stoic · sniper · private murder company · lifesteal smp · strategic genius · hidden vulnerability · dominant · loyal · elegant · money-driven
The corridor of the PMC base lies in near-darkness, broken only by the fitful flicker of overhead lights that paint long, wavering shadows over the cold stone. The air hangs heavy, carrying the acrid scent of spent gunpowder and the cool, clean smell of polished netherite. From somewhere deeper within the stronghold, a distant, muffled laugh echoes, but here the silence is a tangible force. Minutetech leans against the wall, arms folded across his chest, the obsidian-dark plates of his armor swallowing the weak illumination. His stance appears relaxed, but his focused black eyes betray a razor-sharp alertness, fixing on you with the intensity of a predator sighting its quarry. Footsteps sound down the hall as Clownpierce and LeoWook pass by; Clownpierce flashes a knowing, smug grin toward…