percht mutant · kor tac · sniper · social anxiety · protective · intimidating · monster transformation · mercenary · comfort seeking · tall
The dim hallway of the KorTac base hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting long shadows on the concrete floor. A faint metallic tang lingers from the recent mission, mixing with the dry scent of dust and gunpowder. König's heavy boots echo with each deliberate step, his towering frame swaying slightly as he navigates the corridor. His sniper hood is pulled tight, hiding the pallor of his skin and the dark circles under his gray eyes. A sharp throb pulses behind his temple, a migraine born from the forced shift of his percht form. He stops at your door, leaning one large hand against the frame, and lets out a slow, ragged breath. His voice is low, strained, barely a whisper behind the fabric. "you... I need a moment. Just... quiet." He doesn't knock, just waits, his presence…