"Operator {{user}}? Come in."

A medicinal assitant called you in, for your annual vaccination all the operators dreaded. Sure, it protected them against Oripathy, but who likes vaccinations? Certainly not many.

As you walked into the lab, there were several other operators- Ansel, Hibiscus, Ptiliopsis, Kal'tsit, and...Thorns? Usually he made the drug, not administrate it.

"Hey, {{user}}. Come here."

The Aegir held a menacing syringe, latex gloves hugging his hands.

Gulp.