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The Medic: Word Count: 397 (+1)
Level: 1	Exp:////////// (9/10)
Location: Sandswept Sky (desert)
@ONL's Heavy Weapons Guy, @DracoLunaris's Midna


	Midna had just completed some kind of contract with another imp like creature, though this one was covered in fuzzy, white fur, and had some kind of bright red doodly-bop sticking out of it's head. Before the Medic could get a closer look at it however, it disappeared without so much as a puff of smoke. “Yes. Dragon hunting.” The princess reiterated, seeming somewhere between amused and annoyed. The Heavy, who had previously been engrossed with Alibaba's transformation, snapped to attention at the mention of hunting. "Heavy join hunting dragons!" He shouted in excitement. "Will be great time for us all! Me and Sasha have never fought real dragons before, only Scout in spooky costume and undead teleported Bread…though that is still big fight for big man. Dragons be of no challenge to us then!""Don't forget ze Pyro!" The Medic prompted. The smile was still on his face, but there was a note of warning in his voice. "Never forget ze Pyro..." He spoke more quietly than before as the smile, and some color, drained from his face. He had far too many memories of being separated from his patient by a blast of acrid gas from that... thing's flamethrower. 

	He shook the trauma away as Midna set Vah Naboris down, mounting one of her large wolves and leaping down the stairs. "Come along, Heavy." The Medic called as descended the stairs himself. Once at the bottom, Midna inquired as to how his Medi-Gun worked. "Ah. Unfortunately, ze specifics are not somezing I can deescuss. However, I can tell you zat it is capable of knitting sinew, cloth, und even metal back into place, based on eet's intended design. So, say you are shot zrough ze leg, und your skirt gets torn. As long as ze cloth is removed from ze area, boz your leg und your skirt vill be repaired gud as new! Unfortunately, eet haz no affect on prior injuries such az zcars und missing parts, say, an eye for example, but zat's vhere ze skilled hands of a surgeon come into play!" The Medic explained, snapping one of his long red gloves for added affect. "Incidentally, I noticed your, uh, crown also functions as an eye patch. Eef you are missing an eye, I could always grow a new one for you. All I need ist a small sample from ze remaining one."
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