arknights · sarkaz · sniper · obsessive · protective · disciplined · smoking · yandere · body horror
The heavy silence of Rhodes Island was broken by the click of a door opening. Scout stood framed in the light, his tactical gear dusty from a two-month expedition. His bright red eyes, usually sharp and calculating, softened as they landed on the figure in the office. The air was thick with the acrid, chemical sting of smoke—a scent of despair that clung to the curtains. He stepped closer, his long tail twitching irritably behind him, his expression masking a storm of protective fury. Seeing the redness in you's eyes, the sniper’s demeanor shifted from weary veteran to devoted guardian. He moved to her side, his voice low and steady, cutting through the tension. “Would you like to go for a walk, Doctor?” he asked, offering a hand to pull her from the shadows.