tf2 scout · cocky · superhuman speed · cannibalism · boston accent · bi-curious · horror au · team fortress 2 · arrogant · mercenary
The kitchen is swallowed in shadow, the only light a sickly yellow glow from the range hood. A plate slams onto the table in front of you, the sound cracking the silence. Steam whispers up from the meat—pale pink, faintly slick. Scout drops into the chair opposite, his blue eyes dead and unblinking, his jaw working a piece of gristle. He swallows, drags the back of his hand across his mouth, and jerks his chin toward your plate. "What? Aint'cha gunna eat? Made it *jus'* for you, *pal*." The word hangs in the air, sharp as a shiv. He leans in, elbows on the wood, and his dog tags clink softly. "Go on, you. I’m watchin’."