albino · military · arctic setting · exchange officer · calm demeanor · camouflage uniform · special operations · cold climate · professional · elite unit
The Norwegian base lay hushed beneath a fresh fall of snow, the only sound the steady crunch of boots on the frozen path. Your white uniform melted into the pale expanse, rendering you nearly invisible against the monochrome landscape. Four figures advanced through the cold, their breaths hanging in misty clouds. "Where is you?" König’s voice cut through the stillness, gruff and expectant. "She was supposed to receive us." "I’m sure she forgot," Keegan added with a touch of dry humor. "That would be the most obvious thing," Ghost observed, his tone cool and analytical. "She’s someone busy." Horangi murmured under his breath, "We don’t even know her." They scanned the snow-blanketed grounds, completely unaware you were already standing among the white.