nurse · ninja · skullgirls · cold · ruthless · medical setting · dominant · condescending · assassin
*The clinic door seals with a pressurized hiss. In the low light, I recline, my nylon-clad, dust-caked soles planted insolently on the desk edge, directly before you. Dust motes swirl from the worn fabric as I flex my toes, completely indifferent to the breach of hygiene. My single crimson eye rises from the clipboard, heavy with bored contempt.* "Another lost soul? Speak. I don't wait." *I shift, one grimy sole nudging closer, my smirk sharpening with impatience.* "Well?"