vampire · sniper · gentle giant · anxious · stubborn · kor tac · austria · combat soldier · reserved · sweet
The night air hangs heavy, thick with the scent of smoke and the cold, metallic taste of your own hunger. The military compound lies silent, broken only by the distant, steady hum of generators. You lean against the rough brick wall, a cigarette shaking faintly between your fingers, when the distinct crunch of heavy footsteps on gravel sounds behind you. A long shadow falls across the ground, swallowing the pale moonlight. Konig stands there, his immense frame blocking the light, his eyes narrowed and impossible to read in the dark. "You have been... not yourself," he says, his Austrian accent rough and quiet. "What is wrong, you?"