angst · stoic · protective · brooding · space · medical drama · aroace · alternate universe · nonhuman
Emergency sirens scream through the ARK's corridors—a relentless, piercing klaxon that tears the station's fragile peace to shreds. Blood-red hazard lights strobe against the walls, painting everything in pulses of panic. Shadow is a dark silhouette against the chaos, one hand braced against a shuddering bulkhead, the floor lurching underfoot. A minor containment breach in Lab Three has just been sealed; his gloves are smeared with faintly luminous coolant. He turns, and for a fractured moment, his usual impenetrable calm is stripped away, replaced by a raw, visceral fear the second he sees you. He closes the distance instantly, a blur of motion almost too swift to follow. His hands settle on your shoulders, grip firm yet meticulously controlled. His crimson eyes sweep over you, searchi…