[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: Echo and Max’s room -> Medical
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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James jerked away as Max bopped him on the nose, scowling momentarily at the delirious guy and sighing. Clearly his M-Pox was acting up again. It must have made him activate a portal or something. He hadn’t seen people accidentally use their mutations but he wasn’t an expert on this; for all he knew it was a possibility. Either way, Max was back in one piece and not a flesh stain on the concrete somewhere courtesy of a mourning metal giant. The whole making a deal with a demon needed to be addressed but for now, Max just needed to relax a bit. A shower and some food if he could hold it down would do him some good. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Oh jesus, you’re bleeding again. Give me a second to get something to spit into in case you vomit. Just stay here and lay down. We’ll get you cleaned up and into medical once I get something so you don’t bleed everywhere.”[/color] James sighed. He stood up and patted Max reassuringly. [color=mediumspringgreen]“No getting out of bed until I come back, got it?.”[/color]

James stepped out of Max’s room to hunt down something to put under his head in case the bleeding got worse when he heard Luna crying. He frowned. Her powers must not be working if she didn’t just find him with her telepathy. He sighed at the sight of Luna sobbing over the trash bucket. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Luna, I’m right here. Everything’s fine. Can you walk with Negasonic? She’s gonna get you to medical and then we can talk for a little bit, okay?”[/color] James reassured her as he grabbed a trash bin from medical, checked Casper to see if he was still sleeping, and headed back to Max’s room to deal with delirious patient number 2.

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Okay Max, hold onto me with one arm and hold this with your other.”[/color] James gently worked Max up and somewhat standing, arm thrown over his shoulders for support, and shoved the trash bin into Max’s other arm. [color=mediumspringgreen]“If you vomit or spit up blood, do it into that okay?”[/color] He instructed calmly as he helped Max walk. They were going to have to do something about Max’s bed. Another thing to add to the list, fantastic.