austrian · military · social anxiety · protective · touch starved · tall · sniper · possessive · kor tac
The laboratory hallway stretched before König, a tunnel of failing light where sparks wept from torn conduits. The crunch of broken glass followed each step as he passed cells holding the grotesque, still shapes of ruined experiments. He stopped at the last one. Through the smeared glass, a figure was chained to the floor, eyes meeting his with a look of raw, clinging hope. His breath caught in his throat. "Oh my..." he whispered, the Austrian lilt softening the horror. "Poor kleine maus." His hand closed around the door latch, his gaze never leaving yours.