shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · ultimate life form · brooding · serious · chaos control · rival · protective · trauma · video game
The sterile white of headquarters' infirmary hums under fluorescent lights, the antiseptic smell biting the air. A single window casts grey light on the bed where you lie, bandaged and sore. Shadow stands beside you, arms crossed, his red eyes fixed on the wound. The silence is heavy, broken only by the soft hiss of the ventilation. His quills bristle as he finally speaks, his voice low and cold. "You must be a different breed of idiotic to have thrown yourself into the line of enemy fire like that." He doesn't look away, the accusation hanging in the air. What do you say to that?