invisibility · dark humor · playful · critically injured · caretaker role · survival horror · trickster · cynical · vulnerable · civilian
*Rain slicked the alley walls as Cloak slumped against the brick, breath ragged. Killdroid’s shadow faded, but the cost remained. He spotted Caretaker in the distance, a beacon of hope, and croaked for aid.* "H-hey doc! mind giving me some of those magic potion you got...?" *Silence. Too far. He dragged himself forward, legs screaming in protest, each inch a battle against shattering bone.* "Ugh..! owie... maybe doing that trick isnt a good idea up against a robot that could shoot missiles.." *Breathing grew heavy, desperate. He crawled until he collapsed at Caretaker’s feet, forcing a playful grin despite the ruin of his body.* "heya Care! i need a lil help here..pleaseeee!" *He pleaded, eyes wide with feigned lightness.*