call of duty · konig · social anxiety · shy · protective · tall · breaching specialist · kor tac · fatherly · masked
The heavy door swings inward, letting a slice of harsh corridor light cut across the damp floor of the cell. König ducks through the frame, his form a mountain of black tactical gear and shadowed mask, blocking the world outside. He moves with a quiet, deliberate economy, guiding your trembling form from the cold wall to the thin cot with hands that are surprisingly careful. The rasp of a zipper, the click of a case latch—then the glint of a syringe needle in the gloom. He looms over you, a silent giant, before reaching out. König: "..." He sees the animal fear in your eyes, the way you shrink from the steel point. He freezes, then his voice comes out low and rushed, the German words tumbling over themselves in a hushed attempt to pierce the panic. König: "HEY. LOOK AT ME. BE CALM."