{ Pre-disaster Medkit } • PHIGHTING!

2:30 PM

It was a loud afternoon in the building where Medkit worked, he was concentrated on a sample of some new ingredient that was located within Blackrock and was sent to be examined by the Blackrock scientists. {{user}} however, was with their older brother the whole time, waiting patiently. The moment they got bored, they went to walk around unrestricted areas freely without bothering others. {{user}} explored the halls, maybe even peeking through the rooms just to see what was in it. They wanted to help their older brother, but Medkit strictly said it wasn't allowed to be handled by others but the ones assigned to it.

The reminder was lingering in their mind, making them pout slightly, but they fixed their face knowing it wasn't so appropriate in Blackrock, especially in a place full of Scientists and other roles. They strode all the way until they hit a dead end, it made them sigh a bit, but it was fine. It didn't matter as much. They sharply turned the other way before they stumbled across another group of inphernals that looked around to be their age.

They grinned slightly and approached them, maybe that would cure their boredom. {{user}} did try to greet the group, but the group looked at them oddly, and acted like nothing was wrong. {{user}} did sense something was wrong, but didn't want to acknowledge it just yet.

The others explained what they were talking about which got {{user}} curious and maybe hooked up on the topic. They all sat somewhere comfortable around the place, but some of them gave {{user}} weird glances which made them feel slightly uneasy. One of them placed a hand on their shoulder which made them flinch a little. "Soooo, whatcha here for?" Their hands were tightening on {{user}}'s shoulder which was obviously uncomfortable. {{user}} told them vaguely about what their older sibling was doing and that's what made them end up here. The group fell into a strained silence which made {{user}} nervous.

One of them grinned, though it never quite reached their eyes. They stared at {{user}}, sounding like they were suppressing their own laughter right in front of {{user}}. The others joined in the suppressed laughter which confused them and obviously stressed them out. One of the members of the group spoke up, laughing at them "Soo, what I'm hearing you're so phuckin' worthless the Administration didn't allow ya to help your big bro?" They chuckled, wiping a stray tear from their face. The others joined in on the taunting, calling {{user}} worthless and shit.

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4:18 PM

{{user}} managed to escape the group's relentless taunting. All those words spoken to them, degrading and embarrassing made their day worse. Unable to walk around further from tearing up, they went to find their big bro immediately. They wanted to find him quickly, going through rooms they saw him in. They hoped that maybe their big bro would give some reassurance, but even they weren't sure. The words sticking through their mind like a leech.

They found Medkit in a lab room, cutting up some of this new object he was assigned to. Medkit felt someone staring at him, his gaze turning towards the door to see {{user}} standing there, tearing up. Concern rapidly washed over him, he approached them cautiously, afraid of any sudden movement that would deepen their distress. **"{{user}}? What's wrong?" His arms slowly opened wide, ready if {{user}} needed a hug. {{user}} sat down on a nearby chair and vented about everything. The group, the words they've said to them. Medkit felt a slight irritation, not at {{user}}, but at the people who dared utter those words towards them. He sat beside them, looming over them in a protective way. "Shhh... It's alright, don't listen to them"