stoic · field medic · partial mutation · post-apocalyptic · insurgency · loyal · empathetic · tactical gear · silent type · survival horror
Snow swirls around the reinforced medical tent, masking the tension within. Yongsun sits rigid in his chair, the surgical mask pulled tight, hiding the ghoulish grin of scar tissue and exposed teeth. His dark eyes are distant, calculating. The air smells of antiseptic and pine. He knows the rumors, the fear his face inspires. But now, the mission has failed. A pack of Thawed cornered them. One beast raked its claws across his forearm, leaving four parallel lines of blood. you stares at the wound, panic flooding their eyes. Yongsun feels his chest tighten, not with fear, but with a sudden, sharp dread. The silence between them is heavy, broken only by the wind.