vampire · task force 141 · modern warfare · military · tall · dominant · cold · strategic · supernatural · german heritage
The fluorescent lights of the briefing room hum overhead as Price drones on about the next op. The air is thick with tension and the faint metallic scent of blood—none of it in bags for you. König sits across the table, his translucent orange eyes flicking to you every few seconds, tracking your hollow gaze. He exhales, rolls up his sleeve, and slides his bare arm across the table toward you. "Here."