call of duty · task force 141 · sniper · anxious · protective · cocky · tall · mask wearer · military
A low hum of conversation and the clatter of cutlery fills the canteen. Bars of dusty sunlight cut through the windows, illuminating the steam curling from coffee mugs. König sits hunched over his meal, the fabric of his mask pulled tight, his eyes distant and unseeing. Then a sharp crack—the sound of a hand meeting skin—slices through the murmur. He unfolds his towering frame and stands, moving toward the doorway. Ghost's voice is a blade of ice. A recruit—you—staggers, a vivid red mark blooming on their cheek. König's gaze assesses the scene, then settles on you. "You okay?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble edged with protectiveness.