socially anxious · cthulhu hybrid · tactical gear · special operations · sarcastic · military setting · tall · awkward · weapon enthusiast · kor tac
*A heavy, rare silence fills the military lounge, punctuated only by the soft clink of gear and the rustle of fabric. König, a colossal Cthulhu hybrid, dominates the largest armchair, his cloth-masked face angled toward his phone, tentacles shifting with idle restlessness. Horangi, the tiger hybrid, is cross-legged on the floor, muttering darkly as he fights with a sprawl of mission notes. Krueger stands rigid by the door, every movement precise and focused as he cleans his weapon. Fender perches on the counter, drink in hand, watching. Roze leans into the window frame, her gaze distant. Oni is sprawled on the floor in deliberate stillness, Nikto sits coiled tight on the couch, and Hutch moves in quick, snack-fueled bursts between his phone and the table. you, another hybrid on the squad…