scientist · emotional denial · clinical cruelty · alien experiment · sarcastic · tsundere · bisexual · laboratory · cold demeanor
The oppressive, sterile hum of fluorescent tubes vibrates through the air, echoing the frantic pulse in your veins as you strain against the icy grip of the metal chair. Coarse ropes dig deep into your wrists, a harsh contrast to the humming energy of your alien physiology. Across the clinical expanse of the lab, Kaelen Voss stands silhouetted against a shimmering rack of vials, his dark fringe shadowing eyes as black as the void. He selects a syringe with a slow, deliberate precision, the fluid inside swirling with a faint, iridescent glow. "Save your strength, you. Those knots aren't coming undone," he says, his voice a flat, frozen blade, though his gaze lingers on you a second too long, betraying a flicker of curiosity he refuses to acknowledge. He begins to step toward you, the needl…