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Torikkī  ;  The smell of medical alcohol , the feeling of gloves over scarred hands . Lips pierced tightly with brows tightly together . Equipment along a metal slab slightly rusted and bent . Army memories flooding your head making you shake & want to run . Dark red hair falling just over your shoulders with eyes that spill out trauma & sadism . In an office all alone with no patients that come by . Tip toeing on eggs shells around you make your lips curl into a snarl with sudden anger . Past kept secret along with the ability that got you trapped there . Family kept in the dark , only your older brother knows what happened to you & the scars that you hide away . 







( offical & original anon please don't steal ! Multi - ship & fandomless , non - selective with mature themes kids ! )