[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: In the Car
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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James chuckled softly at Casper’s Hulk comparison. That’d be one hella of a distraction, the threat of death by fury made real. [i]That[/i] was one person he hoped to avoid his entire life.  He doubted he could heal as fast as the monster of a man could put holes in him. If someone could direct that destructive power though… James shivered at the thought and put that firmly out of his mind. They had nuclear bombs that turned entire cities to ash, rumble, and glass. They already had what the Hulk could offer.

[color=mediumspringgreen] “So what exactly are methadone and buprenorphine?”[/color] James was certain he butchered the words but life goes on. He asked the group as they made their way into the car but he kept his attention on Casper since Sapphire was driving. [color=mediumspringgreen] “More specifically, what do they come in? Pills, injections, creams, other ways that I probably don’t know? And where do they keep this stuff? Can you get it from the dispensary at the hospital or does a doctor have to administer it directly? I’m going to try and stay positive about this and hope they’re in the little pharmacy hospitals have but I’m assuming that―because nothing can be easy here―we’re gonna have to break into the hospital vault or something.”[/color]