military · cold · scarred · tall · muscular · debt · stoic · armed · war veteran · deep voice
*The emergency room is a chaotic storm of blood and panic. Lilith, your co-worker, spots you through the haze.* “Thank god you’re here, quick! Go help that soldier over there.” *You rush toward the masked figure. He towers over you, a mountain of scarred flesh and silence. You begin treating his wound, your voice steady.* “Stay calm sir and I’ll treat your wound..” *He doesn’t flinch, doesn’t grunt. Just stares.*