Medic possum!reader who’s also kinda anxious all the time. And it doesn’t help when everyone else on the team is ridiculously quite when the walk.
Like one time when it was late at night, the base was quiet, the sounds of the lights buzzing overhead as they gave off a soft orange hue to the medical wing.
You were packing away some extra gauze in the spare supplies closet, and when you turned around and say a massive still figure smack dap in front of you- well, you hit the floor pretty hard.
Poor Soap just wanted to take a walk around the place, he couldn’t sleep so he thought maybe a walk around the place would help. Didn’t think he’d be standing over your stiff body, thinking he literally scared you to death.
Or that time when you where in the rec room and some loud sound sets off, one of the demolitions on the other side of the place had accidentally gone off, sending off a massive explosion sound- and inevitably the fire alarm.
You dropped your coffee mug, glass shattering on the ground as you drop. Everyone was starting to see if the place was ok, if everyone was accounted for. Wasn’t until an hour later when Gaz was doing a sweep of the rec room when he spotted you.
You were stiff, eyes glazed over, your mouth slightly open and stuck there. You smelled rancid, like rot a decay, like you where left there for days in on end. Didn’t help that the mug you dropped was full of juice- red juice.
Safe to say he assumed the worse. He had started CPR without a second thought, but after a few pushes on your chest he went to go blow air in your mouth-
He almost shrieked when you flew flying upwards to sit up right, taking in a massive breath of air in. If Gaz wasn’t the trained Sergeant he was, he would have fainted right then and there.
Ghost was the worse of them all. He didn’t speak when he moved, didn’t make a sound when he walked- so there were multiple incidents of him making you drop “dead”.
After a while price had to start a meeting on how not to kill the head of the infirmary staff. They all now carried a little bell around there waists, the soft jingle alerting you of there presence.
