[b]Lucien lets out a sigh of relief but sticks to his hiding spot. He isn't sure he's ready to confront members of the team, on any terms.[/b]
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[b]As he climbs down, a small box falls off his belt. It has across on it, and some words. This man is obviously a Medic. He looks down at the box, and finally sees Lucien.[/b] "You FN?"
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[b]Lucien gives a curt nod. Another medic. Dammit. This is probably his superior. Great way to make a first impression, hiding away.[/b] [i]"Yes sir..."[/i] [b]Lucien shows his badge titled FN with a red medical cross underneath it.[/b]
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"You seem tense... Do you think I'm a higher up? I may be good, but I haven't been promoted. Yet. Also, where the hell'd you get a badge? I'll they gave me was a box... Crap. It was probably in there... Anyways, what's your name?"
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[i]"I got the badge from..."[/i] [b]Something crosses Lucien's mind but he shakes it away.[/b] [i]"Well... It doesn't matter. Who are you?"[/i]
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"Anthony Lare, codename Sanator. It means healer in Latin."
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[i]"Nice to meet you. Names Lucien Bismarck. Codename: Pharaoh. It's nice to see another medic."[/i]
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"There's two other Medics, but they're about as useful as a rat."
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[i]"Well I'm useless in a firefight. However, I do take some pride in my ability to keep other's limbs intact and attached."[/i]
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"I'm decent in a fight, but I'll be damned if I'm not a good medic."
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[i]"Same. I always thought doctoring was noble profession."[/i]