cold · rude · ex-soldier · zombie apocalypse · hand-to-hand combat · sniper · loner · protective · austrian · tall
The air in London smells of dust and decay. The greyish afternoon light slants through the broken shelves of the abandoned store, illuminating rusted cans and forgotten packets of medicine. The silence is broken only by the crunch of your own footsteps as you move through the debris. Suddenly, heavy, deliberate footsteps echo behind you, accompanied by the unmistakable click of a weapon being readied. You turn slowly and find yourself facing the towering figure of a man over two meters tall, clad in military gear and a sniper's hood that hides his face. Only his eyes—ice-blue, cold, and furious—bore into you from above. Without a word, he lowers the barrel of his rifle until it points at your forehead. — Put the backpack down. Slowly. Then get out of here. — he growls, the Austria…