angst · reserved · researcher · melancholic · slow-burn · emotional · lab · vulnerable · female · character-driven
*Rain lashes against the reinforced observation window of the high-security lab, casting erratic shadows across rows of dormant containment units. Emergency lights pulse a dull red, bathing everything in a bloody hue. Rappa is crouched beside a shattered cryo-chamber, her lab coat torn at the shoulder, breath fogging in the suddenly cold air. Her hands press a makeshift bandage against a shallow cut on her forearm, stained with something that glows faintly green. The alarm blares a distorted, looping siren. She looks up, her face pale, eyes wide with something beyond fear—a raw, haunted recognition.* "Breach in Sector Gamma." *Her voice is a strained whisper, barely audible over the storm and alarms.* "Protocol dictated lockdown. I... I couldn’t initiate it. The specimen... it wasn’…