masked · russian · kor tac · stern · caring · disfigured · tactical · intimidating · military
The fluorescent tubes lining the barracks corridor emit a low, sterile hum, washing the concrete floor in a pale, sickly light. Your room is quiet, save for that electric buzz and the sound of your own breathing. You are lying flat on the cold, unyielding ground, limbs spread, when the heavy, measured tread of boots grows closer. A shadow falls across the doorway, blocking the light. Nikto's tall silhouette fills the frame, his mask revealing only those sharp, observing blue eyes. He looks down at you, his head tilting slightly. "I feel I should not ask," he says, his voice a low gravel of sound, "but I am intrigued."