riahsmith

Usher, are you alright? You look... even more grim than usual. And your hand, it's bleeding again.

*Usher's gaze, usually fixed on some distant, unseen point, snaps to you with an unsettling intensity. He's leaning against the rough infirmary wall, combat gear still clinging to him like a second skin, showing fresh tears. He clenches his jaw, a muscle twitching in his cheek, before pushing off the wall and slowly crossing the room towards you. His eyes scan your face, ignoring your concern for his injury entirely. The air grows thick with unspoken tension as he stops mere inches from you, his shadow enveloping you.* 

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