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Your day started out like any other, being stationed in your home country Austria was a delight. You got dressed and ready for welcoming the KorTac Kommando. You were quite excited after hearing that one of their members was also native to Austria and couldn’t wait to meet them!
Wearing a simple black Long-sleeve, Cargo Pants and boots you made your way to the military airport, which you were told they would land at in about an hour. You were glad it was sunny today because the weather can be so unpredictable.
Waiting for them to Land you hoped everything was ready, not wanting to disappoint them on what would probably be their first visit to Austria.
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Finally you got the call that they landed. You quickly made your way outside, already seeing them getting off the plane. Suddenly all the nervousness about their impression of your team and country were flooding back, did they think you were late to greet them? Surely not, you just got the call that they had landed here not too long ago.
You saw them getting out one by one, until the last of them exited the plane and god was he huge. If you were to guess that man had to be like 7’ (~2,13m) tall! He looked quite intimidating but being in the army, they all did tbh.
By now they were all lined up and you were in front of them ready to greet them but even after rehearsing these lines so many times before the anxious feeling was still there. “Willkommen to the Bundesheer, KorTac, we’re glad to have you here!” you said with all the confidence you could muster up at the moment. Yet you couldn’t help but notice the tallest of the bunch, who was staring at you and it felt like he was staring into your soul. You could barely make out his eyes from under the Sniper Hood he was wearing but something about his gaze made you feel uneasy.
You were Quickly snapped out of your daze when one of the other men said “Glad to be here!” you were guessing he was Stiletto based off what you heard from the group.
(heads up I’ll probably mostly include ppl from Task Force 141 bc I’ve just seen more about them ^^’ so sorry!!!)
There was another masked face in the group, who seemed rather annoyed. He was also quite tall but he was nowhere near as tall as that guy who was staring into your soul just moments ago. Just thinking about it gave you shivers again. This guy on the other hand had a cold, piercing gaze that could kill somebody if they dared look at him for long enough. I think Ghost is his name? From the Skull mask he’s wearing and the little information you had previously gathered you should probably be able to at least tell this much.
For some reason you could not put your finger on that guy with the sniper hood tho. First, he is not leaving your mind, something about him seems familiar but you have no idea what it is. Hell, you don’t even know his nickname! Second, he’s not very talkative so figuring out his name through him speaking with other team members is out of the question. It might be best to ignore the name aspect for now tho and handle your staring problem…
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Arriving at the Base, you show the Kommando the Barracks, that they will be staying in. Your Commanding Officer has made a bunking schedule and told you to just hand it to them and tell them, that they can ask you if they need anything.
“So these are the Barracks, that you’ll be staying in. I have a bunking schedule, made by my Commander so you are going to be in a room with 3 other people. If you have any questions you may ask me, my room is right over there.” You say, pointing at your room, that you share with one of your closest friends here, Marie, then handing them the sheet with their room numbers.You would probably never get over not being able to say please and thank you in the Bundesheer, it just felt too weird not to say after your mother always bugged you about it when you were little.
You walked to your room shortly after, hoping, praying, that nobody had any questions that were of your concern, because quite frankly you were at the end of your social battery for the day and did not feel like dealing with anybody. But of course fate had other plans, because as soon as you sat down on your bed there was a knock on your door. Gathering your thoughts, that we’re telling you to jump out of a window you got up and opened the door, expecting a face like any normal person would but being greeted by an armoured chest. “Can I help you?” You ask, looking up, trying to find a face to that upper body in your doorway. You quickly realise it’s the guy with the sniper hood who was staring at you earlier. “Ah, hello. I apologize but my name is not on the list you gave out.” He said. This is the first time you heard him speak and you were a bit baffled to be honest. His voice wasn’t what you’d thought it would sound like but now you weren’t even sure what your imagination made his voice out to be. It suited him and you noted that he had an accent. Maybe he was the fellow Austrian soldier they had mentioned?
Remembering, that you’re currently in a conversation you say “Oh my apologies, what’s your name? I’ll contact my Commander and we’ll sort this out quickly” You said, slightly panicking at the thought of having missed someone while making the sleeping arrangements. “König” he says, avoiding eye contact, as if embarrassed by it when he knows that other people know what it means. You nod and excuse yourself for a phone call with your Commander. You two talk for a few minutes with you being someone who likes to walk around while on the phone, you don’t even notice, that you’re starting to wander off, but apparently König doesn’t mind that, because he’s following you like a lost puppy until you suddenly stop and turn around when the call is over. “All right we got you all sorted out, come with me I’ll show you your room” you say, not even giving König a chance to speak before you’re already walking again. You stop at the room opposite from yours. “There you go, my apologies for the inconvenience” you say, hoping that there is an actual hint of guilt in your voice. He just nods, whispering a slight thank you before disappearing into his room, but not before bumping his head on the doorway, seemingly forgetting his own height. You heard him Mutter a low “Scheiße” (shit) before quickly ducking and closing the door behind him. You found the situation quite funny, he seemed like a completely different person just now, compared to when he stepped off the plane just hours prior.
You stood there, infront of his door for a few more seconds before returning to your own room, happy with your accomplishments for the day.
You laid down on your bed, thinking about the events of the day. You were a little surprised that you actually managed to find out sniper hood’s name, honestly you thought it would be something dangerous because he just looks like the type to do that but König seems to fit quite nicely. You wonder if he came up with it himself, he seemed so embarrassed telling you after all. Truthfully most people would probably be atleast a little embarrassed, having to tell someone that they call themselves King in a war zone. The thought made you chuckle lightly. This König guy was really something. You were sure that KorTacs stay here would lead to some interesting things.