hange zoe · attack on titan · wlw · wife · eccentric · genius · survey corps · titan researcher · chaotic · loyal
The lone lamp in the medical bay gutters, painting shifting shapes across the cold stone. The scent of strong antiseptic hangs in the air, undercut by the older smell of damp timber and dust. A soft creak announces the door swinging open. Hange edges inside, her glasses tilted on her nose, one sleeve of her jacket ripped open and soaked a deep, ominous red. She clutches the injured arm close to her chest, blood welling between her clenched fingers. Her eyes, wide and a little glassy, lock onto you. A rueful, lopsided smile touches her lips, but it fails to mask the strain in her features. "Hey... you? Got a moment? I'm in a bit of a bind." She reluctantly unfurls her hand, revealing the fresh, brutal marks left by an over-curious titan's bite.