((Night Elves! Called it before you wrote it! Is that sad?))<br/><br/>Erizen<br/><br/>Erizen's ears piqued as she heard her name called. Walking slowly over to Helena, she grinned sheepishly. "I'm just saying... but I don't do needles... so I'm just gonna..." She readied herself by covering her eyes and turning her head as the nurse pushed the needle into her skin. Her face visibly contorted at the feeling of the needle going in. She started mumbling something softly, and as soon as the needle came out, she exhaled. "Good. That's done with." She joined the line with a nod.<br/><br/>"Needles? You hate needles?" Emma muttered as she walked past. Erizen only blushed, shrugging. Emma was called a few moments later, after some of the others had gone.<br/><br/>Emma<br/><br/>Emma took a seat on the chair as the nurse prepared a syringe for her. She knew exactly what was going to happen, but decided to get a chuckle out of everyone. The nurse pressed the needle to her arm, the steel hypodermic snapping at the base. She chuckled, Erizen doing so along with her. The woman stared at the needless needle with a look of mixed confusion and surprise. She wasn't<em>wearing</em>armor like Tyger was. That was her skin. The nurse turned to Helena with the needle, almost as if asking what to do, Emma just kept her seat, grinning.<br/><br/>Jake had not been able to extract a blood sample from Emma without slicing her arm open with a broadsword, so the means in which this injection was going to happen should prove equally entertaining.