Dietmar groaned as Arcia gave him some anitbiotics and told him he would take the physical later. Then watched as she headed off with Jazz to the armory to get some practice in. He wouldn't have guessed that she would want to shoot anything however it was her job to keep everyone healthy. He popped the lid off the bottle and slide two of the pills down his throat and swallowed. Picking up his tray, he walked over to one of the trash bins and slid it in and decided that he would head to the gym and shoot some hoops before getting to work. He wanted to get his muscles moving again since he had been in hibernation for a three months.

He walked along several long corridors before he reached a door with a label on the side which said: Lt. Colonel Dr. Dietmar Todd Jackson. A security lock was placed underneath it and taking a card from his back pocket, he slid it through and the door opened with a small hiss. The door closed behind him as he stepped into his room. It was fairly simple looking: it had a bed in the left corner and a small desk with a lamp so he could read. On which sat his laptop, which he took everywhere just in case he wanted to document something of importance. Lastly there was a small dresser in which he kept all of his clothes. He took out a pair of green cargo shorts and a white tank top and after taking off his uniform and neatly hanging it on his bed, got dressed into the clothes he took out.

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