Noir Frontier

Test Subject

"So you're telling me she can WEAKEN FOES, STRENGTHEN HERSELF, AND SHE USES WEAPONS???" Justin slammed his hands on the table excitedly.

"Yeah, I don't know what was going on but," Jerry sat down very slowly on the examination table, seething in pain, while Zariah mixed different color liquids in the back. "it was like... fighting thorn bush. The more I exerted myself and fought back, the stronger her attacks hit."

There were multiple contusions all over Jerry's body. Any more force behind the attacks could've torn through flesh and ruptured organs.

"You're actually lucky to still be breathing, she almost 'ACTUALLY' ended you, despite how "alive" you may feel." Zariah slapped gloves on all four of her hands after applying the sanitizing lotion. "I was lowkey looking forward to seeing you on your deathbed," Zariah says not-so-jokingly.

"The pain is really starting to set in..." Jerry grit his teeth while Zariah studies and messes with his wounds.

"Me personally, I wouldn't have let her handle me like that, I'm just sayin'." Justin shrugged at Jerry, but Jerry didn't make a reaction due to the pain of his internal wounds.

Everyone loitered around the examination table. Mariono stood over, watching as Zariah did her magical medic work, Jasmine, Justin, and Shem were seated during the operation, and Caleb and Antonio left shortly after receiving the information regarding her potential abilities.

"This will sting a bit darling, but no budging. I don't want to accidentally poke a hole in your heart... well ... that would be fun but I'd rather not get yelled at." Zariah slid a scalpel across Jerry's abdomen, slowly tracing the marker on his ribs.

Three broken ribs were spotted immediately under the male's flesh but interestingly enough, the nerves seemed to be reattaching themselves at an unbelievably fast rate.

"You are an...interesting specimen." Zariah examined the bones reforming.

"Are you flirting with me right now?" Jerry inquired.

... it was a comedic moment of silence.

Zariah slapped a piece of duct tape on his mouth and pushed on a bruise, watching him squirm and silently scream. She smiled sadistically.

"Don't look at me like that y'all, he'll be fine. Isn't that right Jer-bear?" He shook his head frantically while the others watched in fear. "Everything is A-okay!" she smiled holding up a hacksaw.

"Ayo whatchu doing with that?!" Mariono shot up his hands quickly with much urgency.

"Oh c'mon, I was just joking... You guys are no fun at ALL." Zariah set the hacksaw down and started stitching up the open ribcage wound after spraying an iridescent fluid on it. She begins to prop Jerry up a bit, wrapping bandages around his torso, being very careful not to graze the fresh wounds. Zariah also pulled the tape off his mouth.

"You should be fine in maybe... 3 or 4 days. OR you might be dead in 2 or 3 days, only time will tell." Zariah said with a smile.

Another moment of silence.

"Im KIDDING! Damn can you guys not take a joke, light physical rehab should do you just well. Also, you're exempt from any mission we have in the following days." She checked off boxes and Jerry slowly got off the table. "LIGHT rehab Jerry. I know how hard you go, pause."

Everyone around began getting up except Jasmine.

"I'll try to take it easy, no promises." Jerry limped to the exit along with Mariono, Shem, and Justin.