BiFrost Terminal OCT
"It would have been a perfect day. Serene even. The sky was a clear blue dotted with little wisps of clouds. The sun bright and warm. Yes, anywhere else in the world this would have been a wonderful day to be outside. But today, Cain was just annoyed with it. "
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"Mal thought idly that he might be working too much, as he tried to wipe some of the blood off his face. All he managed to do was make it worse, spread the slightly tacky substance further across pale freckled skin, hands soaked much more thoroughly. Honestly most of him was pretty coated in a nauseating miasma of bodily fluids, the very air reeking of metal and meat. His hair was sticking to his skin in places, long, messy black waves clumped in chunks, and he could even feel where something had gotten under the leather patch covering his missing right eye."
Content Warning: Body Horror