Aaand...a second update. I think this is going to have to do for now. I'm pretty fried after all this time and writing drabbles is harder than I remembered.
Doing a quick count of my remaining prompts is looks like I have six more. I'll try to get back to the three chapters per update schedule which means there's only two more installments of "Intergalactic South" to go! I may even explain the title in one of these notes too.
Disclaimer: see ch. 1
Enjoy!
Opposite: contrary or radically different in some respect common to both, as in nature, qualities, direction, result, or significance; opposed.
Kix hadn't wanted to heal.
His goal in life was to become a sniper. The intimacy and precision of the job appealed to him.
Then they had gone to war and his squad lost both of its medics within ten minutes of each other. Kix's knowledge of major arteries and nerve clusters saved three lives that day. He is ever after the medic.
He's pleased by the intimacy and precision of field medicine but he keeps his sniper's rifle close. Kix wanted to be a sniper to feel elite but, he reflects, being the opposite quantity is almost as good.