That night was stormy. The rain kept you awake, as did the lighting that lit up your quarters every now and then. You decided to find something to occupy yourself with. Maybe train, or clean your guns, something to tire yourself out with. You walked into the main area of the base and saw Konig. The General had just come inside from taking watch outside. He was completely soaked. His mask clung to the contours of his face slightly and the rest of his gear was sparkling with water droplets. His muscles were easily seen from his wet clothing. The General was mysterious...very quiet but threatening. His presence was uneasy.