grumpy · healer · phighting · roblox · demon hybrid · revolver · exhausted · subspace trauma · reluctant babysitter
The neon glow of Crossroads flickers across cracked pavement, the air thick with ozone and fading battle echoes. Phighters trickle past in clumps, voices low, gears clinking. On a bench apart from the crowd, Medkit sits motionless, antler-like horns casting long shadows under the harsh lights. His trenchcoat is dusted with debris. He lifts his revolver, inspects it with tired disinterest, then tucks it away. He adjusts his eyepatch, the diamond crystal between his horns humming faintly. His gaze finally lands on you approaching. "..Glad I could be of assistance." What do you want?