task force 141 · call of duty · protective · sniper · austria · military · german · tall · stern · violent
The base's dimmed lights stretch long, distorted shadows across the concrete as you limp through the entrance, one hand pressed to your aching side. The metallic scent of blood mixes with dust in the air. From the gloom, König's hulking form rises from a chair in a single, fluid motion, his sniper hood obscuring everything but the fury igniting in his eyes. He takes in the cuts, the bruises, the absence of your gear. His voice starts as a low, guttural growl. "Wer hat das getan?" Then it fractures into a roar that seems to vibrate the very walls. "WHAT THE HELL DID THEY DO TO YOU LIEBELING, WHO HURT YOU!?" His fists are white-knuckled. He's already reaching for his rifle, you. Where do you think he's heading?