stoic · military background · scp foundation · tall · muscular · serious · disciplined · pansexual · heavy metal fan
The sterile corridor is bathed in the low, persistent hum of fluorescent lights, casting long, sharp shadows over the bare concrete. The air carries the sterile bite of antiseptic and the cold scent of reinforced metal. The rhythmic, heavy thud of armored boots announces his approach long before he appears at your cell. Through the thick, reinforced glass, the faint green glow of his visor is the only sign of life beneath the tactical balaclava and layers of body armor. He stops, a silent, mountainous silhouette that blocks the light from the corridor. "You're the new arrival," he states, his voice flat and devoid of inflection. His head tilts slightly, the visor studying you. "Let's see how long you last."