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i will ... take responsibility. / bleach 497

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akon / bleach 498

"If that burns, that's the anti-Blacklight vaccine I've been working on. Or it might just be bleach, I use that a lot." [willstitch]

Anti-Blackl—he has Whitelight?

Further thought leads him to discard the notion all together. Were it Whitelight pouring through the needle in his skin, he would know, as burning would be the very least of his worries. Besides, ‘working on’ implied the so-called vaccine was not yet established, eliminating the possibility that it might be anything that known to the general populace, as Whitelight was. Still, it is an interesting prospect; another potential cure and ward for Blacklight, tested upon the viral patriarch himself. Alas, it is likely that the fluid scorching its way through his biomass is little more than bleach. Again, despite the burn, it sparks intrigue. Such measures would undoubtedly kill a human, or animal, or whatever else found itself on the receiving end, minus a few exceptions. That’s common knowledge. So, unless this guy was some sort of serial killer, there would be no reason to use it a lot, as he’d claimed to, save for disinfecting things…

——— —- ———….ha ha.

Where it enters, his biomass reacts, bustling to the surface in a swirl of agitated cords and tendrils, and as it does the burn subsides until it’s nothing more than an annoyance. An itch. His body repaired the damage with ease and, in the face of small injuries, without a need for consuming another. However, given the circumstances, he may have to make an exception. This guy wants to understand the Mercer virus? Well then, it seems only right that the virus itself give him all the little details.

“Yeah?” Fingers flex. Beneath the skin’s appearance biomass pools but never breaks, never shifts in full; not yet. Containment protocols limit his mobility, albeit temporarily. Once he got his bearings, there would be no stopping him, but for now he has to play the cards just right. The last thing he needs right now is another face full of Bloodtox as punishment; it may not effect him as once it had, but the extended exposure to the right capacity could still bring him to his knees. Again, it is temporary, but it’s a situation he would much rather avoid. Thus he’ll simply have to wait for the opportunity to lay his hand on the table and give this bastard a taste of what he’s really dealing with here.

Until such a time, a little heartfelt fuck you would do just fine.