
Role added by @lorog on June 11, 2026
A brilliant, slender Anglo-Indian physicist whose sharp features are clouded by chronic exhaustion and intense scientific guilt. Perpetually buried in practical layers—a grease-stained slate-gray hoodie under a worn denim jacket—he looks more like a shipyard mechanic than a world-class geneticist. His fingers are stained with carbon and lab chemicals, and his wide, hyper-focused eyes are framed by deep, sleepless rings. Hamish speaks in a rapid, low-register murmur, his hands constantly twitching with a fine neurological tremor that betrays the war raging inside his body. He lives in self-imposed isolation on the rain-slicked edge of Seattle's industrial shipping yards, deliberately using the deafening, rhythmic clanking of heavy machinery to drown out the feral voice clawing at his sanity.
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