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Post by Meluivan Indil on Sept 24, 2008 13:11:54 GMT -5
When she left the lab this seriously was not what she had expected. Sure she had expected to find a few of the wandering crazed meandering through the facilities halls. But not the mass of lunacy she had found.
The corridor the lab was in had been relatively clear but the next corridor over was completly inundated with writhing masses of people who barely even resembled humans in their state.
She had stationed herself near the doorway to the lab corridor and was attempting not to let any of them through. But there were just too many to fight. She had opted to use brute force against them instead of her Katana, knowing that she would regret killing them once this was over, but as she was pushed backwards into the lab corridor she decided enough was enough and drew her blade.
The crazed didn't seem fazed at first by the deadly weapon but once she had started slashing at arms and legs, trying to inflict only glancing blows they soon decided to give her a wide berth. But a few had aleady made it past her and were working thier way towards the lab.
She did her best to skirt around the mob and backed her way into the lab again.
She kept her blade drawn and glanced over her shoulder to see if the doctor and Ark were still standing and was glad to see that they were. "Hey, Doc, do these doors lock? If not we got company coming."
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Post by LadyRiona on Sept 24, 2008 16:26:20 GMT -5
Jude watched in amazement at what happened: little strands of glass smoothed over her skin, over the scratches, seeming to stitch them back together. It was like the ultimate cure-all, or something. When Ark spoke, all Jude could do was chuckle.
"No, it can't," she agreed. "But if it could, then we would probably only need a handful of doctors per hospital." She looked up at him and smiled a little. "Thank you."
With that said, she walked over to the counter and moved the incubator to a safer spot on the surface. Just as she did, the vampiress reappeared, katana raised. For a split second, Jude was a little concerned that she had gone completely homicidal on them and had come to slay them. However, the statement she made told Jude otherwise.
A curse left Jude's mouth as she crossed the room to the doors. "They lock, yeah," she said finally, mashing a few buttons quickly on a keypad. A moment later, the doors slid shut with a whooshing sound. A metallic sound followed it as the locks initiatied. "I don't know how long they'll hold, though; they weren't meant to keep out mad people."
Jude let out a breath before hitting a few more buttons on the keypad. "Ark, what should we do with him?" she asked, gesturing to the sedated man on the floor a few feet away from her. "It was only a light sedative I gave him; it'll only last about an hour. Can we be out of here before then?" As she spoke, Jude walked over to a closet and pulled out a mop. She gave the vampiress a hesitant look before moving to clean up the spilled blood on the floor. To the vampiress, she mumbled, "Sorry about that, it'll be clean in a minute."
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Post by Ark on Sept 24, 2008 18:10:05 GMT -5
"Well, he may prove of some benefit, actually. Unlike you, I am not bound to the Hippocratic Oath. Therefore, I see him as a rather convenient test subject." Ark stated rather matter-of-factly. "The cure should be stewed enough anyway; I'll give him some. Hopefully he'll just sleep." He stated with a mischievous chuckle "Otherwise he won't be pleased with the side effects."
With that, Ark flicked his wrist, summoning a thin glass needle to appear in his hand. Gingerly, he dipped it into the fluid, and with a smirk and a haphazard toss, the needle was embedded in the man's arm, his natural blood flow diffusing the medicine into his blood stream.
He seemed to twitch lightly before he was still again, his breathing ragged. "Alright, seems normal enough now; as long as he doesn't start spontaneously bleeding he'll be fine."
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Post by LadyRiona on Sept 24, 2008 21:56:36 GMT -5
As Ark spoke, his tone a little nonchalant, Jude worked her mouth to speak, to say anything. She had finally formed the words in her mouth to ask him what he was doing after watching him form a needle from seemingly nowhere, but it was too late. She watched the needle fly across the room and land directly in a vein. Jude could only shake her head.
"If he does begin to bleed," she began, pushing some stray hair from her face, "won't you be glad to have a doctor around to at least try to fix him?" She smirked a little. "So now what? We wait to see what it does while there's an unknown amount of people outside of this door, probably dying to be in here?"
Jude crossed the room again to the counter where she'd been working. She had one vial of blood remaining. One had been spilled all over the floor, and the other had been used for rapid tests. Of course, they were done by now. She was very glad that the printer was in the same room and not in an asininely remote location, as in other hospitals. Retrieving them at this point in time would be rather impossible. Still, Jude was a little hesitant about checking them. It was one thing when she was looking for a disease in a patient; it was something completely different when she was searching for an unknown variable in herself.
Slowly, she walked to the printer and grabbed the sheets of paper there then brought them back to the counter. She set them face down before sitting on a stool, staring at the papers. Jude didn't know what to do. If she found nothing, then there was no big deal for now. Granted, something could turn up on the rapids she'd have to redo, but she'd be normal for now. But what if something did turn up, something abnormal? Jude had a feeling that whatever could possibly be proved wouldn't be something fixable with medicine. Nor did she think it would be life-threatening, only life-altering.
"I can't do this yet," she mumbled to herself then set about to redo her rapid tests. To the vampiress, she said, "Sorry if this bothers you, but I have to do it." I don't know why, she thought, if I'm going to be too much of a pansy to even look at the results, whenever they're done.
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Post by Meluivan Indil on Oct 5, 2008 20:19:34 GMT -5
Ata's nose twitched at the smell of the blood but she held back, using what restraint she still possessed to do so.
It wasn't as if she were still hungry. As often as she'd fed that night she shouldn't be hungry again for quite a few hours, but the voices were still persistent. She moved as far away from the doctor as she could and waited for something to happen. Anything at all would do at that point. Inactivity just served to make the voices louder.
She reached up and rubbed her head trying to sooth the throbbing the voices were beginning to cause in her temples. "Hey, Ark! Does that stuff you made work on Vampires? If it does you might want to keep another dose ready, just in case."
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Post by Ark on Oct 5, 2008 21:36:17 GMT -5
Ark shrugged his shoulders with a look of uncertainty. "I suppose it should; your body's natural tendencies would repel most of any possible effect. I dare say it would probably work better for you, actually." He wondered aloud.
"We need to find some way of distributing this en masse, though. Do most of the streets run over central water distribution pipes in this city? Maybe we could use pressure to just blow them... maybe even cloud seeding..." he muttered, pacing around. "Any thoughts?"
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Post by Meluivan Indil on Oct 6, 2008 15:35:08 GMT -5
"Water distribution pipes? Cloud seeding?" she asked with a look of confusion slipping over her features. "You do realize that the only forms of technology I use are the ones I can't find a way not to?"
She had no earthly idea what cloud seeding even was, but major water pipes she had seen in various parts of the city, but whether or not they ran throughout the entire city, she had no earthly idea. Weren't there parts of the city on private well water? Then a thought struck her and maybe she could offer some advice.
"I'm not sure about the water pipes, but the sewer system is city wide." That she was sure about. She had used the system many times to effect hasty escapes when her jobs weren't quite legal. "And it's mostly knee deep water down there. Could we somehow distribute it that way? Steam or something?"
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