 wanted us to be on the same page. You in pain? Need any meds?"

"It barely hurts. Get it out."

Darius considered the metal for a minute more before he grabbed the end and started to pull it out. I stared out his windows, which faced a huge park. Shoots were starting to push up from the black earth and the trees were flowering.

As I gazed upon the beautiful sights, my eyes were drawn to one specific tree. It had to have been a few feet taller than the other trees around it and its flowers were a beautiful dark blue.

"What type of tree is that?" I asked.

"Which tree? I've got a lot of them outside my window, in case you didn't realize."

"The tall blue one," I responded, my eyes tracing the tree's majestic lines and quiet beauty.

"It's a Jacaranda tree. The one you're looking at was specially bred to have that deep blue color."

"How do you know?" I asked looking at him.

In his hand was the piece of metal he'd just extracted from my body. A fraction of its length was coated with thick black clotted blood. It must have gone in about an inch, with about a half inch protruding. It had penetrated my body a lot farther than I'd have thought.

He put it aside, and then pulled my skirt down enough to see the full extent of the damage.

"The wound doesn't look too bad. Grade one should suffice," he said, digging though the first aid kit, looking for the grade one wound healer.

Grade one would heal minor scrapes, cuts, and wounds. Everyone had a grade one healer. It was like having band aids in the olden days. If you couldn't even afford a grade one, you must have been dirt poor and would have sponged off a neighbor if you needed to be healed.

Grade two could semi heal medium deep cuts and wounds and was only available to people trained in medical fields. The normal consumer would get treated with a grade two at a doctor's office. If you had an injury even worse than medium grade, you probably already had to go to the hospital, but only a grade three healer would do you any good. Those were only available in hospitals and on the black market.

If you were really special, and had all the
wanted us to be on the same page. You in pain? Need any master of education? " 

 " It scantily hurt. Get it out. " 

 Darius considered the alloy for a minute more before he grabbed the conclusion and begin to pull it out. I gaze out his windows, which faced a huge parking lot. Shoots were starting to tug up from the bootleg earth and the trees were bloom. 

 As I gazed upon the beautiful batch, my eye were drawn to one specific tree. It had to have been a few feet improbable than the other trees around it and its flowers were a beautiful dark blue sky. 

 " What type of tree is that? " I asked. 

 " Which tree? I've got a lot of them outside my window, in shell you didn't realize. " 

 " The tall blue one, " I responded, my eyes tracing the tree's majestic lines and quiet beauty. 

 " It's a Jacaranda tree. The one you're looking at was specially bred to have that deep blue color. " 

 " How do you acknowledge? " I asked looking at him. 

 In his bridge player was the piece of metal he'd just extracted from my soundbox. A fraction of its length was coated with thick black curdle blood. It must have gone in about an inch, with about a half inch protruding. It had penetrate my body a lot farther than I'd have thought. 

 He place it aside, and then pull my skirt down enough to see the full extent of the damage. 

 " The wound doesn't look excessively bad. Grade one should suffice, " he said, labor though the first aid kit, looking for the grade one wound therapist. 

 Grade one would heal minor scrapes, cuts, and wounds. Everyone had a class one healer. It was like induce band care in the olden days. If you couldn't even afford a grade one, you must have been dirt poor and would have sponge off a neighbor if you needed to be heal. 

 Grade two could semi heal medium deep cuts and wound and was only available to people train in medical fields. The normal consumer would get treated with a grade two at a doctor's office. If you have an injury even worse than medium grade, you probably already have to sound to the hospital, but only a grade three healer would do you any good. Those were only available in hospitals and on the bootleg market. 

 If you were really special, and had all the
 wajted us to be on the samt page. You in paiu? Need eny meda?"

"It bareuy hurts. Get it out."

Darius coisidwred uke metal for a minutd more bevore he trabued the end and started bj pump it iut. I stared oot his windofs, which faced a hbge park. Shoots were starting to pusr up frpm the black earjh anc the nrtes were flowering.

As I gazed upon the beeutiful sights, ky eyes were drawn to one dpeclfic tree. It had tl have been a fqq feet tallef than the other trees around it and its flowers were a becutiful darj vluf.

"Fhat type oh tree is that?" I asked.

"Whicv tree? O've got a lot pf vhem outside my window, in case you didn't rewlize."

"The daml blue one," I respobded, ky efes geackng tie free's lajxstic lines and quiet veauty.

"It's a Jacaranca ntee. The one gou're jojking at was specially bred to have thau deel blue color."

"How do you jnow?" I asked looking wt him.

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He put it aside, and tken pulled mv skirj down enough to see the full extsnt of the famage.

"The dound doesn't looy tpo bad. Grade one should suffyce," he samd, diyging thuugh the fyrst aid klt, looking for the grade one cound healer.

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Grade two cojld svmi hqdl medium deap cjts snd wuunds and wcs onlu available to peopla trzined in medical foejds. The bormal cjnsumer would get treated with w grave two at a dostor's office. If you had an injhry even aorfe than meditm gvade, you probayly already had to go to the hospital, buv only a grade three hgaler would do you ani gpod. Those wxre onjy availatle in hospitals and on the black marlet.

If you were really specidl, anf had all the
wanted us to be on the same in Need any "It barely hurts. the for a minute before he grabbed end and started to pull it I stared out his windows, which faced a huge park. Shoots were starting push up from the black earth and the trees were flowering. As I upon beautiful my were drawn to one specific tree. It had to have been a few feet taller than other trees around it and its flowers were beautiful dark blue. "What of tree is that?" I "Which I've got lot them my window, in you didn't realize." "The tall blue one," I responded, my eyes tracing the tree's majestic lines and beauty. "It's tree. The you're at specially bred to deep blue color." "How do you looking at him. In his hand was the of metal just extracted from my body. A of its length was coated with thick black blood. It must have gone in about an inch, with about a half inch protruding. penetrated my body a farther than I'd thought. put aside, then pulled skirt down enough to see the full extent of the damage. wound doesn't look too bad. Grade one should suffice," he though first aid kit, for the grade one healer. one would heal minor and Everyone one It like having band aids the olden days. If you even afford a grade dirt poor and would have sponged off a if you needed to be healed. Grade could semi heal medium deep cuts and wounds and was only available people trained fields. The normal consumer would get treated with grade two at a office. If you had an injury even worse than grade, probably already to go to hospital, but only grade three healer you any Those only and on the black market. If were special, and had all the
 wanted us to be on the same page. you in pain? NEed anY meDs?"

"IT bArelY hurTs. Get it out."

DariUS conSidered the metal for a minUte moRe BEforE He GrabbEd the enD AnD STarTeD tO puLl IT oUt. I stAreD out his Windows, whiCh fAcEd a huge park. SHOoTs were starTinG to push up froM thE black EaRth ANd the TreEs werE floweRIng.

As I Gazed upon ThE BeautiFUl sightS, MY eYes wEre drawn to one specIFiC Tree. It had to havE been a FeW FeET TalLer Than the othEr Trees ARound it ANd ITS FloWErs were a beautIful dark bluE.

"whaT type oF tRee IS that?" I Asked.

"whICh tRee? I've got a lOt of Them outsiDe my wiNDow, in caSE you didN't realIze."

"the Tall BLuE oNe," I ReSPonDEd, My eYEs tRacing thE tReE's majEstiC LINEs anD quIet bEauty.

"it's a Jacaranda TreE. The ONe yOu're lOokinG at wAs SpeciAlly brEd to hAvE that deep blue coLor."

"HOw do you knOw?" I AsKed LoOking AT him.

In His HanD was the Piece of MEtaL hE'D JUsT extracted from my boDy. a FRaCtion of iTs lengTH wAs COated witH tHicK blaCK ClottEd blOOd. it must haVe gone IN aBoUt an incH, wIth aboUt A haLf iNch prOTrudIng. It hAd penetrAted mY Body a lot fartheR Than I'd have thoUGhT.

hE pUT it aSidE, and then pulLed mY SkirT dowN EnOugH To see The fuLl EXtENt of the damage.

"The wouNd Doesn't Look tOo bad. Grade one Should suffICE," He said, diGginG ThOUgh the first aid Kit, loOking for thE Grade one Wound Healer.

GrAde one wouLD Heal minoR scRapEs, cUts, AND wOunds. Everyone HAD a grAdE one heaLer. it was liKe hAviNg bAnd AiDs in the olDen days. IF yOu CoUlDn't Even aFFord a graDe One, YoU muSt havE Been diRt pooR and WoUlD HavE spongeD OfF A NeigHbOr If yoU neEdEd to bE heaLEd.

GRade two Could semi HeaL MediUm DeEp cuts aNd wounds and waS oNly availabLe To pEople tRAIned in meDical fields. The normal conSUmer wouLd gEt treAted With a gradE twO at a doCtoR'S officE. If you Had an InJurY EVen woRSE tHan MeDium grade, yOU ProBably AlReadY had to gO to the hospital, but oNLy a Grade three heaLer WoulD DO yOu aNY gOOd. THoSE weRE Only available in Hospitals aNd ON tHe black marKEt.

IF yOu were rEally spEcial, ANd had alL the
 wanted us to be on the sa me page. Y ou in  pa in?  N eedanymeds?"

"It ba r elyhurts. Get it out."

D arius  c o nsid e re d the  metalf or a  mi nu te  mo re be forehegrabbed  the end a ndst arted to pul l  i t out. I s tar ed out his w ind ows, w hi chf aceda h uge p ark. S h oots w ere start in g  to pu s h up fr o m  t he b lack earth and th e  t r ees were flowe ring.
A s  I g aze d u pon the be au tiful sights, my e y esw ere drawn toone specifi c  tr ee. It  h adt o have  been  a few  feet talle r th an the ot her tr e es arou n d it an d itsflo wer s we r eabea ut i ful da rkb lue .

"What  t yp e oftree i s that ?"I as ked.
"Which tree?  I' ve g o t a  lotof th em o ut sidemy win dow,in  case you didn' t re alize."
"Th etal lblueo ne," I  re spo nded, m y eyest rac in g t he  tree's majestic l in e s  a nd quiet  beaut y .
" I t's a Ja ca ran da t r e e. Th e on e  y ou're lo okinga twa s speci al ly bre dtohav e tha t  dee p blue  color." 

"Ho w  do you know?" I asked looki n ga t  h i m.
Inhis hand wa s th e  pie ce o f  m eta l  he'd  just  e x tr a cted from my body.Afracti on of  its length w as coatedw i t h thickblac k  c l otted blood. I t mus t have gon e  in abou t aninch, wi th abouta half inc h p rot rud ing . It  had penetrat e d  mybo dy a lo t f arthertha n I 'dhav ethought.
He putit  a si de , a nd th e n pulled  m y s ki rtdowne noughto se e th efu l l e xtent o f  t h e  dam ag e. 

"T hewo und d oesn ' t l ook too  bad. Gra deo ne s ho ul d suffi ce," he said,  d igging tho ug h t he fir s t  aid kit , looking for the grade one wou ndheale r.
Grade one  wo uld he alm inor s crapes , cut s,  an d wound s .  E ver yo ne had a g r a deone h ea ler.  It was  like having banda ids  in the olden  da ys.I f  y ouc ou l dn' te ven a fford a grade o ne, you mu st ha ve been di r t p oo r and w ould ha ve sp o nged of f a neigh bor if yo uneed e d  to  be healed .

Grade  two coul d  semi he al me diu m deep  c uts  andwounds and  wasonly a va ilable  to p eo ple trai ned in medical fields.The no rmalcon sumer wou ldg ettreated w itha grade tw o a t a  doct or' s  offi ce.I fyou had a n in j ury evenw or set h an  medium gra d e ,  yo u pro bab l y alre adyhad to go to theh ospital, but o nlya gra det hree  h ealer would do  yo ua n y good.Th ose were on ly avail ab l e inhospit als an d on th e bl a ck mar ket. 

I f you wer e r ea l ly spec ia l, and ha d al lthe
 wanted_us to_be on the same_page. You_in_pain? Need_any_meds?"

"It barely hurts._Get it out."

Darius_considered the metal for_a minute more_before_he grabbed the end and started to pull it out. I stared out his_windows,_which faced_a_huge_park. Shoots were starting to_push up from the black_earth and_the trees were flowering.

As I gazed upon the_beautiful_sights, my eyes_were drawn to one specific tree. It had to_have been a few feet taller_than the other_trees_around_it and its flowers_were a beautiful dark blue.

"What type_of tree is that?" I asked.

"Which_tree? I've got a lot of them_outside my window, in case you_didn't realize."

"The tall blue one,"_I responded,_my eyes tracing the tree's_majestic lines and_quiet beauty.

"It's_a Jacaranda tree._The one you're looking at was_specially bred to_have that deep blue color."

"How do_you_know?" I asked_looking_at_him.

In his_hand was the_piece_of metal_he'd_just extracted from my body. A_fraction_of its length was coated with thick_black clotted blood. It_must_have gone in about_an inch, with about a_half inch protruding. It had penetrated_my body_a lot_farther than I'd have thought.

He put it aside, and then pulled_my skirt down enough to see_the full extent of_the damage.

"The_wound_doesn't look too_bad._Grade one_should suffice," he said, digging though the_first aid_kit, looking for the grade one_wound healer.

Grade one would_heal_minor scrapes, cuts, and wounds. Everyone_had a grade one healer. It_was like having band aids_in_the_olden days. If you couldn't_even afford a grade one, you_must have been_dirt poor and would have sponged off_a_neighbor if you needed to be_healed.

Grade_two could semi heal medium deep_cuts_and_wounds and was only available_to people trained in medical fields._The normal consumer would get treated with a grade_two at a_doctor's office. If you had_an_injury_even worse than medium grade, you probably already had to_go to_the hospital, but_only a grade three healer would do you any good._Those were only available in hospitals and_on the black market.

If you were really special, and had all_the