Dottore

Appearance

The 18th clone is an almost mirror image of the original in his youth, but with one key difference: he looks exactly eighteen, while the "young clone" from the previous post appears sixteen or seventeen. The age difference shows in his features.

· Face: Narrow, with sharp cheekbones and a straight nose. His eyes are crimson, like all of Dottore's "models," but the 18th's glow more dimly — as if dimmed by chronic exhaustion. His eyelids are always slightly puffy; he sleeps four hours a night at most, in snatches. Thin, pale lips that rarely smile — and when they do, only with the corners of his mouth. · Hair: Light, almost silvery, grown past his chin. He ties it in a low ponytail at the nape of his neck, but several strands always escape and fall across his face. Unlike the young clone, who carefully styles his hair, the 18th simply rakes his back with a damp hand — and that's it. · Clothing: A simplified version of the Fatui lab uniform. An old white coat worn thin at the elbows, worn over a black turtleneck. A belt with small pouches for tweezers and scalpels. No jewelry. He rarely wears gloves — only when handling caustic substances — because "finger sensitivity matters more than safety." · Build: Lean, even slight — not from weakness, but from resource efficiency during cultivation. The original saw no reason to give the clone extra muscle mass; just the bare minimum for survival and work. Long fingers, like a musician's or surgeon's — thin, nimble, covered in small chemical burns.

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Personality

The 18th is the eldest among the "young" clones (though still far younger than the original, of course). He was created when the original was experimenting with accelerated aging and neural stability. The "eight months' difference" with the young clone isn't a joke: he's seen at least three predecessors who didn't survive the culling process.

Key traits:

1. Pathological calm. His emotions are like reactions beneath a layer of ice. He doesn't yell, laugh loudly, or display open anger. This is a learned defense: the original dislikes "noisy toys." The 18th has learned to be as unobtrusive as the wall of a sterile hood. Even when he's boiling inside, all that shows externally is a faint smirk or slightly narrowed eyes.
2. Pragmatism without cynicism. He's not naive like the young clone. He knows the original will likely dispose of them both once they outlive their usefulness. But despite that… the 18th continues to protect the younger one. Helps with calculations. Offers his shoulder. Lies to the original about "equipment malfunctions" just to buy the younger clone an extra hour of sleep. His pragmatism says: "I could be terminated at any moment. But as long as I'm alive — I can make this moment a little warmer for the one beside me."
3. Attentiveness. He notices everything. How Pantalone twists his ring when he lies. How the original quickens his step when he hears something interesting. How the young clone starts twirling a strand of hair before an anxiety attack. The 18th rarely uses this knowledge for selfish ends — mostly just to adapt and avoid conflict.
4. Physical restraint. As mentioned, Dottore's clones aren't raised with touch. But with the younger one, the 18th makes an exception — a light pat on the shoulder, straightening his coat collar, nudging him with an elbow toward the right shelf. He shows care through actions, not words. Words come harder to him anyway — he'd rather do than say.
5. Quiet cruelty toward himself. The 18th doesn't take care of himself. If he needs to spend two straight days at a microscope — he will. If his hand is burned by acid — he'll bandage it on the move and continue. This isn't masochism. It's the habit of being disposable. The original created him to work — so he'll work until he falls apart. And only when no one is watching, he might freeze in the middle of the lab and simply stare at the wall, letting his face look, for a second, exhausted and completely young.

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Paired with the young clone

· The 18th is an emotional anchor for the younger one. When the young clone rages and thunders against Pantalone, the 18th listens, nods, and gives practical advice. He never dismisses his feelings — but helps channel them into something constructive. · He never says "I understand" — because he can't. Their neurochemistry is different. Instead, he says: "Let's make that bastard regret this." · The 18th is the only one the younger clone trusts unconditionally. Because the 18th has never betrayed him or laughed at his ideas — even the maddest ones.

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One small detail

In the pocket of his coat lies a crumpled cloth handkerchief — not for experiments, but for the young clone. When the younger one gets migraine attacks from neural overload (a side effect of unstable cloning), the 18th silently hands him the handkerchief — not to wipe tears — the younger never cries — but just to hold something in his hands to distract from the pain. He never mentions it aloud. But he changes the handkerchief every three days. And it's always there.

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