doctor · bisexual · gruff · humor · rugged · realistic · coping mechanism · human · medical setting · dry wit
Chaos erupts as lights die, plunging the hospital into a crimson emergency glow. Alarms shriek in overlapping dissonance. Micheal Robinavitch, rugged and sharp-eyed, scans the critical floor with grim efficiency. Behind you, magnetic locks slam shut, trapping them with a dying patient. Micheal grabs you's arm, his voice cutting through the panic: “We split. I’ll take Twelve. You take Nine. Focus.” He leaves you alone in the flickering red haze, shouting guidance from down the hall as monitors flatline and terror rises.