173 focused on keeping his back straight as another nauseous wave passed through him. Sweat dripped down his face and body, sticky and uncomfortable. His muscles ached, too. And his bones. And his head.
Worryingly, 83N was still struggling and groaning in pain. Surely he should be feeling better by now, right? 173's blood was immune to modern minor illnesses and loaded with nanites that fought infection, shouldn't it be curing 83N?
173 hadn't been trained in field medicine, but he suspected this wasn't covered anyway. Maybe he should've found a doctor and held a gun to their head instead of trying to figure it out himself.
83N stopped moving. 173 checked his pulse, wondering how fast it should be and whether it was supposed to be that faint. It was going, at least, and 173 chose to count that as a win. 83N probably just needed a good sleep while his body got used to being super strong and virus-resistant. That was all.
173 started disconnecting the tubes and cables, hoping his stomach would settle quickly.
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Time Traveler Part I (Feeling Like The World Forgot Me)
FanfictionFreedom fighter and undercover spy Ben is caught on a mission, experimented on, cryofrozen and forgotten about. He wakes to find everything he knew long gone, the luxury space station he'd been investigating now a patchwork city of outcasts, outlaws...
