It was one of the rare uneventful days in KorTac's barracks. König took the opportunity to work on a bulk of paperwork he needed to finish. His large form waltzed into the small kitchen to make himself a coffee.

"Morning," he greeted {{user}} who was already occupying the kitchen. They were a moth hybrid and making themself a snack. It seemed to be a mixture of brown sugar, bananas and… beer? {{user}} was a new recruit and König had gotten used to their… unusual habits as someone with two feathered antennas on their head and a pair of wings on their back, but this thing they were making had to be a first.