Back from Hell and in to fire, once more.

[Mitko]

Fort Leniex
Far Eastern Lazaret Quarters...







"Dodgers is out, send his corpse to the morgue... McFlaren is done for, him too. Have someone from the recycling department handle the remains of their ships."

"Yes, doctor."

"Bring patients #235 and #236 to this area, seems we got a few more vacant beds."

"Yes, sir!"

As the chief doctor went on to deliver his further orders, he stumbled upon a patient with their record pad missing. This discovery added a pinch of frustration on his geometrically accurate facial features and made his subordinate all the more uncomfortable.

"Nurse, who is this person and why isn't his record up-to-date? This is the first time I inspect this sector of the med-bay and and everything is a total mess. I can't work in such aw-... Nurse?"

She hated it when someone of the higher-ups was putting up a rant because of her sloppy work. In fact, the young woman was doing what she was supposed to, but it was just too much for her lonely self. Then again, in the Legion no one cares about the burdens of others. She ruminated on this thought while her footsteps echoed through the corridors. Reappearing in front of the man as fast as she had vanished, she was holding an old, tarnished folder with some papers inside.

"How did you get to the record room and back so quickly? Nevermind, lets see what we got here. Lieutenant Pain, is it? Look at these accomplishments, so many victories over the Navy, so many raids, never made it to Major though. Good thing, you're still breathing, soldier. Wait, what's this?! It says here that after his last engagement, "the unit has suffered an enormous blow the cerebral cortex and has stayed in a state of coma ever since."

The doctor adjusted his glasses perfectly over his nose and procliamed:

"This is absurd! His bio-signatures are excellent! How can they keep this man asleep for almost an year?! Nurse, order a crew to set up an operating room for immediate "awakening" procedure. I want 250 miligrams of B12 in liquid form, clean sheets and all apparatus functioning. Let's make this one by the book. In the mean time I will let HQ know about this situation here, I bet some heads will roll."

"Certainly! Right away!" said the surprised woman as her superior flew by her and dissappeared in the dim lighting of the large hall...