A New Face

As the doors opened some heads turned towards the open, a tall muscular woman with midnight blue hair getting up from some yoga. "Hey Joey! Who's the new face you got with ya?" She walks over, looking jack up and down. But she wasn't the only one there were a couple of other people examining him as well, a couple giving off a hostile feel. Joey grabs Jack's arm pulling him out the elevator, "This is Jack, he's an arms specialist."

The woman holds her hand out for Jack to shake, when he grabs it he's flipped over her head and slammed into the floor, but he quickly counters with a surprisingly quick leg sweep, causing them to fall taking this chance, he moves to keep them pinned to the ground. "I'm here for a reason." He says with a bit more arrogance then he would have liked. Which is responded to with a nod, "Which is surprising considering you don't have a wristband on, which is where we get all these abilities from."

That gave her enough time to roll Jack over onto his back pinning him down, and before he could do anything she stood up and outstretched her hand to get him off the floor. "I'm Trish, and sorry for the callout, but really how are you that fast, like, your supposed to be specialized in ranged combat and you took down a close combat fighter." Jack takes the hand standing back up and brushing himself off. "No clue, I've just been like this naturall-" He was interrupted by a man at one of the many bench presses. "Your lying." You could tell he was going to stop himself but didn't have the time to, muttering something under his breath.

When the man said that it caused Trish's eyes to lock onto Jack. "The truth would be nice." Jack lets out a long sigh. "Well, then the truth is off-limits." Jack walks away without saying anything else, walking what seemed to be the armory and weapon training area, and thankfully it was, or else it would be pretty awkward if he had to walk back out again. Messing around guns, mostly snipers and different interchangeable components, now that he has all of these different parts he could see what he wants and what he doesn't instead of just having to guess which was detrimental to him at the start of his career of being a player. After some hours of testing out different attachments, a voice comes over the intercom.

["Jack kan please go to the medical room 103."]

He sighs, putting a pistol he was playing around with away before walking out and back into the gym noticing that only two of the people that were there before are here now, one being Trish who was training with some other guy he hadn't gotten the name of. Deciding it would be best if he had no social interactions he heads straight to the elevator. Typing in his ID it only took a couple of seconds before the doors opened up once more, opening to the medical ward which he stepped into following some signs through various halls to room 103. He opens the door to reveal what would be a typical room if it wasn't for the giant machine in the middle of the room, which Dr. Smith was standing next to typing something into a display, when she hears the door open she turns her head towards Jack. "Good, you're finally here." Jack slowly nods his head as he looks at the strange contraption that is the highlight of the room. "Oh this, this is for your wristband, after all, you're going to have it bonded to you permanently, unless, of course, you miraculously become world president. But since you get one that has only half of what it actually has on the thing, we have to go through some processes after putting it on so that we can safely remove any nanites being injected into you that shouldn't be."

"Wait so at some point it evolves from regular old chemicals to nanites? How does th-" Dr. Smith holds a hand up "Nanites are a process to make we don't want to be giving them out to millions of people, who will eventually die. Anyway, you can sit right there," She points to a stool right next to a hole. "You'll place your whole right arm in there, don't ask why, I honestly don't know either, but it's only doing anything to your wrist, you'll also be given some pain meds just to be sure."

While she was saying this Jack was already sitting in the chair, his arm all the way inside the contraption and he looked as if he just wanted to go back and do other things. "Dr, can we just get this over with, enough of all that mumbo jumbo." She nods typing onto the display. "Right sorry, you may feel a bit of pain while it's being put on but that's normal, after you will feel your arm go numb those are just the pain meds, and the whole process wills start. It should take around thirty minutes in total." After Jack gives her a nod, she presses something and a very threatening hiss comes from the machine.