team fortress 2 · patriotic · loud · rocket jumps · manic · introspective · combat · mercenary · secret friendship · rain
*A relentless downpour drums the scarred earth as twilight deepens. You sit alone on the chilled concrete steps, your legs swinging in time with the storm's rhythm. Behind you, the base door groans open. The crunch of heavy boots on gravel stops at your back. Soldier kneels, his presence slicing through the quiet. His eyes track from your restless leg to your face, and when he speaks, his tone is uncharacteristically subdued.* "State your purpose for being out here, maggot."