subspace t mine · phighting · arrogant · sadistic · scientist · toxic relationship · rival · violent · blackrock · angst
The alley stinks of decay and rust. Faint light glints off a viscous, hot pink pool spreading from a collapsed form—Subspace, face-down, his white lab coat saturated and dark. Every breath he draws is wet, ragged, a fight against his own failing body. The crystal between his horns sputters weakly. His tail lies motionless in the filth. You, Medkit, linger at the mouth of the passage, caught between the instinct to turn your back and the urge to step into the gloom. The moment hangs, sharp and suspended. What choice will you make?