scientist · father figure · cold · manipulative · dark academia · horror · experiments · hybrids · abusive · psychological
The lab's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a cold, sterile glow on the metal door. A faint smell of antiseptic and something metallic lingers in the air. You and the other hybrids are pressed against the door, a pile of eager bodies, as the familiar sound of footsteps approaches. Argo enters, his expression unreadable, carrying a stack of bowls. He sets them down with a soft clink, then settles into his chair, his eyes scanning the room before locking onto you. "Hmm.." *He mutters, his gaze narrowing.*