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Forum-Index → Roleplay → Shades of Gray(Thread)"You did it. You crazy bastard..."
His grin was psychotic, but hadn't faded, even as the bullet ripped through his head.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~

"Put It On The Truck Fox! Im Gonna Revive Him On The Laboratary"
Walked Back To His Home
"What Did I Done!??"
"Am I A Murderer!?? Is This Even Count As The Murder!!??"
"I Just Do The Governments Command But Why I Been Like Intensely Crazy"
"I Think I Need Some Rest"
"Today is a great day," she said aloud. Using her magnetism, she lifted his body into the air, and oriented him as if he could possibly be walking. A simple strip of fabric hid the blood caked on his head. A bit of dry ice stolen from a merchant became the pseudo-cryogenics to keep him alive. Her EM field lowered the temperature so it wouldn't sublimate. The girl and the marionette hovered down the back alleys of the city, until they reached a secret corner of the world.
Pulling up a trap door, Elucian used an EM pulse, and brought the two down underground. It was one of the many safehouses that various villains used. There were seven in all; while a villain was in the "community" safehouses, the could not raise arms against their fellow villains.
Luckily, it was deserted. Luce EMed Kendo onto a lab table in the pristine sciency portion of the structure. Using her powers, she did a brain scan. Perfect, she thought. Only Time would be so blinded by revenge to actually miss all the important bits. His skull was cracked where the bullet had entered, but neither the bullet nor the bone fragments had pierced his brain. Kendo was literally too thick-headed. Perfect.
She erected a very precise field in the lab. First order of business: stop the blood. Using her iron manipulation, she was able to redirect Kendo's blood so he didn't lose it all from the open wound. She removed the bullet, and surveyed what she had to work with. Second order of business: fix the skull. Mixing a combination of plaster and steel, she created a plate that would replace the fractured bits. Slowly angling a medical hydrolic drill, she carefully removed each part of the skull that was cracked, mindful as to not touch the brain. She replaced it with the metal plate, and fused it to his existing skull using a combination of adhesion and magnetism.
Third: she needed to heal the wound itself. Activating her iron manipulation again, she carefully rebuilt the circulatory system near the point of impact. Each vein needed to be as precise as possible. It was time consuming. She carefully coaxed the dead cells back to life with her pulses, and moved them into position by interacting with the iron in the ribosomes stored in the endoplasmic reticulum. An hour later, they were done. She re-pressurized the veins by forcing all the oxygen out of them, and resumed the blood flow. Fourth: the wound needed to be closed. A little bit of needle and thread did the job perfectly.
And while she was here... nicotine had faint traces of iron in it. Elucian carefully removed the bits that had embedded themselves in Kendo's lungs. This would buy him another half-decade before smoking killed him. But honestly... he needed to give up the disgusting habit.
Fifth and finally: she actually needed to make Kendo alive again. She administered a sedative so he wouldn't wake up prematurely as she was finishing the job. A quick EM pulse jolted his heart back to life, and a bit of fine tuning ensured that all the cells would follow the pacemaker she had selected. She followed the electricity with her mind. It was indeed reaching his brain.
Injecting Kendo with the counter-sedative, she stood back and surveyed her work. He was alive.
"Wakey, wakey, you idiot. I am never trusting my judgement in staying out of a fight again..."
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
Kendo jumped up, getting off the table.
"GAhhh, That [duck]ing hurt! You know I would've been fine even if you left me there, right?"
Kendo got off the table, stretching. He pat down his pockets, making sure everything was there. Of course, his cigarettes were gone.
"Hey! Give me my cigs back!"
He sighed. He closed his eyes for a second, a slight green glow surrounding his body.
"There we go! all healed :]"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~