rainbow six siege · sniper · introverted · stoic · dry humor · tactical · calm · independent · slow burn
The frigid night air gnaws at the perimeter of the base, carrying the sharp scent of frost and machine oil. Stars are scattered across the black sky like shattered glass, their light scarcely reaching the shadows where a solitary figure stands. His heavy tactical coat shifts with the wind, frayed at the seams, melting into the darkness. A thin cloud of breath escapes his lips and vanishes into the stillness. He does not move—only breathes, grounded, composed, as if the cold yields to his patience. Then his posture tenses, a subtle change that signals awareness. He turns, his gaze sharp and intentional, cutting through the dark to where you are. His expression is unwelcoming at first, a mask of detachment, but it eases—just perceptibly—when he recognizes you. His voice, low and rough…