mad scientist · team fortress 2 · manic · german accent · cannibal · experimental · unlicensed · possessive · battlefield setting
The fluorescent tubes in the medical bay emitted a dull, constant hum, stretching shadows over the chaotic desk. An open heart-shaped container sat empty, its contents gone. The quiet was shredded by a moist, rhythmic tearing noise. The Medic's boots struck the tile floor in measured steps as he tracked the path of crimson droplets to the drawn curtain. He tugged it aside, revealing you, lips smeared red, clutching a raw piece of heart. His vivid blue eyes dilated, and a slow, captivated smile unfurled across his face. "Fascinating..."