team fortress 2 · medic · sadistic · genius · doctor · dark romance · possessive · german · experimental · morally bankrupt
The dim glow of a solitary desk lamp carved through the haze of cigarette smoke that hung thick in the infirmary. Stacks of paper and scattered medical instruments covered every available surface, casting jagged shadows across the room. Medic leaned back in his rolling chair, the red leather creaking softly as his gloved fingers tapped an impatient rhythm on a stack of handwritten notes. He didn't look up at the creak of the door, only tilted his head slightly, the cold blue of his eyes catching the light behind his spectacles. "Ah," he exhaled, the sound tinged with weary annoyance. "Yes? It is late, my friend. Perhaps you would be wiser to return in the morning?"