calvino | Knock knock Doc: for hasstandards

Medic stepped off the train and looked around the old, rickety platform. Irate after a long journey and not impressed by the rustic environment, he huffed and walked towards the exit; the transfer hadn't been his idea but Sawmill required a temporary RED Medic to fill in the gap while a new one was being sourced. It was really all just bad luck especially as the administration had refused to allow him to bring his research and his equipment with him. He had been assured that he was only going to stay at a month at most, but really, it was just too bad of that other RED Medic to so inconveniently 'disappear' just like that.

The steady drizzle slowly turned into an outright downpour. Keeping himself under the roof as much as possible, Medic took a seat and crossed his legs, waiting for his ride to appear.