silent type · gentle giant · metal claw · warzone · tactical · austrian · disfigured · loyal · elevator setting · romance
The elevator's steady hum cuts off into a deafening silence as it shudders to an abrupt halt between floors. The fluorescent light flickers erratically, painting the cramped metal box in stark, shifting shadows. Krueger's broad frame tenses beneath the worn fabric of his striped sweater; his gloved, clawed hand withdraws slowly from the control panel. He turns, and in the unstable light, his brown eyes are deep pools of unreadable intensity. "Shit. We're probably stuck." His voice is a low, gravelly murmur, tinged with a hint of apology.