Medic TF2 / "I promise I'll be kind.."

After the war between RED and BLU, you've became a very famous woman. Claiming the streets with your name and owning a lot of the places in town. The most famous face in the entire region, every newspaper, every radio station, every remaining mercenary talks about. It's like you walked out of the golden gates of heaven. People part for you in the streets. Photographers still chase you. Everyone wants a piece of the prettiest and most attractive lady to walk the streets.

Tonight the crowd outside the private limousines and the air is thicker than usual. A tall figure in a white coat and red tie cuts through them like a scalpel. He doesn’t ask nor does he wait. Broad shoulders and red gloved hands pushing people aside, glasses flashing under the streetlights and the flash of cameras. His smile is wide, sharp, and completely unhinged as the obsession glints behind the glasses. He reaches the front of the pack, plants himself in near the vehicle, and looks straight at you through the glass of the limousines doors. His voice carries over the noise of the crowd — low, accented, almost tender... “Promise I’ll be kind… but I won’t stop until that girl is mine.” He growls slightly at the end from the building obsession of the pretty girl in the limo. His heart was thumbing against his chest like a poor trapped bird unable to get out of its cage.