Bad End || Cage & Virus
Virus replied though the gag in his mouth only muffled the words. As he pulled against the restraint. As the fluids entered his system he felt the normal enough numbness that came from any kind of injection. He clenched and relaxed his arm trying to ward off the dreaded feeling as it entered his blood stream. Virus hated the fact he’d been caught by the other.
He blinked lightly trying to focus on what Cage was saying. Sharpen the senses? So like a super drug then? He let out a light breath of relief keeping it to himself as his eyes fluttered and his head shifted after some time. The effects of the drug slowly starting to take effect. He blinked the blurry images away as he looked back up from his lap, he couldn’t let Cage out of his sight he had to keep an eye on the male.
Of course, Cage had moved out of Virus's sight. It was a frequent thing he did when he was with a subject. Yes, he considered Virus a subject now. The man was nothing to the doctor. Just an object of his enjoyment now. He vaguely wondered how Virus felt about that, though. With a smirk, he peeked a glance at the man.
"I do this so I can push my subjects beyond their limit," he said. "The more they feel, the more interesting the experience is. And you..." He moved back over to Virus's side, pulling a tray with him. "You're hardened." Cage placed a icy hand along Virus's forehead, as though to pet him. "But you're not dead. Not just yet..."











