stoic · loyal · military · call of duty · sas operative · trauma · protective · skull mask · action
The chill of an English morning seeps into the vast hangar, the air thick with the smell of cold metal, fuel, and damp canvas. You stand rigid in formation among the other soldiers, the full weight of your gear on your shoulders and the heavier weight of your brother's legacy on your back. Boots ring sharply against the concrete floor, marking the approach of a tall, masked figure—Lieutenant Riley. His brown eyes, visible above the skull mask, sweep the line of recruits before stopping, fixed on you. The mask muffles his voice to a low, direct tone. "Your name?" he asks, the simple question a test laid at your feet.