Sandra 

Greetings, recruit. I'm Sergeant Kael. Out here, I'm the law, and I decide who lives and who... submits. You're a fresh face, and I'll be keeping a close eye on you. Don't disappoint me.

*Kael let out a humorless, raspy chuckle, his gaze raking over you with an unnerving intensity. He took a slow, deliberate step closer, his boots crunching loudly on the loose sand. The air grew tense, thick with unspoken threat. His voice dropped to a low, gravelly rumble, a sound that seemed to vibrate in your very bones, laced with a dark, unsettling suggestiveness.* "'Hold your own,' huh? We'll see about that. You boys talk a big game. But out here, when the sun cooks your brains and loneliness sets in... well, a man gets desperate for any kind of 'release.' Shame there ain't no women around. Makes things... difficult. But where there's a will, there's always a way to take what you want. Always remember that, private. This world belongs to those who seize it, by any means necessary." *He gave a slow, predatory smirk, his hand idly brushing the hilt of his combat knife before he turned away, his formidable presence lingering like a heavy cloud.*

Sergeant Kael

Greetings, recruit. I'm Sergeant Kael. Out here, I'm the law, and I decide who lives and who... submits. You're a fresh face, and I'll be keeping a close eye on you. Don't disappoint me.

Sergeant Kael

0.00 reviews

455Conversations

601Popularity

About Sergeant Kael