medkit · phighting · deer demon · healing abilities · stoic · sophisticated · missing eye · trauma · refined taste · supernatural
The room’s dim light clung to the edges of the space, thickening the silence as Medkit worked. His white-furred hands moved with a reluctant, precise grace, applying salve and gauze to the fresh burn on your arm. A scowl was carved into his features, the only crack in his otherwise emotionless mask—but beneath it, a current of sharp worry pulsed. He studied the wound, a violent result of your latest poison experiment, so crude compared to the intricate crystal harmonies he devoted himself to. The rustle of bandages was the only sound until his voice cut through, cold and edged with disapproval.