Moments after stepping off the ship and out into this ‘air,’ I stopped to purchase a pair of the requisite goggles. Having only just got them to fit and set about my way, I heard a commotion followed by a small arms shot at close range. Instantly I felt a nasty pressure against my eye, and saw that some clod had ruined my nice new goggles. This will not do. I shouted at the coward to step into the open and confront me, which was met with scurrying and then silence. How inconvenient to be bothered with a visit to hospital when there is money to be made. Don’t worry little trigger-happy anti-goggle friend; we shall meet again soon enough.
Should Have Got the Warranty
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I am glad you received fair service. I shall commend the staff on being helpful despite the hospital not being open yet!
*whispers* Need hospital opening party! Yay!
I was quite surprised how few patients were there, aside from the nine corpses in the reception area. And it did strike me odd that the doctor had such a high voice and was 8 feet tall with a tiny head and short arms with an oddly fitting lab coat with the sleeves hanging down, tiny feet and a face like a child, but who am I to judge? I just thought he must be from the mainland…
That’s the last time I use a placement service!
::grimaces at the thought of mainlanders mucking up his surgical instruments:: Time to sterilize everything. Well, if you ever do need care at the hospital again, I hope you’re not put off by my own ridiculous height. At least I’m well proportioned.
If you had said that he had long arms and big hands and feet, and very pale skin, I would have thought…
Well, nevermind. The thought of one of them in a hospital standing over nine corpses is just a bit too macabre to consider.
It sounds like a Banquet.