Back to the last event?
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Because it seemed that Uteneth is feeling left out, or as though she thinks it is a bit of a competition to find new blood for their little 'colony', she vanishes for a few days at a time and eventually comes back with a triumphant bugle.
"Oh not another one," Virus sighs. "Where are we meant to put anyone now?"
"There are plenty of places, most of the hospital is vacant now anyway." Ihrinnah laughs. It is true, in the years since her arrival and that of the many new dragons, the research facility has become all but abandoned in haste to get away and seal the area.
They know that the government has begun plans to put up a tall cement wall around the whole place, but what does a wall mean to a dragon?
Besides, there are many other dragons now, the world is starting to open up to the idea that other dimensions exist, and all that. Alabaster's new game show didn't hurt the image at all - everyone wants plushies and toys and tickets to dragon-sponsored events...
Virus realizes that with the place empty ... he can actually experiment again. How hard would it be for a guy as suave as he, to find some unsuspecting homeless or runaway, and implant more of his devious germs into their bodies? They'd have a roof over their heads, food, entertainment. A whole facility to their liking, really.
"Let them build the fence," Virus says to one of the protesters, who'd stayed late into the evening. She looks a bit shocked at that, but Virus says, "it's safer for you that way."
"But... dragons should be free!" She says. Oblivious, Virus thinks. She's just brainless. She might do just fine.
"That's true, that's true," Virus says, glancing around. There are no visible vehicles. "Say, how did you get out here alone?"
"My group brought me, I told them I'd stay while they gathered more." She says. Better and better.
"Well why don't you come inside, there isn't any point to remaining out here, the work isn't being done under the cover of night you know." Virus smiles, and under his protective arm, the protester is led happily toward the facilities.
***
Oh I like that, comes a voice out of nowhere, into Virus' mind. She won't know what's hitting her.
Virus looks around, and since the voice is male and not one he knows, he makes the correct assumption that it's the new dragon that Uteneth brought back.
"Yes," Virus states, hoping that he's within earshot. Obviously he must be, if he's looking into the operating theater. "These idiotic protesters really have no mind of their own. It's like preying upon insects, really."
I bet you I could bring someone more challenging, more interesting.
"With no complications from relatives or publicity, that's the key," Virus says, finishing up his little 'operation'. He is implanting several small packets of various substances in the woman's body. When they break open, at random, they'd get to watch her reactions! From pain and mere irritation, to a variety of new colors or hallucinations. What fun!
Yes I know that, the dragon states, I want to play too. When I can fly, I will join you.
Virus turns to see a small very dark blue dragonet, he can't be more than a few weeks old. But already he's holding his head up high - and he's got luminescent blood-red baubles dancing along his spine and tail.
"With you, little one, you're going to be getting babies with candy," Virus indicates the glowing bobbles. "What is your name?"
Strychnine, is the reply.
"Perfection," Virus chuckles, and leads the dragonet out of the room - ignoring the woman he's left behind, she'll wake up and wonder what's going on. Just as he planned.
Name: Strychnine
Gender: Male
Size: 28' at the head
Color: Bloodwisp Blue
Personality: Suave, Elegant, Sneaky
From giveaway mating at Nexus, Ring of Fire
Parentage: Dam - Quiradath; Sire - Winddancer
Virus bonded Henshuth at the Ring of Fire Ihrinnah bonded Uteneth at Firestone
Cholera ... Variola ... Typhoid ... Candidiasis ... Escherichia ... Pylori
Digitalis ... Conium ... Zigadenus ... Atropa ... Calla ... Amanita ... Datura ... Disporum