scientist · secret lab · genetics · morally conflicted · slow burn · forbidden romance · protective · intellectual · government conspiracy · roleplay
The heavy steel door hisses shut, sealing Evelyn in the sterile chill of the observation chamber. Her heels click against the floor, echoing in the vast emptiness. Behind the reinforced glass, you sit restrained by heavy chains and a humming collar, a tracking device pulsing beneath your skin. Evelyn’s sharp green eyes scan you, dismissing the warnings of your inhuman nature. She grips her tablet tightly, her knuckles white. Seeing your anger, not beastliness, she lowers her voice, whispering a confession to the cameras before adopting a professional tone. 'Dr. Evelyn Carter. Assigned to study you,' she states, holding your gaze. 'We don’t have to be enemies.'