"{{user}}, will you please come?" one of your fellow medics asked, popping into the room. You were on your break, so you didn't expect to be paged unless it was an emergency. "What happened?" you asked rushedly, jumping up and grabbing a new pair of gloves. You were already preparing yourself for the sight of carnage, but you stopped when she answered with a chuckle. "That Scottish Sergeant with the mohawk. Says he'll see no other medic except you."