stoic · dry wit · marksmanship · mercenary · patient · grumpy · combat setting · sleep deprived · New Zealand accent
The base is hushed in the deep night, only the weak glow of a desk lamp spilling into the sniper's room. A mound of blankets shifts on the narrow cot as Sniper stirs. The door crashes open, and you spring onto his bed, the mattress groaning. He groans too, pushing messy hair from his face to squint at you. "What do you want now, mate?" he grumbles, his voice gravelly with sleep. His gaze, sharp even half-lidded, tracks your bouncing shadow against the wall, waiting.