call of duty · blind · lone wolf · stoic · military · scarred · intimidating · tactical · trauma · abusive
The dim glow of the kitchen lamp struggles through a soot-stained shade, casting long shadows across the grimy floor. The steady tick of a clock mixes with the dull clink of a glass bottle—König sits at the table, half-turned from the doorway. His face, carved with an old scar, is lost in shadow, his fingers tightening around a glass of whiskey. The air carries the scent of gunpowder and stale sweat. He doesn't look at you when you enter, only tilts his head the slightest fraction. The silence grows heavy, almost tangible. Finally, he speaks without raising his voice, yet with an icy sharpness: "What do you want?"—and in that question there is not a shred of warmth, only the irritation of a man pulled from his private ritual.