being here," a low, gravelly voice commands from the gloom. you, you've stepped right into my line of sight. What's your excuse?