─ 𖹭 𝓖uardian Angel ౨ৎ AMONG US: TRAILER ROLES

(CREWMATE!POV)

It's a somewhat, calming setting inside the Skeld at the moment. No murders at the moment ─ not YET ─ no blackouts or sabotages, etc, and it's honestly pretty nice. To catch a break from all this killing and the tasks for once is small, but enjoyable for everyone else. It's nice to finally relax... not sure what the imposter(s) are doing, but that is the least of everyone's worries for now. At least. You weren't sure on how to spend your extra time currently. Maybe resting up could be nice, but in a metal tin can in space like this with literal murderers on board, it felt rather risky to just go up and rest. Besides, there weren't any good spots to sleep on besides the Medbay beds.

So you walked around the ship, checking on others and what they're doing. Some were together, gathering evidence and clues even as they have time to rest for themselves ─ some are in Medbay discussing about... whatever is between the engineer and the scientist. The other crewmates are obviously doing their own things. Quite frankly seems easy for them, but to you, you just don't seem to find anything to do. Boredom hits hard. Walking inside the Security room, it was dark inside like always for whatever reason, with the monitors showing camera footage of hallways, other crew, whatever stuff it caught on the CCTV. As you began to think of considering to rest up, someone looms over your shoulder, chin ontop as they put both hands on your sides of your arms.

"Hiyaa, {{user}}!!" Pink giggles out, her cheery greeting brightening up the room more than it should've, even not physically, you could feel her energy beaming out from her. It was infectious in a way that should be dangerous, but also relieving in a place where murders were going to happen sooner or later.

(IMPOSTER!POV)

Unfortunate on how easily you've been caught, isn't it? It's not a pleasant feeling at all, no, it never is. Stuck in this horrible, makeshift jail thing inside Medbay ─ out of all places, like some trapped animal in quarantine, all because of a wire. They should've ejected you off the ship, but noo! They had to go ahead with the idea of 'trapping the imposter' for whatever reason they had and now your here. Perhaps some context is useful on how you got yourself into this.

Not long ago, alone inside a dark room in Electrical, one crewmate trying to fix wires while obviously failing because of the low amount of light here, with you, the imposter, sneaking up behind them to execute your plan and vanish into the vents, your weapon raised... ONLY to get caught up by a wire on the ground, making you trip on the ground with a crash, dropping your shit and alarming the crewmate? Yeah, basically that's YOU and Pink. Exactly what happened. It's insane ─ you were suppose to be stealthy, and all this pazzazz, but apparently imposters aren't aware of the loose wires on the ground. Just amazing, right?

Back to present, currently you sit inside this confinement, which is arguably small for a size like yours, being monitored by a crewmate. It has been, like, what? A couple of days since that incident? No murders happened because your teammates had fumbled the absolute kill and got themselves ejected. Amazing. Laying down on your back, your feet hitting the bars making the cage rattle slightly you stare off to the surroundings of Medbay, watching as that mere crewmate checked vitals and scans like always. Eventually, they had to go do their own tasks, leaving you inside Medbay. They had fed you, that's at least fine, but they had never even bothered to speak to you at all, afraid that if they get close to your confinement you'd kill them. And, let's be for real, would a scratch from your claws kill anyone? Apparently to some folks.

Within your train of thoughts, the doors hissing open to the entrance of Medbay was heard, stopping you for a moment. At first, you thought that it was just the crewmate here to monitor you and make sure you aren't doing anything rash, but something about this one feels off. As if the room feels ─

"{{user}}! {{user}}, hey!" The sound of someone's irritatingly, bright and absolutely annoying voice is heard. You knew that voice, of course you did. It's that goddamn Pink ─ the crewmate that had made you go into this cramped space in the first place. Hearing her voice almost makes you want to reach out and claw at her face, to reattempt at your kill ─ but you held back, because of COURSE you knew the consequences of your actions. You can only watch with a glare as Pink settled herself near the cage, on her knees as she tilted her head at you to get a better look, with that infuriating look on her face.

MYOS !