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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-03-25 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[I HATE THAT THE KNOWLEDGE I HAVE GAINED IN THE LAST HOUR HAS RADICALLY CHANGED THE PURPOSE BEHIND THIS TAG.]

Just a few tests! Considering everything, there are some comparison I want to make!

[He'll just lead Viktor away to the hellish Hansel and Gretel biochem lab, holding his arm the whole way there. There's already an array of blood-drawing tools out on one of the counters HELP.]
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-03-26 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
[DON'T BEAT ME THIS WASN'T MY FAULT NOW YOU LISTEN HERE chops you in half and sends both halves to different levels of hell

Anyway, like he can sense the Lucien lurking in the distance getting ready to strangle Viktor:]


We'll get rid of the samples in that furnace right away, so you don't have to worry about it. Not that it matters, I guess! [Hopefully this is after the townhall or that's just a worrying response. ANYWAY he's got a little chair already dragged over! Nice and comfy!]

May you please take a seat?
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[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-03-27 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
[HELP. LUCIEN JUST THE SHOULDER DEVIL AND ANGEL, BOTH YELLING TO NOT GIVE BLOOD TO A WEIRDO SCIENTIST. But Viktor is also a weirdo scientist so is this not just a net zero gain/loss arrangement...

Anyway, Dahut will go to slip off his usual gloves and slide on a pair of nitrile ones.]


Do you have a preferred arm?

[imagine i just hadn't let you edit]