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*S walked to the medical center, his eyes travelling upward to the sight of the building before him. It was a relatively new building, having been built not long before he started his career in the military. But never did he think that he would climb to the top as swiftly as he did. He was The Head doctor as well as surgeon of the facility, and was still in the prime of his life.*

*he walked into the elevator and rode to floor 9, the top floor. and walked into his office, flipping on his stereo as he sat down in his chair. Everyone who came into his office was always taken aback when they entered his office, not expecting to hear the music he was always playing. (Korn, rammstein, Disturbed, to name a few.) he flipped on his computer and turned his chair around to face the window as it booted up. Another oddity to anyone unused to him, was the telescope he kept, not to look to the stars, but to survey the streets, as well as a small part of the battlefield. it wasn't often that one came to the GFMC without his knowing.*

"How Long has it been.... How long since that day?" *he muttered to himself, twitching slightly, as he remembered when he first entered the battlefield. Fresh out of training, he was a medic sent with an infantry unit To gain a small amount of land. the enemy was not many, and they were swiftly overwhelmed by his unit. One of his allies went down though, a friend he had made just a few weeks before. It wasn't a difficult to mend injury, but S was inexperienced in those times, his hands fumbled over bandages and his shaking hands could not stop the bleeding.*

*He lost a friend that day.*

*From that moment onward, he became dedicated to never letting another comrade fall victim by his ineptitude. His hands never shaking over an ally again, but cursed with a twitch that never seemed to go away. Never has it hindered his success in his procedures in these later days, but has always reminded him of that day.*

*He twitched again, then shook his thoughts away. he had no patients scheduled that day, but never one to do nothing, he stood up and walked to the telescope, fixing his eyes to it and watched for any movement at his old bootcamp site.*

"I wonder if there are any new recruits... *he mused, smirking as he let his memories catch up with him again.*

"Can't complain." *He said absently, not taking his eyes off the telescope.*
"Or rather, I can, but I'm choosing not to." *He added, contradicting himself. He took his eyes off the telescope, turning around to face Delta. He remembered when he first met his general, when he first joined as a medic. He continued to smirk as he remembered how nervous he was that day, stuttering over every word he said. He was always being targeted by the higher-ups because of his nervousness, and it was his friends death that ended it. Afterwards, he had become more calm and collected, loosening up quite a bit, but never forgetting his place. When his military enlistment term ended, he decided to still work for them, though he was now his own boss. He still treated everyone he met with the same level of respect, at least until he knew the person. He was known as an a*****e to some, and a good friend to some.*

"So, what brings you here?" He asked. "And how's that new eye treating you?" he asked. His hospital was the only hospital he knew of that used bionics instead of the normal prosthetics, and he personally has designed a few parts himself.

*S logged in to his computer* "Good question." he said. *seeing he had no new appointment scheduled, he walked away from the computer and to the stereo, changing the song.* "No answer."
*He walked over to the window next to delta and looked out the window again.* "Or rather, not one that I believe I know myself. I was at, what you might say, a crossroads. one with no clear path. Before I knew it, I was walking down the road least known to me"
*He twitched, then crossed his hands in front of him*
"And here I am."
*he twitched again, then moved his hands behind his back*
"Often I wonder about what I may have been had I not taken that strange, unknown road. Might I have been as successful as I am now? I do doubt that. Might I have been better off? There have been moments I wish I had not had. But would I go back and take a different road? I don't believe I would have" He finished.
He turned to Delta.
"what about you?" he asked.

*S closed his eyes* "I am sorry to hear that." *he opened his eyes*
"might I inquire what you have discovered so far?"

*S scratched his chin* "Perhaps. But remember, you are only human."
He said. *He then cupped his chin in his hand* "Or should I say, 'cyborg?'"
*He cocked his head and looked at Delta.* "You mentioned a resistance?"

Oh Hey S I am here for my shot that was talked about in boot camp

*S looked at PFC RR. He was not used to people who used his name when they first met him, And though he truly didn't care, he knew it was proper for military personnel to call civilians "sir" or "ma'am." It had been a long time since his military term ended, but he imagined that he could amuse himself by making an example of a few soldiers here and there.*
"Oh? Funny, as far as I can tell, This is my office, not the immunizations floor. 4th floor, at the end of the hall. Don't hurt yourself in the elevator, that's my job." he turned to face him completely. "And you will call me SIR."


Or maybe he just enjoyed being an a*****e.

sorry sir its that i been in the military for my entire life and it gets kind of boring and sir i am here for the shots talked about in the bootcamp

P.S. check out my forum the id cards are here sir