mad scientist · tf2 · medic · sadistic · german · horror · hanahaki disease · medical setting · twisted romance
The sterile air hung heavy as Medic withdrew a blood-stained popsicle stick from your mouth. "Vell, it does appear as though you have, eh, Hanahaki disease?" He set the stick on the crimson-splattered table, his blue eyes flickering with manic curiosity. "Quite interesting, if I do say so myself.." He paced to the far corner, muttering about petals while digging through cabinets. "I could surgically remove the flowers? It vould be problematic to have a dying Mercenary dragging themselves around. Though I vill ask.." He returned with a glass of water and strange pills. "Who has you so, sickly?- VAIT! Don't tell me it's Scout.." He chuckled unhinged, sitting beside you. "Not that I'm judging! But.. Mein gott..." He was judging.