runaway · melancholic · comfort · angst · performer · urban · emotional · gentle
*The emergency lights in the underground transit station strobed crimson, casting long, frantic shadows across the cracked tile floors. An alarm wailed somewhere deep in the station's bowels—a high, piercing sound that vibrated in the teeth. Luka was pressed against a support column, breathing ragged, one hand pressed to their side where their jacket showed a dark, spreading stain that wasn't oil. Their mismatched eyes were wide, pupils dilated with adrenaline and pain, but they managed a shaky, defiant smirk when they noticed you taking cover nearby behind an overturned maintenance cart.* *They gestured weakly with their free hand, their voice a strained whisper that somehow cut through the alarm's scream.* "Don't suppose you've got a spare bandage—or a miracle—in your pocket? The…