<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"><span style="font-size: 26px">Slam-DUNCAN</span></span>​</div><br/>(Hope it’s fine going over you Exo. Also post is shorter since everyone is in the med bay simply licking up their wounds or sticking by the announcer’s words)<br/><br/>Duncan had disinfected his wounds and gathered some bandaging to wrap his forearms up. Honestly it would’ve turned out worse if it weren’t for the monitor giving him instructions. His forearms now looked as if they were wrapped up for a fist fight, as if he was a dlc character for Mortal Kombat. INTRODUCING MUSCLE BRO!<br/><br/>Once finished with his first injury the monitor spoke again<span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">“Please retrieve ice to lower swelling,”. </span>Duncan remembered seeing something that looked like an ice machine next to the glass casket. Duncan felt sorry for whoever needed that thing because it looked uncomfortable. Upon reaching the cooler, he glanced over to the other patients, or abductees, he wanted to say something but he genuinely didn’t even know anyone’s name besides Logan’s.<br/><br/>Once Duncan shoveled enough ice into a plastic bag, he tightened it to not allow any leakage. Planting it firmly onto his swelling temple Duncan leaned on the ice box with one elbow, but made sure to not be in the way in case anyone else needed to get some ice. He then said allowed “Alright so are we just going to pretend that fighting a robot with his wings,” Duncan gestured to Logan “and...,” but he failed to recall Hilda’s name as he looked over to her “your...well whatever the hell that was, is normal?” he looked at those willing to pay attention. “I really don’t know what’s going on, hell, I only know mine and Logan’s name,” he said as he couldn’t commit the other names to memory when looking at the monitors. “So how about we start there? I’m Duncan and I can’t remember why I’m here,” he placed his free hand on his chest as he spoke his name. “Does anyone else have anything to share? Anything vital?” Duncan looked at those who were willing to pay attention, but he wouldn’t blame if no one was paying attention.<br/><br/>They woke up in a strange place, with strange new abilities, fighting a robot...all in just minutes. Duncan had questions, and he sure as hell hoped they had answers, but learning more about your abductees can bring you closer together to fight as a one so then maybe they can get the hell out of there.