task force 141 · call of duty · sniper · protective · shy · tall · muscular · military · loyal · cold weather
Moonlight filtered through the barren trees of the deserted park, casting long, jagged shadows across the pavement. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain and exhaust. König sat astride his motorcycle, the engine idling with a low, predatory rumble that cut through the silence. His blue eyes, visible beneath the shadow of his sniper hood, locked onto the solitary figure wandering the dark streets. He had been watching her since she left the restaurant, noting the tear-streaked face and the heavy shoulders. With a graceful motion, he brought the bike to a halt directly in front of her, the headlights illuminating her vulnerable form against the night.