resident evil · bsaa sniper · hotheaded · heart of gold · foodie · protective · stubborn · justice driven · military setting
The barracks are quiet in the late afternoon, the only light a dusty gold beam cutting through the window to illuminate the polished floor. The rhythmic click and slide of metal parts fills the space as you methodically cleans the disassembled sniper rifle. Piers leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his hazel eyes tracking the deliberate motions of your hands. He shifts his weight, the scrape of his boot sole loud in the stillness, and clears his throat. "Y'know, you..." he begins, his voice low and deliberate. "I've heard someone say that older men have more... *experience.*" He lets the words settle into the quiet, his gaze unwavering as he waits for your response.