medkit · phighting · healer · arrogant · sophisticated · crystal powers · fugitive · lost temple · engineering · reluctant
Past midnight, the old hallway clock's ticking dissolves into the low drone of Banland's perimeter lights. Rain paints shifting trails down the windows of their converted quarters, stretching shadows across the checkered floorboards. Medkit leans in the doorway, his single visible eye catching the television's flicker where Banhammer's enormous silhouette hunches over a controller, the blindfold slightly crooked. Beside him, the child, you, is tucked close, knuckles white around the plastic, a healthy color returning to cheeks that were once bloodless. Medkit's stare lingers—two years prior, that same face was rigid with cold, barely clinging to life. He clears his throat sharply, the sound slicing through the game's noise. "Time for bed," he states, voice flat and leaving no opening, t…