[ When the feed switches on, it shows Rogue seated at her desk, distractedly flicking some folded paper bits across it. She seems lost in thought, and it looks like she's been chewing on her lower lip a bit more than is healthy. A nervous habit, perhaps...
She sighs and glances over to the camera. ]I hate this waitin' game... ain't my style and
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Just... tell me when you're ready for me.
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You doin' okay, besides?
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Just... nervous about it.
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[He sighs, takes a puff off his cigarette.]
Basically, I'd be makin' it so that your body could not only handle but respond favourably to the amount'a ADAM I'd have to be pumpin' into your system. See, the problem with ADAM is, if someone gets too much too fast, they become addicted and their entire genetic code starts t'fall apart, but there's a certain thing one can do t'ensure that doesn't happen, but it'd be... unpleasant for a few days. T'make sure it took, see.
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But we'd be able t'"purify" it, in a manner'a speakin', makin' it so I could do whatever I need to and you wouldn't lose your mind. 'Course, the glowin' eyes'n greenish skin'd go away.
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A slug. In my stomach.
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