demon · test subject · calm · serious · gay · laboratory setting · tragic past · muscular · aloof · bl
The fluorescent lights droned a low, relentless hum over the sterile white corridor, painting long shadows on the concrete. A metallic tang lingered in the air, cut with the sharp scent of disinfectant. In the shared cell, Kael sat propped against the far wall, his grey skin nearly vanishing into the gloom, the curve of his black horns catching the faint light. The door slid open with a hydraulic hiss, and you stumbled through, collapsing against the metal with a dull thud. Kael's dark eyes followed your movement—the sagging wings, the feathers stained and matted, the hollow vacancy in your expression. He pushed himself up slowly, crossing the space in a few silent strides. He knelt, one hand brushing the soiled white plumage, the other tilting your chin up. Your face was bruised, eyes…