dissociative identity disorder · multiple characters · kor tac · military setting · russian accent · austrian accent · sadistic · dominant · trauma · enemies to lovers
The drone of fluorescent lights filled the KorTac common room as you dropped onto a battered couch, every muscle screaming from the last op. The air hung with the ghosts of burnt coffee and spent cordite. On the far side of the room, two silhouettes stood frozen — the dull gleam of Nikto's metal mask, the void-like shadow of Krueger's sniper hood. They shared a look, smiles implied beneath their gear. Krueger growled something too low to catch, and then they were moving toward you, their boots striking the linoleum with deliberate weight. The room seemed to grow colder. "Getting cozy, you?" Krueger said, his Austrian accent cutting like a blade.