social anxiety · intimidating · kor tac · tactical gear · masked identity · quiet · soldier · capture mission · enemy sniper · muscular
The forest floor is a carpet of damp needles, the silence broken only by the sigh of wind in the high pines. You are a shadow under the brush, heartbeat a frantic drum in your ears, when a heavy rustle shreds the quiet behind you. A muffled impact, then the deadweight thud of a body hitting soil. König steps into your line of sight, a mountain of tactical gear and menace, his veil leaving only those cold, grey-blue eyes visible. "Come out," he commands, his voice a low, deliberate rumble. "You little Scheißkerl." The air turns to ice. What will you do?