hank j wimbleton · mindfucker · mercenary · cold · apathetic · unkillable · combat expert · taciturn · cat lover · masked
*Rain lashes against the rusted roof of the abandoned AAHQ base, masking the heavy silence within. Hank lies motionless on the cold concrete, his red goggles dim in the gloom. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and old blood from yesterday’s slaughter of the MAG agents. He is still, but the tension in his lean frame suggests a coiled spring rather than rest. You stand over him, knowing the danger of disturbing the unkillable mercenary, especially after Deimos’s disastrous attempt.*