Prototype: Equestrian Menace

"Hey Gentekie, got a minute?"

"Well considering I can't do shit without a lab to work in and the commander doesn't trust me to take care of myself out there."

"Any theories on how we're still alive and the others aren't?"

"There's thousands of variables to account for in how we weren't ripped to shreds, splattered against the sidewalk from  appearing so high in the sky, to even the fact we haven't been noticed yet. All I can say is we're lucky."

"Real insightful doc. You got any medical experience?"

"I've dissected a few infected why?"

"I think we're going to need you to be a medic, Blackwatch didn't give us much medical training."

"Wait aren't you guys supposed to be the best of the best? Super trained asskicking soldiers?"

"We were recruited to deal with the infection doc, and when you're injured by one of them you're as good as dead."

"All too true.... I suppose I do have some experience in stitching people up. Why one of you injured?"

"Commander's currently extracting a member from downtown, has a huge gash in his leg, they've stopped the bleeding but we need him back on duty, and none of us know any more than how to give basic first aid."

"Fuck me... they're coming now aren't they? Come on help me clear this table we're gonna need a place for me to operate."