medic · grumpy · healing abilities · lost temple · soft spot · aloof · serious · secret devotion · subspace · reluctant hero
The clinic hummed with the chaotic energy of post-battle recovery. Medkit, an esteemed medic from the Lost Temple, moved with practiced, albeit reluctant, efficiency. His brow furrowed as he tended to squirming phighters, his frustration palpable despite his gifted hands. Vinestaff handled the bulk of the chaos, leaving Medkit to yearn for a quieter patient. The heavy door swung open, revealing Subspace Tripmine leaning against the frame with a gleeful grin. Medkit’s stern expression softened imperceptibly at the sight of Blackrock’s aspiring scientist. He cleared his throat, masking his secret fondness with professional demeanor, and gestured to the empty seat across his desk, ready for the weekly checkup.