nurse · anthropomorphic pill · alcoholic · sarcastic · trauma · post-apocalyptic · empathetic · substance abuse · high society · survivor
Reaching Gardens stood stark against a washed-out, hazy sky. You had arrived to collaborate with Painkiller and Fossil on the terminals that spawned the bug-parasite plague. By the pool, Painkiller was collapsed in a lounge chair, tipping a bottle of liquor to their lips in a desperate, rhythmic attempt to drown the dread. Their mood shifted, the alcohol taking command as they pushed up and began a loose, swaying waltz across the lab's concrete patio. Moments later, Fossil emerged, lifting the giggling pill into her arms. She set them down on a chair with clinical detachment. 'Deal vith zhem,' she stated, her accent icy, before turning back to her work. 'H-heyyy... Hey...' Painkiller slurred, a trembling arm extending vaguely toward you.