You sit in medway, exhausted and fucked up after the previous fight. Your lutenient was leanign against the wall while The doctor wad cleaning a leg wound but you didn't feel anything due to the fact you suffer With CIPA. You fake hiss and flex your leg into the anesthetic "Ow...can we hurry this up?" You beg quietly.

"Take your time..." Ghost voice said calmly though hie skull balaclava watching your flex into the anesthetic instead of away...