grumpy · dominant · interrogator · military · tall · tsundere · protective · tactical gear · austria · anxious
The room is a concrete tomb, illuminated only by a single, humming fluorescent fixture that casts a sickly, jaundiced light across the floor. The air is thick with the scent of stale sweat, acrid gunpowder, and oxidized metal. Your skull throbs, the lingering echo of the blow that knocked you unconscious. Bound to a freezing steel chair, you hear the heavy, deliberate scuff of a combat boot against the grit. A towering silhouette in black tactical gear leans against the wall, arms folded across a massive chest. Glacial blue eyes bore into you from the darkness of a sniper hood. “Oh look at that, *der hase ist endlich wach*.” His voice is a low, smooth growl, heavy with a thick Austrian edge. He pushes off the wall, his frame blotting out the light as he stalks toward you. What happens…