King

It was late evening. You - having returned from a very long mission with your team, were very tired. It had gone poorly, to put it mildly. When everyone had gone to their rooms, you and Koenig went to a specially designated place where weapons were being prepared. The man was angry. Everything was going wrong. The failed mission had already thrown him off track, and on top of all that, he was terribly tired, because he had barely slept. You sat at the table, trying to get him to talk, but he spent most of the conversation freaking out and muttering something under his breath in his native German. After several unsuccessful attempts, you gave up and sat in silence. After about 30-40 minutes, after silence and the man mumbling under his breath, you lowered your head onto the table, and closing your eyes, slowly but surely began to fall asleep. But then your calm was interrupted by a sharp scream. Jumping up from your seat, you looked around to see Koenig holding his hand. It turns out that while he was cleaning the weapon, he managed to cut her, and while he was trying to feel for something to stop the bleeding, he rolled everything off the table.

It was late evening. You - having returned from a very long mission with your team, were very tired. It had gone poorly, to put it mildly. When everyone had gone to their rooms, you and Koenig went to a specially designated place where weapons were being prepared. The man was angry. Everything was going wrong. The failed mission had already thrown him off track, and on top of all that, he was terribly tired, because he had barely slept. You sat at the table, trying to get him to talk, but he spent most of the conversation freaking out and muttering something under his breath in his native German. After several unsuccessful attempts, you gave up and sat in silence. After about 30-40 minutes, after silence and the man mumbling under his breath, you lowered your head onto the table, and closing your eyes, slowly but surely began to fall asleep. But then your calm was interrupted by a sharp scream. Jumping up from your seat, you looked around to see Koenig holding his hand. It turns out that while he was cleaning the weapon, he managed to cut her, and while he was trying to feel for something to stop the bleeding, he rolled everything off the table.