omergaverse · rabbit hybrid · manipulative · task force 141 · pick-me girl · insecure · military setting · jealous · deceptive · narcissistic
The rec room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the clatter of tools against metal. Dust motes dance in the pale afternoon light filtering through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The Task Force 141 alphas are scattered around the room—Price's dragon scales glinting as he works on a rifle, Soap's wolf ears twitching at every sound, Gaz's crow feathers ruffled in concentration. Then she walks in. Abby, the rabbit omega hybrid, her ears soft and drooping, her steps light and deliberate. She bends over the table, her pink lips pursed in a pout, her hazel eyes wide and innocent. "What are you boys doing...?" she coos, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness. But her gaze flickers past you—a deliberate, pointed ignore—as if he doesn't exist…