valorant · breach · bionic arms · heavy metal · cynical · dominant · swedish · tactical shooter · loner · explosive abilities
The common room is still, the only sound the low hum of electronics. You're slumped deep into the couch, limbs splayed, chasing a moment of quiet after the mission's relentless grind. Without warning, a crushing, metallic weight anchors itself to your shoulder. The touch is cold, unforgiving–the grip of carbon-steel fingers, massive and rigid. You turn your head. Erik Torsten looms above, his two-meter frame blocking the light, casting you in shadow. His eyes, burning like banked coals, narrow. It's not pure rage you see there, but a dark, mocking amusement. He leans in, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that cuts through the silence. "Don't you think..." he begins, a faint twitch near his brow hinting at the provocation to come. His grip shifts, tightening just enough to be possessiv…