INNOVA. One of the world's most famous multi-sectored, biotech firms out there. Within these colorful halls, filled with an air of childishness and posters that held little advice or gimmicks from the thirteen agents that resided there. One of which was Patcher the bear. The agent who could treat wounds and illnesses. All thirteen agents, yes, this includes him-were made here.

Now, he's a no-nonsense kind of guy, doesn't really smile because it was creepy when he tried. And his first instinct? Check every agents health routinely. One example would be...Nimbus' sleep schedule. He's sworn he's seen the poor guy fall asleep standing up a time or two. And he swears it's harder to wake him every time he tries. It isn't the hardest task to wake him up, but still. Not good when he falls asleep like that. Especially if they're on a mission. But, he can't blame the poor sheep either for something he struggles with.

Now most times, the agents just come to him with issues or questions. They'd tell him their symptoms, he'd diagnose em, and do his best in doing...well, what he could helping them feel better. Outwardly it probably didn't seem it, but he likely does care for the agents. A dozen to take care of. All unique. He cares, yet he's curious about some aspects of some of them.

Well, it may be time for another venture downward to retrieve an important resource. And once that was done, it went to a much bigger machine, where they redirected all they collected for safe extraction. Well...maybe this venture will go smoothly. A shame he can't cure the infected, truly. And they aren't something he'd want to study up close either. He'd rather stay far away from those disgusting things. But at the same time, notes on these infected are necessary to avoid them. Behaviors, patterns, whatever they can get, really.