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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 9, 2011 22:07:42 GMT -5
*I get out of the elevator half carrying, half dragging the kj. A doctor runs over with a gurney and I sit her down* No testing just patch her up. If you send her to the lab we'll have a problem. *the doctor nods and pushes the gurney away. I look at my jacket and hands. I see all the blood* Least its not mine.
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 9, 2011 22:10:48 GMT -5
*sighs* exciting day....
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Mar 9, 2011 22:12:11 GMT -5
*starts mumbling* Aftermath... where are you?
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Mar 9, 2011 22:30:42 GMT -5
*sugar is taken into one of the operating rooms to be prepped for surgery*
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 9, 2011 22:39:12 GMT -5
*after plenty of stitches, lots of gauze, and an hour of blood transfusions the doctors put the kj into a recovery room. I wave for trite to follow me into her room. I pick the chart up off of the door and look through it.* Nolla I helped you right. . .I'm making sure they don't run any experiments on you so its only fair you let us know a little bit about this formula you were working on.
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 9, 2011 22:40:03 GMT -5
*grumbles* I was done with this one....*follows ame anyways, stands by the doorway*
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Mar 9, 2011 22:42:20 GMT -5
*looks up at them shakily* Its wrong... the formula... It killed them... none of the test subjects survived longer than a day....
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 9, 2011 22:46:53 GMT -5
*snorts* duh, why else are we asking you.....*sighs* just tell us the right one so we can just get on with our lives and you can live.....
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 9, 2011 22:49:06 GMT -5
You created it they probably think you can fix it. If you plan on getting out of here you should just bs some ideas on where you went wrong to give the lab a starting point. By time they figure out you've lied you'll be far into the zones.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Mar 9, 2011 22:49:54 GMT -5
*shakes head* even the right one shortened their lifespans severely... I did the calculations... the muscles will over work themselves and the subjects will die in 6 to 8 months....
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Post by Trite Boig on Mar 9, 2011 22:53:59 GMT -5
*annoyed he walks out* waste of time...
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 9, 2011 22:53:46 GMT -5
*I hand her the chart and a pen* I'm asking you to lie. Just come up with a few fake formulas. Then I can let you go for cooperation. You're not working with me here.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Mar 9, 2011 22:57:54 GMT -5
*sighs* Im trying to tell you... The serum will never work... Ive tried every combination possible... the venoms are what kill them... but its not possible to make with out them... *grabs the pen and paper* Here... Its the venoms that caused the least degenerative results.... *hands him the list* Please... just listen to me about this... If they go through with these serums... its a mistake...
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Mar 9, 2011 22:59:25 GMT -5
*bursts through the entrance* We mad it buddy! *looks at heath, he's torn in half with a bloody trail behind his torso* oh... whoops. anyways... Aftermath is here!
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Post by BurbankAme on Mar 9, 2011 23:01:04 GMT -5
I don't care what they do with the serums. I have to let you go or they'll keep you here till you get the right formula.*i put the list into my pocket* I just needed something to show them so I don't get fired for trying to help you. Now if you can walk you can go.
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