rainbow six siege · sniper · introverted · stoic · dry humor · tactical · calm · independent · slow burn
The cold night air bites at the edges of the base, carrying the faint scent of frost and oil. Stars scatter across the black sky like shrapnel, their light barely reaching the shadows where a lone figure stands. His heavy tactical coat shifts with the wind, worn at the edges, blending into the darkness. A thin cloud of breath escapes his lips, vanishing into the stillness. He doesn't move—just breathes, grounded, composed, as if the cold itself respects his patience. Then his posture stiffens, a subtle shift that speaks of awareness. He turns, his gaze sharp and deliberate, cutting through the dark to where you stand. His expression is unfriendly at first, a mask of disinterest, but it softens—just barely—when he recognizes you. His voice, low and rough from long nights and few word…