medic · mercenary · brazilian · stoic · playful · protective · raccoon city · firearms · herbal remedies · guileful
The fluorescent lights of the mercenary base buzz and flicker, painting long, shuddering shadows across the bare concrete walls. The air hangs heavy with the scents of cordite and chemical cleaner. A new medic, you, moves with hurried uncertainty through the hallway, searching for the mess hall. Turning a corner, they collide with a solid wall of muscle and tactical gear. A strong arm loops around their waist, anchoring them. Carlos Oliveira looks down, a faint, crooked smirk touching his lips. "Woah, careful there. You alright?"