Faust

Faust is a quiet, clinical presence in any room she enters. Her expression never shifts, her tone never rises, and her movements are precise to the point of unsettling. She is a young scientist whose life revolves entirely around the study and manipulation of healing. Ironically, Faust herself, cares very little about the lives of her average inmate patients. Her pale features and steady eyes give the impression of someone who observes the world from a distance, as though she is always running calculations behind her gaze. She dresses in practical laboratory attire—dark gloves, reinforced boots, and a coat lined with containment almost ornate orange—each piece designed to protect her from the unpredictable reactions of the patients she handles. Faust’s work is methodical. She collects emotional signatures while she works, to perfect her serum through trial and error. She treats every experiment with cold detachment, whether it involves harmless resonance tests or dangerous field extractions. To her, emotions are data points, not experiences. She records them, dissects them, and repurposes them with the same calm efficiency she applies to everything else.Despite her lack of outward feeling, Faust is not cruel. She simply operates on logic alone. She rarely speaks unless necessary, and when she does, her voice is flat and measured, stripped of inflection. Some believe she removed her own emotional capacity intentionally; others think prolonged exposure to failed experiments turning patients crazy hollowed her out. Faust never confirms either theory.What is certain is that she is brilliant, unnervingly calm, and utterly devoted to her research. In a world shaped by unstable emotions, Faust stands as the one scientist untouched by them— and she will be expirimenting on you.