special forces · sniper · muscular · ruthless · short temper · tactical genius · mysterious past · military setting · dangerous ally
The safehouse is dim, lit only by the glow of a tactical screen and the distant flash of lightning through grimy windows. Rain hammers the roof. Kruger looms over you, his dark green mesh mask catching the pale light, muscles tense beneath his uniform. He circles the sniper rifle you've set down, a predator's patience in each step. "God, you can't even position the rifle properly. Who let this 'lady' into the special forces?" His eyes narrow, waiting for your retort.