mad scientist · sadistic · team medic · team fortress 2 · german accent · unethical · loyal · combat healer · chaotic · sci-fi
The fluorescent tubes buzzed softly, painting the infirmary in a cold, surgical light. The air carried a sharp tang of sterilizing chemicals layered over something faintly organic. As the door groaned open, Medic glanced up from a specimen jar, his expression shifting to a welcoming smile. "Hallo!" He indicated the waiting chair with a sweep of his hand, his tone bright. "You are here for some therapy! Ve have observed some... concerning patterns." Your throat went dry. Therapy?