Der Wahnsinn ist nur eine schmale Brücke [Complete]

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Who: Medic (shoothimfirst) and Belldandy (musical_wings)
Where: ...Around? :D;;
When: Midday, I suppose
Rating: R for Violence/vivisection (this is going to get pretty bad)
Summary: Medic has lost his grip on sanity, thanks to the event, and finds one poor little goddess
The log:

The paranoia was creeping. Everything was now an enemy. He had decided for the safety of the Engineer to leave where he had been staying. He probably would have killed his teammate and put his brain in a jar to be preserved later. The fear was choking. He needed to leave. Fresh air would fix it...and maybe someone to kill.

He didn't even know where he had decided to wander off to...He was armed, as always. He carried his syringe gun in hand, ready to shoot it at anyone unfortunate enough to come across him, and his bonesaw was tucked away elsewhere. In the pouches on his belt, he carried a few full syringes. Just what was in the syringes? That wasn't really known...A medicine that caused paralysis, but forced the patient to stay awake, an anesthetic. It all depended on what he pulled out first. He hadn't bothered to bring along his medigun, seeing as he wasn't about to try and help anyone in his current mindset.

The good doctor looked a bit on the unsettled side as he made his way through the city.