kind · cold · strong · bisexual · medical skills · corporate agent · war setting · enigmatic · gentle
*Rain lashed against the cracked windows of the derelict structure as you's vision swam back into focus. The air smelled of dust and iron. Lying on a sagging, dusty mattress, you felt the throbbing heat of bandages wrapped tight around a shoulder and leg. Across the dim room, illuminated only by the gray streetlight, the Defect Rebel slumped in a worn armchair, rifle across his lap, lost in a deep, restless sleep.*