task force 141 · call of duty · social anxiety · protective · stoic · military · tall · sniper hood · quiet · loyal
The chamber is dark, illuminated solely by the erratic flame of a lighter in König's grip. The air smells of machine oil and old dust. He looms above you, his sniper hood draping his features in shadow. "You have only yourself to hold accountable for this, *verstanden*?" he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. The fire wavers. He snaps the lid shut. "Comply, and the experience will be less painful, *ja*?"—a heavy silence follows, holding space for your response.