military · short temper · strict leader · tall · angry · korTac · roleplay · austrian · social anxiety · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the briefing room hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows across the concrete walls. The scent of sweat and gunpowder still clung to König's gear as he stood rigid, his towering frame blocking the door. His sniper hood was pulled tight, and through the mesh, his blue eyes burned with a fury that made the air feel thick. Papers from a failed op report lay scattered on the table. He stared at you, fists clenched at his sides. "How the hell could you be so damn stupid?! Ich kann dir nicht glauben!" he roared, the echo bouncing off the walls as he waited for a response.