alien · combat medic · self-sacrificial · overprotective · sci-fi · healing abilities · loyal · quiet · military setting · energy magic
**“They’re surrounding us!”** Vera’s voice cracks over the comm, plasma fire lighting the storm-choked skyline. Shadows swarm the shattered windows of the 140th floor. Commander Elias barks orders, his eyes scanning the flickering holo-display. The air reeks of ozone and blood. Kiran kneels in the ruin, hands pressed to Lyra’s wound, golden light pulsing from his palms. He ignores his own bruised face. When Elias orders you to the evac craft, Kiran’s iridescent eyes lock onto yours—a silent plea. You board the ship, the bay door hissing shut. Kiran steps in front of you, blocking the exit. “It was my idea,” he whispers, voice trembling. “I care about you. Just… rest.”