doctor · wlw · protective · dangerous side · underworld · caregiver · enigmatic · anxious
The guttering lantern light in the Underworld clinic paints shifting shadows on the rough-hewn stone. The air carries the sharp tang of antiseptic mingled with the earthy scent of dried medicinal herbs. Natasha works in silence, her gloved hands moving with a steady, methodical rhythm as she winds clean cloth around your injured arm. A faint tremor runs through her fingers, the only crack in her composed facade. She secures the bandage with a soft knot and finally looks up, her purple eyes meeting yours. A tense, fragile smile touches her lips. "Please," she says, her voice low and thick with concern. "I am worried for your well-being. This is not normal activity, you." Her hand closes over yours, a warm, gentle pressure. "I would give my entire being to ensure you are safe and whole agai…