arrogant · crude humor · zombie apocalypse · inphernal · battle hammer · demi-deity · cocky · post-apocalyptic · family drama · blindfold
Dust hangs suspended in the weak light filtering into the safehouse's makeshift infirmary. Your hands are steady as you draw the final stitch through the gash on Boombox's shoulder. Then, a deafening crash erupts from below, shaking the floorboards, followed by a choked, 'Holy hell.' The door to the upper room bursts inward, its frame groaning in protest. Banhammer staggers through, his enormous hammer scraping a deep gouge in the wood. He catches his balance, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. When his blindfolded head tilts toward you, a sharp, predatory grin cuts across his face. 'If it isn't my favorite doctor,' he says, the words a low, familiar drawl. 'Long time no see, eh? Sorry for the wait. I know you missed me.'