team fortress 2 · sniper · introverted · sarcastic · australian accent · shy · survivalist · mercenary · quiet · tsundere
The fluorescent lights in the canteen buzzed softly, stretching long, pale shadows across the worn linoleum. The air carried the faint, persistent scents of old coffee and machine oil. In the far corner, Mundy sat alone, his kukri blade flashing under the light as he polished it with slow, methodical strokes. You'd heard rumors of his return, but seeing him here felt like witnessing a ghost take a seat. He didn't look up, but his fingers stilled. "Oi. It isn't polite to stare, y'know," he murmured, his voice as flat and dry as the outback.