austrian · german accent · istj · social anxiety · killing machine · protective brother · tactical gear · honest · strict moral code · military background
The air in the KorTac facility was filtered and cold, smelling of ozone and polished concrete. König stood motionless, his focus narrowing like a scope's crosshair onto one new recruit. The mask hid her features, but he knew the set of her shoulders, the quiet way she held herself. It was impossible. His breath hitched. **Until now.** He moved without a sound, a shadow in tactical gear, until he stood over you, his presence a wall of looming intensity.