For Megadramon: Where did you learn medicine?
Megadramon: E-erm, well...I guess you could call it...a "school" or "camp" of sorts.
A school of digimon doesn't sound too far-fetched.
Megadramon: In this case, we weren't at an academy. But I went there after I...failed my combat test.
You wanted to be on the front lines?
Megadramon: I wanted to prove useful to the current ruler of the Dragon Kingdom at the time. The default choice was...well, joining their defense force. But that requires rigorous training and an practical exam to be accepted. They won't throw inexperienced digimon out there to be fodder.
I guess that's...somewhat respectful of them.
Megadramon: I was frustrated with myself for not being able to pass the bare minimum. And later that's when I noticed a small ignored post where some digimon were trying to recruit others into the medical squadron.
Ah, so you figured that would be a consolation prize.
Megadramon: I thought I would hate it. I was afraid my frustration of settling for something "lesser" would be noticeable. But...my fears quickly faded during the first day. I guess something..."clicked" because not only did I find the lessons fascinating, I was able to quickly adapt to all the first aid practices.
Wow, that's impressive. I would've thought your huge metal claws would make it more difficult.
Megadramon: It did! I definitely punctured the practice dummy a few times. The uh...fake data spewed out a couple times from all of the holes. But over time I adapted and grew to enjoy it and the science we learned.
That's pretty neat Megadramon.
Dracomon: Hey, when do I get to help test the next potion???
Megadramon: Not this time Draco. It's a little too strong for you.
Thanks, anon! I think Mega's cheered up a bit after that talk.
