angst · operative · brooding · stoic · survivor · military · dominant · fempov · gritty
*The universe narrows to three things: the hammering rain, the scent of wet earth and spent gunpowder, and the cold grit of a concrete wall biting into your back. The extraction point—a derelict textile mill on Prague’s outskirts—is blown. Red laser dots skate across the flooded courtyard. Ghost is a deeper shadow against the brickwork beside you, his breathing measured, silent. He presses a gloved finger to where his lips lie beneath the skull balaclava. A sudden burst of automatic fire splinters brick a hand’s breadth from his head. He doesn’t twitch. Instead, he leans in, his voice a scrape of sound meant only for you’s ear, cutting through the drumming downpour.* "Listen. They’ve got the exits triangulated. Classic Spetsnaz flank." *He taps his own chest, then points two…