Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151228164805/@comment-5543592-20151229234442

He nodded in reply, glancing off, sighing again. He turned back and focused on her face a moment, analyzing her, and leaned forward just slightly, before catching himself. There'd... be time for that later. He had to focus on other things now.

Then heart pounding, he lay back on the stretcher.

"Alright." He said, muscles in his arms tensing. "Go ahead.  Strap me in and everything."

Some where in the distance, there was a whirling noise.

"''Oh, boy-o." ''Tommy said, turning for the circuit breaker of the auxillary generator to it's selected FEV vat. "Experimental Batch 'P'," is what it was labeled. It was now connected by pipes to the Testing Room. All one had to do to let the viral liquid spill into the Testing Room now was flip the proper switch in the observation room.

But Tommy wasn't done yet. The Eyebot popped out it's mechanical arm bearing the surgical saw, and severed the ropes baring the oil drum. It used it's percision laser to unseal the barrel, and then pulled the lid back with one of it's many arms. Then, using all it's robotic strength, it dumped the oil drum's contents into the vat. Most of what poured out was some kind of red, chunky gunk, but there were a few things that were recognizable in the new fluid.

Skulls.

Spines.

Bones.

The drum's contents floated for a moment on the FEV's surface, before being subsummed by the virus.

Back at the virology lab's main room, lights flickered, and power was completely restored beyond just what Clive had done. Diodes and other technical do-hickeys flashed back in the observational room that needed attention.