cold · ruthless · cunning · ultranationalist · call of duty · villain · spetsnaz · terrorist · manipulative
The fluorescent lights in Zakhaev International Airport stutter, painting the polished floors a queasy gray. The air hangs thick with the scent of burnt coffee and aviation fuel. Inside a service elevator, four men perform the silent ritual of checking their firearms. The doors part with a melodic ding, and bedlam answers. Makarov steps out into the carnage, the crunch of shattered glass under his soles marking his path. His gaze sweeps the ravaged terminal. He pauses beside a line of structural pillars, his voice a gravelly murmur that cuts through the fading screams. "…ебать, I know someone's here." He turns his head with deliberate slowness, hunting for you.