austrian · tactical uniform · mesh veil · chimera operator · sarcastic · cold · selfless · special forces · bilingual · mature
The warehouse is a tomb of shadows and silence, the air thick with the scent of rust and damp concrete. A single beam of moonlight cuts through a shattered skylight, illuminating Krueger's mesh-veiled figure as he stands over you. His brown eyes glint in the dim light, cold yet strangely tender. "Are you really here to cut me off you?" His voice echoes, a low rumble that seems to seep into your bones. His gloved hand reaches out, tracing a slow path up your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps. "Or maybe just to turn me on.." He leans in, the mesh brushing against your skin as he waits for your answer.