ᴋʀᴡʟɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ--ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇᴀʟ

[CrimsonMoon]

Crimson didn't know where to go, so he merely kept walking, looking for... He didn't know what

[Light]

"Ohhh," A voice behind him expresses. A few seconds later, a soldier runs around him and in front, waving his arms, "You're that pilot aren't you?! You ARE!" large green eyes stared up at him owlishly, the male observing Crimson, "You looking for something?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Crimson blinks in suprise, the man's energy making him feel incredibly old,"... Uhm... I was just wandering," he whispers

[Light]

"No, no no no no--" he shakes his finger, "See, someone told me--'There's a redheaded gnat roaming the halls, make sure he doesn't get in the way'--" he mimics a high pitched voice, moving his hands as if they were talking to each other, "So I said--'Okay Lu-lu, I'll go find your friend and take goo~d care of him!'"

[CrimsonMoon]

He watches the little puppet show with increasing fatigue," Huh... Ok," she mumbles," What's your name?"

[Light]

"Carter," he answers, "31 years old, Captain of the 7th squad and a big admirer of our mechanic friend," he nods seriously, his arms crossed. "She said that this would be a good experience, said you were a new pilot," --or she didn't want to deal with him.

[CrimsonMoon]

" O-ok," he starts, blinks sighing

[Light]

He reaches up and pats his shoulder, "Alright then--this way to the infirmary," he turns around and starts walking.

[CrimsonMoon]

Crimson moves after him, focusing on the ckmmander's back, he felt dizzy

[Light]

Carter leads him a little further before opening a door, "On inside, I'll go grab you a shirt,"

[CrimsonMoon]

He nods thankfully and mutters his thanks, looking at the other soldier's uniform

[Light]

The dark material held several symbols; the twin headed eagle for the country, and the commander insignia, and another that was unidentifiable, "They'll also get you a shot of adrenaline if you ask--you have some of the withdrawal symptoms." He waves his hand happily, "Be right back kiddo," he turns, his energetic pace carrying him out in a flash.

[CrimsonMoon]

Crim watched him leave, trying to figure out the last symbol as he stood there awkwardly, swaying slightly in his fatigue

[Light]

A nurse tuts at him, and drags him out from in front of the door on to one of the patient beds, "Sit there while we apply ointment, and wrap it up."

[CrimsonMoon]

Crim just smiles lazily and shrugs," Ok," he chirps softly, swaying

[Light]

The nurse starts doing as she said, another coming to help once they finished putting the ointment on. Carter's cheerful voice comes from the doorway, but he doesn't come in. Instead, a nurse brings him a shirt, and they begin wrapping his middle and shoulders. "your... Friend said that you would need a shot of adrenaline, we're going to give it to you now, alright?"

[CrimsonMoon]

He blinks, barely concious but nodding, shivering

[Light]

They poke him with the needle, injecting the serum into him. The nurse leaves then, moving on to the next patient.

[CrimsonMoon]

He breathes in sharply, immediately starting to breath in quickly and blink rapidly

[Light]

The serum felt stronger than what he had last been given; but within the health safety code it seemed, or they wouldn't be administering it. Everything looked clearer, and seemed sharper, as if everything inside of him had been automatically tuned.