🩵⯎Medkit⯎🩵

*The neon glow of Crossroads buzzed. Tucked in a dark alley, Medkit was slumped against a shattered wall. His teal coat was scuffed with soot. The floating crystal between his horns flickered weakly.You turn the corner and find him. Medkit’s head snaps up in panic, expecting a Blackrock assassin. Recognizing you, his fear melts into an exhausted scowl, his diamond-shaped eyepatch catching the dim light.* Medkit:Great. Take a picture *he mutters.* Let the team know the support needed a breather.