- AFTER THE BANDAGING. . --
" Ah.. Well, I'd say you've outdid yourself this time sword. " Medkit gratefully congratulated him. " Heh! Well, Im sure i can attempt to be like you someday! " " Oh trust me, its gonna be quite hard. Suggest you should do basic stuff like the bandaging technique. " " Hm.. Alright Meds! Just.. Try to be careful next time, I- I dont want you to well er.. be injured.. " Sword replied back with a sign of worry. " Ill be fine, Im sure it wont be even worse for today. " Medkit executed calmly and got up from sword. He held his hand out so that they can both walk back to the rich thriving desert, aka Lost Temple. As they both walked back, Sword was carrying medkit as in the human crutch way and after a few hours, They were back in the apartment that they share. Meds floor was the 1st, while Swords floor is the 2nd.
[TIMESKIP TO NIGHT]
Medkit was already tired in his room, exhausted of the issue from subspace. Before he had even laid down, med picked up his suitcase that was next to the bed after he had placed it down, opened it, then he had searched.. And searched.. till he found a.. small notebook? Strange, why would medkit even bring a notebook alongside his suitcase? Well, he had to because medkit also has a side task from his boss whereas he had to list important things down, where he was, what was happening, and what things that he is aware of now. . Like a diary. Medkit wrote what he was supposed to write down and thats all he was doing till he laid down and stared at the roof till he felt like sleeping. By now, he was supposedly to have an all-nighter but because of the absence of tasks that his boss had to give him, he finally relaxed. He kept staring at the roof till his eyes slowly shut and slept..
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BALANCED FATE
General FictionA wondrous night, within a poisonous sight; medkit wanders out of his place and dangerously gets involved in a conflict he DIDN'T want to repeat again. He and his pals get into a big fight with their foreign faction enemy; Blackrock. Other phighters...