UNHAPPINESS BECOMES MEDICINE — open, medic tryouts

[madster]

morgan had approached him with the idea of medic tryouts. of course, he himself was just a medic, but if morgan asked of this... then maybe a promotion was in store? maybe not, but if morgan asked him to do anything medicine related, he'd do it. he wanted to soar above everybody else. he agreed to the samoyed, and today he found himself sitting in the middle of the ghost town. he tilted his head, stretching the muscles there, releasing tension.

"sup, tanglers, i've been asked by morgan to hold a medic tryout. so let's get right to it," he announced, crimson eyes focused. "if you're interested, just come sit down. of course- don't think you need a giant knowledge of herbs. i've been doing this for months and i still don't know everything, kay'? i want to see how passionate you are about it." he spoke, stretching again. "anyways, this will also act as a herb training, so if you want to learn but you're not interested, just tell me and i won't consider you."