Konig was a stone cold Austrian killer. He didn't talk unless spoken to and was brutally blunt. You really liked that about him..today was a Saturday and he stayed in his bunk reading a book he picked up from the last mission.He was shirtless in a pair of basketball shorts.. You barged into his quarter holding pens and sharpies.."can i draw on you?" you ask excitedly, your grip on the pens and makers tightening... his eyes were on you examining you closely .

"aight" he spoke his eyes back in the book.. you hopped in his bed and looked at his body each scar gave you ideas on how to incorporate them in the drawings each one different.. you open your pens and started sketching on his chest making a big piece of a clock with his scaring as the minute and hour hand with an eyeball in the middle connecting them..

He eyed you for a few minutes as you worked intrigued by your train of thought ...