The Stain

[dolorous_sensei]

"He's losing...!"

"Give him..."

"Move him to the medical...!"

"Cut open his suit..."


Ken manages to save Walt from being a monster chow, but Walt is still uncouncious from the explosion of his Genoace. The medical team is carting him as soon as he arrives.


"Holy shit! What is that..."


But as soon as they cut open his pilot suit...



Eyes.

Many eyes are staring from the flesh of Walt's left arm. Staring at the medical team, staring at the walls, staring at everything. The eyes are darting around jerkily in their sockets, blinking, looking left and right, up and down.

Needless to say, Walt moves straight to quarantine.

You might, or might not see all of these happening, since everything happens right on the hallways.

...

A few days later, you can see him sitting in his medical gown at Alhambra's medical bay cafeteria, staring intently at a cup of coffee, his body full of bandages. His left arm is wrapped like a mummy.

You might notice that other patients and staffs are trying to sit far away from him, leaving him a hole in the middle of a crowd.

Greet him?

Comments

[dolorous_sensei]

Once again, I survive when others didn't. You'd thought that you'd get used to it...

[majestic_keiki]

I doubt anybody does...But those pilots were dead when we arrived. We managed to keep the soldiers present alongside us alive, at least.

[dolorous_sensei]

You'll be surprised at what people can get used to. But it's glad to hear that we managed to save at least some people. Usually these kind of missions end as a paperwork from a third party observer.

[majestic_keiki]

Yeah, I guess you're right. But we all did a good enough job to make sure it wasn't the case here.

[dolorous_sensei]

For once, I can agree with a commander's idea of a good enough job.

[majestic_keiki]

I'm just mission control...You outrank me considerably.

But, yes, I don't think we could have done more with what we had, even if we'd known and understood both enemies.

[dolorous_sensei]

The point is still the same. Usually mission controls told us to charge for the sake of some grand strategy unseen for those of us in the field, and then told the survivors that we're not doing a good enough job because we ran away before we all got wiped out.

[majestic_keiki]

Just who did you use to work for? That fails so many basic concepts of military leadership that it's absurd.

[dolorous_sensei]

I know a survivor from that battle. He quit the military to became an artist. But he don't have much success, because he kept drawing enemy fire.

[majestic_keiki]

So his injuries from the battle gets in the way?