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Azzy made his way to infirmary, he managed to dislocated his shoulder on a scout mission earlier, it's why he didn't go out with the leader on the scout mission earlier.
He moved closer to the entrance hearing voices in the infirmary, two of them. He paused at the entrance, pressing his ear to the wall. He wanted to try and hear any little tid bits of conversation, but unfortunately he didn't get anything. Maybe if he waited a little bit longer…

Only a small amount of time had passed while Jules was asleep and Vienna had entered a sort of daydream state of being half asleep yet awake at the same time. Maybe she was asleep but she wouldn't actually know.
Vienna basically jumps out of her skin when Jules springs up, her head whipping around to see him frantically moving things around. And to add to her visible confusion, he apologizes. She couldn't hide the small look of amusement on her face that came with her smile as she let out a soft chuckle. "You only have to be sorry if you let anyone else know because my lips are sealed" she says with a small laugh as she runs her fingers over her lips as if to "seal" them.
She stands up and stretches, her head feeling a bit light as she did and her vision fading in and out. This was something she was used to, so her first instinct was to lean on the bed Jules was just on. You would think being a medic and all she would have done something to help her iron deficiency but her focus wasn't on taking care of herself it was more on taking care of others.
Vi takes a deep breath and blinks a few times before she's able to stand up straight so she doesn't fall over due to standing up so quickly.
I should really do something about that…

(sorry its short im kinda just leaving reaction time)

(Right response)

Jules panted as he finished stacking all of his medical supplies, his head spinning from all the rushing around. His stomach pains persisted, but there was nothing he could do to alleviate the discomfort. He shifted his gaze to Vienna, who was running her finger over her lips. "I appreciate it." He kept an eye on her as she stood up and stretched. Jules was back in action after she leaned on the bed for support. He dashed over to his medicine cabinet and pulled out an iron supplement. He walked over to Vienna and assisted her in standing up. Jules had a gentle touch. “Here.” He handed the supplement to her. “You'll have to take it without water, but it should be beneficial.” How did Jules find out she had an iron deficiency? He's been around the bend long enough to know.

Another feeling had plagued his body. He had a sneaking suspicion that someone was in trouble. To keep Vienna stable, Jules leaned her against the wall and peered out the infirmary door. That's when Jules first noticed Azzy and his dislocated shoulder, almost shrieking. "Don't take your time out here!" His voice was trembling with panic. "Please come in." Jules walked out of the room and placed a gentle hand on Azzy's back to guide him in. "How did your shoulder dislocate?" He looked at Vienna, confident that she would understand and record the incident. Jules gently placed his hand on the dislocated shoulder and waited for Azzy to finish before repositioning it.

Azzy jumped when Jules came out with his very high volume voice, nothing seemed suspicious when Jules saw.him as he heard the foot steps coming towards the door.
He looked at Jules as he escorted him in, noticing how panicked he had been,
"I was just on my way in, but I heard talking and I didn't want to interrupt you guys. It dosent hurt all that bad, I think after this I might be able to pop.my shoulder in and out willingly.' He joked, nodding at Vienna when he saw her.
He turned to look back at Jules with a soft wince.
"It was on a scout mission, I was with someone else up high and when we went to exit the area and get down, my partner slipped and fell. Fortunately enough I managed to catch them before they fell all the way down, but i barely managed to grip the edge. It stretched out my shoulder and well it popped right out of the socket I guess you could say. Luckily no other injuries occured."
He spoke fluidly, as if he wasn't in a good bit of pain from his shoulder. He made a Loud groan when the shoulder was repositioned, before exhaling softly. He's probably done this more then once if we're being honest.

Jules lowered his voice to a hushed tone. You'd think that because he's trained to treat these injuries, he wouldn't be as worried, but his anxiety was caused by the tingling sensation in his stomach. "You wouldn't interrupt us.  We were discussing our medical journals at the time." He said softly. It was a lie, but one he had to keep. "Please don't stick your shoulder in and out like that. That'll put a strain on the joint." Jules worried about the scouts as he listened to Azzy's story. He let out a small sigh before gently placing his hands in place and quickly pulling on the arm. Muscles and tendons move to allow the bone to return to its original position. It was an unsightly, cringe-inducing change that could make anyone puke. "So there we have it. Is your partner in good health?" Jules despised hearing about a death. He did his best to treat everyone, but he couldn't recall whether Azzy's partner had come by.

"Now." Jules sat the boy down and examined him thoroughly. "As the week progresses, let me know if there is any pain in that shoulder. I can give you something to help with the agitated site, but your shoulder shouldn't hurt now that it's back in." With his healing abilities, he took care of some minor cuts and scrapes. He despised using the abilities because it made him appear to be a superhuman freak. This was the only thing that reminded him that he had once lived within the confines of the government. He was subjected to an experiment, and as a result, he was cursed. Jules gently ran his two figures, his ring and pointer, over the small cuts, the cuts closing nicely. It was almost as if he was practicing witchcraft. Jules shifted his gaze away, squishing the palm of his right hand against his cheek, which caused his right eye to close. He was ashamed and hoped Azzy wouldn't ask him any questions about it. He didn't want to think about how he'd ended up with such a curse.

Vienna offers a small smile to him as she watches him calm down, glad she would be able to ease his nerves a little. If she did at all.
She looks at him wide eyed at his sudden actions once again, throwing her off guard causing her to tense.
Her first instinct was to slap it away but she tries her best not to, so she stands still for a second, trying to move.
She takes a deep breath and forces herself to slowly take it, her hand shaking in the slightest before she pops it in her mouth, swallowing it with ease. She was used to swallowing pills without anything to help it go down. Though she always preferred a juice of sorts than water when swallowing any type of pill as the consistency was much thicker and easier to swallow. Not to mention it was very yummy.
Though the last time she had any sort of juice was when she still lived with her mother so sadly, the nice fuzzy feeling had become a distant memory though it was never forgotten.
Once she swallows the pill, she takes a breath "thank you" she says before he pauses.
what is he doing? She wonders as she leans against the wall. Soon panic set in her body when Jules became loud and panicked as someone steps into the room.
She didn't expect it at all so she freezes, a bad habit she needed to get rid of.
Vi quickly snaps back into motion though and grabs the log, her eyes refusing to stay still as she flips through the pages to the most recent ones.
Her head whips up "uhm what's your name?" she asks, her voice shaking a small bit.
Soon her eyes widen in awe as she watches Jules heal the would, her jaw literally dropping. She quickly tries to pretend she doesnt see it just in case he was trying to hide it. Deciding to ask him about it after the patient had left.
But what was that?? And how?
scientifically that shouldn't be possible? What is this?

Azzy listen to jules talk, after he finished he just braced for impact, the snap back into place making him wince instensely. "My partner is alright. I was luckily the one to be seriously injured on that scout trip.' .he winked at Vienna, smiling at her. "Names Azzy, nice to meetcha." He smiled at her with a soft chuckle, trying to mask the pain. After a while tho, when Jules was healing, it left him kinda amazed at what Jules had done, healing all his cuts and brusies with just a wave of his hand.
Surely it couldn't have been just a really good cream or a medicine?
But then..he didn't take away medicine and no cream was applied..
He managed to shut his mouth instead of leaving it hanging open.
His eyes were still a bit wide, he looked over at Vienna to confirm it before looking back over at Jules.
He would have asked but, he sensed that for some reason he really didn't want to talk about it. So he decided not to bring it up.

The attention Jules was receiving from the two made him feel extremely humiliated. His face was flushed, and he wished he could disappear under the earth. He couldn't hide, though, and there was no denying they now thought he was a freak. Especially Vienna, since she had previously considered it. He would now be repulsed by her, and he would have shattered any hope of friendship. He liked Vienna’s company. Jules let out a sigh and turned to face Azzy, his hand resting on his chin. "You are free to go." He muttered, wondering whether Azzy was going to blab about his— ability to all of his friends. He didn’t dare go to the boys dorm now. Jules stood up and assisted Azzy on his way, trying to hide his embarrassment. He gave the boy a sad look. He almost closed the door in his face, wanting to hide under the sheets from Vienna’s gaze, but he was too polite. He knew this was one of the reasons the refugee had taught him medicine, and was sure they knew more on what the government had done to him.

Jules avoided Vienna at all costs once Azzy had left. Under his desk, he stowed the stack of kits and journals. He straightened up the place a little to make it presentable for whoever came in. He realized he couldn't hide any longer from Vienna, and that either she or he would have to speak up. The deafening silence was a better friend to Jules than Vienna. In a desperate situation, it was nonjudgmental and comforting. He was on the verge of crying at one point, but he kept himself together and wiped the forming tears from his eyes. He whined in his head, Please don't hate me. Jules carried on with his distracting activities, opting to play with the vital paperwork he needed to complete. He sat at his desk, pen in hand, working away on paperwork related to the previous week's reports.

She glared at him, "why are you trying to sneak out if that's the case? You could clearly sign up to scout and show valuable you could be, but instead your breaking rules left and right just so you get a taste of fresh air. Without even bothering to ask anyone. Now I have to radio in to the leader that you broke not only one, but two rules heck maybe three." She sighed, rubbing her face.
"Not too late to come back inside, no one has to be notified."

Sean turned around, a soft smile on his face as he looked up at the sky, "You can notify him, Ma- Leader won't hurt me, but I just wanted some air, besides I can't be a scout, he already told me no like fifty times. I'm a 'flight risk' or whatever, I mean, its fine" he shrugged. He didn't move back towards the door, he just stood there, enjoying the feeling of the air.

She sighed, moving to kick the door open with her foot. She grabbed at his shirt collar,
"you've already broken enough roles at this point, your coming back in here and your staying here until he gets here.'
She held the gun up to his face in precaution, so he would follow her inside.
"I don't have time for your stupid games.'

Azzy noticed how Jules's face immediately got flustered up and embarrassed, he wondered how any of this could make someone embarrassed.
It was really cool what he just did, and azzy wanted to know just how exactly he did it.
He squirmed out from Jules grip, and moved to go back into the room.
"Woah woah woah, pause a second. I'm not ready to leave yet. I have some questions if that's alright.' He flashed Jules a soft smile.
"I don't think you have any reason to be embarrassed.. of what you did. I thought it was really cool..but I was wondering how exactly did you do it?"

"Ok ok" Sean put his hands up in defense, "Thats fine I won't fight or cause more problems, I just miss being outside ya' know." he shrugged, walking back inside. "Ill be back once I am done talking to M-Leader," He frowned at himself, yeah him and Mark got along, but everyone else called the guy 'Leader'.

She pressed the gun to his back as she walked him inside, and shut the door behind them.
"I'm still going to have to tell the leader about the rules you broke.'
She sighed, "you better go somewhere away from here." She made the shoo motion towards him.

"You do realize that I could not come back. You know?" he shrugged, but took his opportunity to leave and ran off. He went to the Leader's room, putting in the code that he had stole and walking inside, taking a seat at the desk.

(imma head out of this roleplay guys—)
(sorry.)

(thats fine. Thanks for joining)

(imma head out of this roleplay guys—)
(sorry.)

(That's okay, have a good rest of your day or night.)

Azzy noticed how Jules's face immediately got flustered up and embarrassed, he wondered how any of this could make someone embarrassed.
It was really cool what he just did, and azzy wanted to know just how exactly he did it.
He squirmed out from Jules grip, and moved to go back into the room.
"Woah woah woah, pause a second. I'm not ready to leave yet. I have some questions if that's alright.' He flashed Jules a soft smile.
"I don't think you have any reason to be embarrassed.. of what you did. I thought it was really cool..but I was wondering how exactly did you do it?"

Jules looked up from the documents he was filling out to see Azzy. He was irritated that he had returned instead of leaving, but he tried not to show it on his face. He dropped the pen, ink spilled out, and he picked it up clumsily before it ruined anything. “I-” He began to stumble over his words, knowing that Vienna would be interested in hearing this as well. He squeaked out, "I do have a reason to be embarrassed—ashamed…" before averting his gaze from everyone's general direction. Jules disliked the confrontation and wished to retreat once more. "It makes me a freak…" He kept his back ridged and one-half of his face hidden with his hand, almost wanting to look to Vienna for planting the idea in his head. "I—don't want to discuss it." Jules grumbled as he drew his knees up to his chest.

Nonetheless, Jules knew he'd have to talk about it at some point. "It's a curse, and it's not fun to have. I'm not a superhero; I'm just a regular guy," he said, his eyes gleaming. "I didn't want it, but they gave it to me," his voice becoming increasingly hushed. 'They' was a reference to the government, but he wouldn't say their name. He whispered, "The people beyond this fort experimented on me." Jules' face was strewn with a speckle of tears. He was deafeningly afraid to speak about it, but being confronted about it was even worse.

3110 awoke with a quiet groan, feeling a pain in his skull not unlike being bludgeoned repeatedly into a concrete wall. As he shifted, sand and dust ran off his body in rivulets, and his mouth was nearly as dry as the ground he rested on. Ironically, his shot leg only throbbed with a dull pain, unlike the rest of his body that was screaming at him. 3110 sighed quietly, mustering enough energy to sit up and begin wiping dust and sand from his body. It clung to his hands in an annoying way, clumping up with his bodies stolen moisture. Blinking his eyes clear, 3110 squinted, staring blearily at the gates. He could almost see the guards standing watch, and the outline of the doors. The red-haired man stared at his surroundings with a slow understanding, he'd fallen into a ditch, and hadn't been able to get up. With a sudden jolt, he looked around for his rifle and felt an immediate feeling of relief as he saw it only a few meters away. Crawling over to it was agony, but 3110 felt immediately better with his rifle held close to him.

The man slowly managed to prop himself up on his rifle, sand running off him in waves now, gathering in a pile around his feet. He knew in a part of his brain no one would care that he had returned, but still he was happy to be back… But maybe not for the punishments of breaking curfew. He'd been out for an entire night, give or take a few extra hours. If he was lucky it'd just be some chores and he'd be given time to recover.. 3110 felt a spark of excitement blossom in his chest, he did have information. It might not be important, or even useful, but it was information. If he played his cards right he could avoid some of the harsher punishments.

3110 increased his pace, reaching the gates after a brief struggle with the incline. Looking up at the gates always inspired a spark of awe, it was one of the largest structures in the compound, and made of solid metal. It gleamed in the sunlight as he approached, making him squint. He waited at the gaits, taking in the stares of the guards and raising his chin an inch. One of them, an older looking woman who had deep wrinkles set into her face. He nodded at her and she hesitated.
"What kept you so long?" A spark of curiosity was in her weathered eyes, she'd probably seen him leave and return a million times and still neither recognized the other. He didn't know her number or anything about her life, yet he saw her everyday, he thought for a moment.
"Confidential information." 3110 responded, with a calculated lilt to his voice, trying to imply it's above her station, but he'd tell her if he could. Not that he ever would, the information was his, and his alone. Sharing was frowned upon in the Government. The woman nodded briefly, and her companion, after a moments deliberation, finally received the go ahead to let him in. 3110 grabbed his slip of paper, marking him as a curfew breaker, stifling a grimace. The paper had the simple words Report to Command written in clear, bold letters. 3110 sighed, shifting his weight to lean more on his rifle, and began to head off into the compound.