The Plaguebearers - Log Seven
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xp_logsKane, Kitty and Logan arrange for all three mutants to be taken for medical treatment before quietly leaving the scene.
“Poor bastard.” Garrison looked at Death Adder. His features were barely human, a sheer mask of chitin obscuring his mouth. “Roxxon did all this.”
“Yes and no.” Sikorski shook his head sadly. “The subject was an employee who manifested in his late twenties. He started to grow the shell in patches over his power. He also started to manufacture the venom, but it was poisoning him. The original program was to try and neutralize that poison to give him a shot at surviving. How much of it is his natural mutation and how much is the product of manipulation is unknown. That’s why we’ve had so many problems trying to treat him.”
"Like what kind of problems?" Kitty asked.
"Reversing this?" He said, indicating the fallen mutant. "Roxxon was no innocent, but I can promise you, our program was about trying to reverse the worst effects of his mutation and what the previous program had done."
"Previous program?" Logan objectively knew that programs could have a flipflop of intentions depending on who ran the thing. But it still didn't sit well with him that the guy had been experimented on. "Hope you get to keep that altruism. Hard thing to have in programs like this."
"Before my time, but someone thought he'd make a great weapon. As if Roxxon needed one."
"Doc, I don't mean to rush you, but what are we doing with them. They all need medical treatment."
"I can call ambulances, ride with them to the hospital. You can contact the FBI and SHIELD once we're there."
Kitty nodded even as she inwardly bit her lip. "Sounds like a plan."
Her mind whirred over the implications of what Sikorski had said. Reversing mutations. Worst effects or not, what could that mean for the mansion?
"Here, let's get them up on to the bench here. Make it easier for them to load." Kane said, propping up the three unconscious bodies. "Doc?"
"St. Michael's is only a few blocks from here. They're dispatching an ambulance now." Sikorski said. "I suggest that you might want to be elsewhere when it arrives."
“Poor bastard.” Garrison looked at Death Adder. His features were barely human, a sheer mask of chitin obscuring his mouth. “Roxxon did all this.”
“Yes and no.” Sikorski shook his head sadly. “The subject was an employee who manifested in his late twenties. He started to grow the shell in patches over his power. He also started to manufacture the venom, but it was poisoning him. The original program was to try and neutralize that poison to give him a shot at surviving. How much of it is his natural mutation and how much is the product of manipulation is unknown. That’s why we’ve had so many problems trying to treat him.”
"Like what kind of problems?" Kitty asked.
"Reversing this?" He said, indicating the fallen mutant. "Roxxon was no innocent, but I can promise you, our program was about trying to reverse the worst effects of his mutation and what the previous program had done."
"Previous program?" Logan objectively knew that programs could have a flipflop of intentions depending on who ran the thing. But it still didn't sit well with him that the guy had been experimented on. "Hope you get to keep that altruism. Hard thing to have in programs like this."
"Before my time, but someone thought he'd make a great weapon. As if Roxxon needed one."
"Doc, I don't mean to rush you, but what are we doing with them. They all need medical treatment."
"I can call ambulances, ride with them to the hospital. You can contact the FBI and SHIELD once we're there."
Kitty nodded even as she inwardly bit her lip. "Sounds like a plan."
Her mind whirred over the implications of what Sikorski had said. Reversing mutations. Worst effects or not, what could that mean for the mansion?
"Here, let's get them up on to the bench here. Make it easier for them to load." Kane said, propping up the three unconscious bodies. "Doc?"
"St. Michael's is only a few blocks from here. They're dispatching an ambulance now." Sikorski said. "I suggest that you might want to be elsewhere when it arrives."
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