New Comic is up and Medic is back in action

[pocketsurgeon]

If I had a billion dollars to play viz I could bring somevon back from ze dead too. And animal parts. Sophisticated equipment. Unlimited time und resources.

So a lot more zan you're currently giving me. But I am undeterred by your .. shortcomings. Should ze BLU Sniper ein your head be killed by something else ein zere I vill be happy to patch him up! I mean sure zere might be some side effects und failed attempts. But vouldn't zat all be vorzh it in ze pursuit of science?

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[hasstandards]

I can tell ya right now he wouldn't be happy about that.

[pocketsurgeon]

About being alive?

[hasstandards]

About bein' patched up by anything other than that gun of yours.

[pocketsurgeon]

Zere's more to science zan ze Medigun you know. For instance zere's ze ability to completely exchange human blood for hyena blood.

[hasstandards]

What?

[Well, that thought made him massively uncomfortable for some reason. Can't imagine why.]

[pocketsurgeon]

Genetic splicing is still ein it's infancy, but viz enuff perseverance zink of ze possibilities!

Also let's remember ze whole point vich is: not being dead anymore.

[hasstandards]

You don't... think our Doc could've replaced someone's blood with somethin' from an animal, do ya?

[He's asking for a friend. Yep.]

[pocketsurgeon]

It's entirely possible!

[Hey it's that smile you love! The smug and evil one.]

How do you feel?

[hasstandards]

[Yep. There it is. That smile. Why do all you Medics seem to look alike? Marvel as he cringes.]

Fine. Ace. Glad to be alive so I can get back to work.

[pocketsurgeon]

No unusual side effects? Hallucinations? Nausea? Colorblindness? Inability to swallow?

[hasstandards]

No, so stop asking. I just bloody came back to life.

[pocketsurgeon]

Vell ja, viz ze help of 1.3 billion dollars of somevon elses money.

[hasstandards]

You'd do the same if you could.

[pocketsurgeon]

Of course I vould!

Und you should be grateful. You could haff just been left dead.

[hasstandards]

[Grunt.]

Right. He owed it to me, stabbin' us in the back like that, workin' with those other mercenaries.

[notintehkitchen]

[Her favorite part is the part where she didn't talk and carried Demo's ass out of the cell.]

Mr. Hawk is alive!

[pocketsurgeon]

It's a triumph of Medical science.

I vish I had done it.

[notintehkitchen]

It's nice that Sensei got a good part finally.

[FUCK YOU VALVE, WHEN WILL IT BE MY TIME TO SHINE? I mean, PYRO CLASSIC BEING A WOMAN IS TOP TIER BUT STILL!]

[pocketsurgeon]

I suppose I should be grateful I'm not just unconscious like Demo is.

[Pat pat. It'll come. You're a hero rescuing Demo from himself.]

[notintehkitchen]

[But he needs that alcohol, he gets sicker without it!]

In a way I suppose he's always unconscious.

[pocketsurgeon]

Normally he can walk unassisted. Vell, most of ze time anyway.

[notintehkitchen]

It really is impressive, isn't it? The human body shouldn't be capable of that much damage and yet...

[She drifts off, isn't she forgetting about herself? Miss "I'm going to burn my family's house down and try to take myself along with it if I don't get what I want?"]

[pocketsurgeon]

Ze human body is surprisingly resilient. But Demo's liver is almost sentient at zis point.

I'd love to study it.

[overdosing]

Ah, but you don't! And you never will for as long as you live.

All the same, I'm glad you're taking it so well! That shows a remarkable amount of self-awareness and maturity on your end.

[pocketsurgeon]

Vell your progress ein ze field helps everyvon.

[He's internally seething with jealousy.]