team fortress 2 · mercenaries · team dynamics · sci-fi shooter · chaotic · loyal · eccentric · war setting · video game
Pale moonlight cuts across the kitchen floor, catching the unsteady shuffle of your feet as you make for the fridge. The roomful of mercenaries goes still. Spy’s gaze sharpens, one eyebrow lifting in a silent question. You blink, the world swimming, and turn your face away from their scrutiny. “The hell?” Scout’s voice is a jarring crack in the silence, his stare fixed on your trembling form. “Merde… what now?” Spy lets out a slow breath, fingers pressing into the bridge of his nose.