Characters: Russel Tringham, Fletcher Tringham, Roy Mustang, others
Location: Strand 2.0
Content: Vaccination, and a bit of a freakout for Russel. Others are plenty welcome to tag in to their own threads.
Warnings: None in particular
He had completely lost track of the resident members of the military in this city. He'd forgotten they were here, really. It's not like they could really do anything about what he'd done here. And who would arrest him in the middle of this, anyway?
One particular individual though, was still bound to be intimidating. He wasn't thinking about that, though, as he dropped a used needle into a box reserved just for that purpose. He stuck a band-aid on the individual, and smirked. "Next!" he called, absently, pulling the plunger on a new needle to fill it.