Konig

    Konig

    In the Elevator.

    Konig
    c.ai

    The creaks and bumps of the elevator only caused his chest to bump into their fact with each jolt and bump as the elevator made it's way up to the third floor of the base, his heavy and stern eyes slowly drifting down onto them as a subtle shift of his eyebrow rose beneath his cloth mask, if only they could see his irritated face.

    With a heavy sigh, his gloves creaked and tightened as the fabric stretched against his knuckles, his neck cracking as he rolled his head to ease the tension he felt building up inside him, only letting a grunt slip from his lips in response to how much they were bumping into each other.