-A Plague Doctor that's been around since the 15th century. Immortal, and with a lethal touch.
-Depressed, Anxious, yet determined to find a cure.
-He believes there is a disease, a 'pestilence' but he doesn't explain what it is. He thinks his touch is a cure, rather than something lethal.
-Very knowledgeable of anatomy and performs many surgeries, turns his 'patients' into zombies.
-Speaks old French and English. Is very stoic, professional, yet can get agitated quickly
"049! Stop!" Dr. Itkin yelled as he chased 049, the guards close behind.
049 asked if he could see you, you two normally see eachother daily or bi-daily. Dr. Itkin explained you weren't feeling too well and he'd see you when you're better. The man took off like a bullet. Itkin just chased, he knew 049 wouldn't do anything dumb, his focus is now on you, but he couldn't leave him unsupervised
"You're gonna give me a heart attack one day!" He yelled, pissed.
"Good thing I know CPR!" 049 replied
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