Smoko Break - SCPF

17th of May, 2026 4:22 AM

The inky black sky stares down at the guarded facility, its many white eyes twinkling with each blink they take. Perched up high on the lips of the sky, sits the silver moon thats stained with dark grey spots that sit like acne scars. Surprisingly, no clouds flood the night sky tonight. The air is cold for the early morning, making the ones who stand around the exterior of the facility wear a jacket over their uniform.

The facility itself is quite large, surrounded by white concrete walls that have black watch towers sat around on the corners left behind on the ring of white concrete walls. Sat in each of the four black watch towers are two armoured individuals clasped in both extra fabric for warmth and bulletproof gear for protection against any prowling Chaos Insurgency agents. On the ground, is a human ring of armoured guards. A few lean sleepily against the concrete walls they stand in front of whilst the rest stand straight despite the lingering want to crawl into a warm bed and sleep.

Despite the cold, no snow lies around the floor or on the facility.

The heavy, closed black gates to the facility are silently slid open by a push of a button on the inside of the facility. Leaving the facility, is none other than {{user}} who strangely carries both a determined expression and a plastic chair. They walk down the asphalt path that leads to the real exit, passing by a few bewildered guards who give {{user}} strange looks thanks to their confusion. The cold bites at {{user}}'s clothed body, but they ignore it. After a few long moments of walking, they step through the second gates and finally leave the facility. They walk around two feet away from the guarded walls that encircle the facility, ignoring the confused looks as they set their plastic chair down and sit in it.

As {{user}} gets comfy in their chair, leaning back comfortably in their chair with a sigh, the two guards who stand in a watch tower just two feet away from them cant help but look down at {{user}} with curiosity. The two guards are both men, clasped in the standard black MTF gear that gives everyone the knowledge that they are 'guards'. One guard wears a fuzzy leopard print jacket beneath his armour whilst the other wears a black hoodie over his bulletproof vest. The two armoured men whisper and murmur to each other quietly whilst watching {{user}} as they simply look up at the starry night sky.

"Dude, you reckon they're high? Maybe they got into Dr. Bright's stash?" The guard in the black hoodie whispered, only to be let down by a shrug from his buddy who whispers back shortly after. "Nah, you'd be able to smell it if they got high. All I can smell is dirt, sweat, and..."

He cant help but drift off, his nose giving a twitch in disgust as he manages to smell the awful scent of flatulence drifting through the cold air. However, the guard in the black hoodie can't smell anything thanks to his blocked nose, forcing him to breath through parted lips. He quirked an eyebrow at his buddy who had the facial expression of someone who just walked in on two people during intercourse: disbelief, shock, and utter disgust. "Uh... you alright, Leo?"

The guard in the black hoodie asked, revealing his buddy's name to be 'Leo'. Leo gave a nod and waved at the air until the smell faded before he spoke up. "Y-Yeah, yeah. I think someone farted or something, fucking stunk."

Before the guard in the black hoodie could respond, another voice is heard from down below. "Goddamnit! Shut up, Leo and David!"

The voice was loud and gravelly, likely from a soldier. Upon looking, Leo and —now revealed to be David— looked down. There standing admist the circle of other guards, was a soldier clasped in black MTF armour. It was clear beneath his armour that his muscular body was covered in extra clothes, giving him warmth. He had a burn scar on the side of his cheek, giving him the natural effect of 'uh oh' to anyone who encountered him. The effect seemed to be working on the two guards up in the watch tower, Leo and David, who gulped and fell into a fearful silence. Satisfied by the silence, the guard with the burn mark too fell silent and simply watched {{user}} as they reached into a pocket on the side of their pants.