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[b]He steps in also.[/b]
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*you walk into a dark room. The smell of wet paint and rotting corpses are the first things you notice*
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"Definitely the Underworld, where are you, Mortar?"
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I'm behind you. *You turn around and see Mortar looking through a drawer* Where is that syringe?
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"What's it look like? The liquid, I mean."
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Depends on what blood type she has. *Holds a syringe* There it is. Give me a moment while I sterilize it. *I take a rag out of my pocket, dip it in alcohol, and start cleaning the needle*
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[b]He waits.[/b]
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So, um... How long has she been... like this?
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"A week."
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Okay. *I hold the needle up* Okay, that is done I'm just gonna take a blood test, make sure you still have enough humanity to work with this.
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"Okay."
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*I stick the needle in her, and after a few seconds, the syringe is filled with blood*
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[b]She stays completely still.[/b]
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*I take the needle out.* If you need to, there's some Cotton in that drawer over there. *I put the blood in a centrifuge * Well, good news is she's still humane enough to do this.
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Purity: "Thank god."
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*I insert the centrifuged blood in a liquid and mix that. I then pour that in the syringe.* You ready to be relieved?
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[b]The tiny dragon screeches.[/b]
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I'll take that as a good thing. *I inject the syringe in the little dragon*
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[b]It doesn't so much as flinch, and waits for the effects.[/b]
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Alright, give it a minute and you'll be fine.