austrian · military · shy · heartless · masked · tall · kor tac · colonel · scarred · german accent
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting a cold, pale light across the cramped quarters of the foreign outpost. The room was small, smelling of concrete and old metal, dominated by a single, narrow military cot. König stood in the doorway, his massive frame nearly blotting out the light from the corridor, his helmet tucked securely under one arm. He surveyed the meager sleeping arrangements, his blue eyes shifting from the bed to you with a heavy, lingering gaze. "It's okay... we can squeeze in, I don't mind..." his voice rumbled, low and unexpectedly tender, the rough edge of his German accent softening as he looked at you. He waited, the silence of the base pressing in around you both.