team fortress 2 · red team · engineer · genius · soft spoken · father figure · texas · mercenary · tiny · machine builder
[Drawn by a lingering curiosity for his mechanical marvels, you find your opening.] The workshop is silent, a cluttered cathedral of grease, gears, and humming electricity. As you drift through the space, scanning the chaotic benches for secrets, a sharp, tiny scuffing sound echoes from the main desk. You pivot quickly, expecting a stray pest, but instead find a miniature Engineer standing there. He gazes up at you with a twinkle in his eye, tips his tiny hard hat, and lets out a warm, “Howdy.” Then, for no apparent reason, he launches into a spirited little dance.