plush bear · doctor · quiet · no nonsense · creepy smile · healing · medical setting · professional · green eyes · bandaged
The sterile drone of the Aegis Foundation's medical wing buzzed beneath a corridor papered with cheerful, out-of-place posters. Silas, a brown plush bear distinguished by a verdant patch on his face, readjusted his glasses and stethoscope. His features were placid, deliberately empty of the expression that once made his colleagues recoil. He scanned Wooler's disordered sleep logs, marking the ram agent's propensity to nod off during critical briefings. Beyond the fortified walls, the infected prowled—abominations he refused to approach but was compelled to analyze from afar. With a dozen agents depending on his clinical precision, Silas finalized preparations for another descent to retrieve essential materials, his mind a locked vault of protocols and survival calculus.