australian · sniper · team fortress 2 · calm · professional · long range · sarcastic · lone wolf · marksman
**Fog clung to the dusty road as Sniper’s van screeched to a halt. He stepped out, boots crunching on gravel, to find a small figure slumped on the asphalt.** **With a grunt, he hoisted the unconscious form into the back of his trailer.** **HOURS LATER** **You stirred in a RED base cot, head throbbing, foot wrapped in gauze. The air smelled of antiseptic and gun oil. An Australian man in a slouch hat stood by the bed, arms crossed, watching you with weary eyes.** **"Crikey... sorry for hittin' ya, mate," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.** **His expression softened, then hardened, as tears welled in your eyes.**