Chicken Pox
Sometimes Bazz-B wasn’t as clever as he liked to think he was, which was usually fine. Among the likes of the Soldat he could typically outwit them, or at the very least they would know better than to call him out on his poorer performances. But Miki wasn’t a Soldat, and she wasn’t the kind to just ignore him. That usually meant she was good to engage with, but sometimes-- very rarely, she’d floor him. Call him out and hit the mark.
Which of course was infuriating, and deserved a very physical response. But this was an issue for a couple of reasons. Firstly, she was the medic. What lunatic attacked the medic? Secondly, it’d be proving her right. The dumb hothead lashes out because he’s too simple to overcome. And thirdly.. well, she wasn’t so bad. She just knew how to get under his skin.
But Bazz-B was pretty confident he could get under her skin, too. She was clever, and a forward assault would likely be repelled. But people as a group were stupid creatures. The Soldat no exception.
Under the cover of night he sped through the halls of Silbern, spreading itching powder and dotting as many Soldat as he could with little red spots. He concentrated on specific areas, and then a few outliers. When he was done there would be hysteria, panic, and an overwhelmed medical wing.
And then there would be Bazz-B, face pressed against the glass, grinning from ear to ear. @cheonsaaui
