X was immediately transported to the Maverick Hunter Headquarters Medical Center faster than he realized. In mere seconds, he was in the main lobby. What threw him off for a second was that Lifesaver wasn’t there to greet him immediately. Did somebody beat him there from the battlefield?
…Well, that was embarrassing. Lifesaver didn’t think he was playing for that long. At least Commander Signas wasn’t getting on his case about it. Double-checking his link with his other bodies, LSN002 was sifting through all the incoming reports of downed Reploids and requests for medical attention, and LSN003 was helping treat a good many of those requests. X was the only injured Hunter in the Medical Center proper, so he could turn his (almost) full attention to him.
On his way to greet (and apologize to) X, Lifesaver ensured that the maintenance labs was fully stock (stocked, and a lot of electrical tape just in case) before admitting X into the room.
“Ah, sorry about the wait X! Room 3E is ready, so we’ll take a look at your systems.”
This will be a quick diagnosis, X thought dryly as he limped into the room. By the time Lifesaver had closed the door, he was already laying on the examination table. He’d been in the Medical Center enough to know the routine.
As soon as he laid his head down, a sharp pain stabbed him right behind the eyes. He grabbed at his helmet as though it would help dull the pain, crying out in pain. Panic hadn’t even set in before he received a transmission.
C’mon mr. ‘maverick hunter’, you MUST have something to do, right? I mean, there’s always mavericks out there! I hope you don’t think things will calm down because Vile’s not around for a while?! You saw Red there, won’t you go after him? What about Spike? He was there too! You must go NOW while he’s probably still repairing himself! Go and KILL HIM. Quit being soft-hearted, this is your job! You can’t stay put, get a move on, go kill some mavericks!
The pain was gone soon after, but fear replaced it. Did… did he just receive a message… from Vile?
Lifesaver had barely turned around when X suddenly started writhing in pain on the table. Rushing over, Lifesaver had to hold him by the shoulders to even keep him on the it. As calmly as he could, he sent a wireless signal to the sensors just above the table, initializing a scan of X and pinging his nanite system for a status update.
Fortunately, X had stopped struggling before the scans were complete; the episode was over just as quickly as it started. But the Navigators could only report damage on his left leg and right shoulder, and the scans showed that the episode was related to his processor and main memory drive. Unless something hit his head during the battle that nobody noticed, this was a problem that was a long time coming.
Judging from X’s look of terror, Lifesaver could safely gauge that this hasn’t happened before. Taking a seat on his elevated chair by the table, his pulled out a datapad, while LSN002 was combing through X’s records for any previous issues.
He hated starting his examinations like this, but when a new symptom popped up, especially so suddenly and without anything showing up as damaged or malfunctioning on his scans, he had no choice. The physical damage was obvious and easy to repair; this however was going to be tricky.
“So, how do you feel?”
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