❝Leave the monster's body as-is.❞

[clinical]

[Out in the open of the Plane, there's a sterile table with a dead giant hand on it. The layers of its flesh have been peeled back and pinned down by metal shish kabob sticks from the kitchen. Jade is just carving away at another layer, revealing the general bone structure, when there's a scream from a little way away.]

[Jade puts down his scalpel. The zombie runs at Jade quickly, still screaming, it's jaw gaping and wide, and Jade takes a few steps towards it and impales it with the spear he draws out with a burst of light. The creature is still screaming, but that doesn't bother Jade particularly. He just moves it with his spear onto a second table, injects it with something, and uses more shish kabob sticks to hold it down. Jade watches it thrash and scream for a moment, but the injection doesn't work.]

Hm. What a shame.

[With surgical precision, Jade severs the creature's head from its body. It is so difficult to dissect something that is thrashing around. The screaming stops, not that Jade was disturbed by it in the first place, and Jade draws his spear back into his arm.]

Comments

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

[Sherlock watches with no actual feeling. What a nice, well, feeling. He tilts his head.]

Very impressive.

[clinical]

It's disappointing that neither of them took to sedation. [Jade steps back over to the no-longer-walking hand, as he wasn't done with it when the zombie decided to offer itself up. He cuts out a bit of flesh and sets it out on a slide.]

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

[Sherlock leans close to inspect one of the hands.] Have you determined how this functions?

[brandyhabit.livejournal.com]

[Benny is horrified, because ewwwwwwwwww]

At least you're keeping busy.

[clinical]

[Jade shrugs] I've dissected monsters since I was a child.

[And then a frown flickers over his face. That was not what he had intended to say. It was about as horrifying as the lie he had come up with, but it was also true, and that's odd.]

[brandyhabit.livejournal.com]

That's new. I'm sure that made for very interesting school days.

[she cringes, looking at the two figures skewered onto the table]

Temporal manipulation and vivisection. Is there anything you can't do?

[promisedsomeone.livejournal.com]

[Asch is only moving from spot to spot as a necessity. Still, Jade's amazing work manages to catch his attention. Well, that's disgusting. Asch does a good impression of someone who's swallowed a bug.

He had something to say but he sort of forgot.]

... Is this supposed to help us get out of here?

[clinical]

[There's really only one suitable response to this:]

If you're squeamish, you're free to leave.

[promisedsomeone.livejournal.com]

[Troll harder, Jade.]

I'm not squeamish. I thought you would be more interested in whoever apparently broke the Machine.

[lamb_of_gold]

Discovered anything of interest?

[He gives the hand a good once over, keeping his face neutral]

[clinical]

They're mostly consistent with decayed human corpses, though the muscles are stronger than normal after this much decomposition.

[lamb_of_gold]

They'd have to be, especially onces this large - I've seen them on the walls and ceilings of several places.

[He shifts to look at the headless zombie] And these ones are surprisingly agile.

[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan is intrigued by dissection! He knows it when he sees it, and wanders over, casually eating some chips. He's probably a little dishevelled looking, he's not used to, you know, not being pampered and treated like The Best Thing Ever.]

Nice, uh, set up.

[He takes a peek at the work Jade is doing, and is very cautious to remain over here while he still has food.]

Pretty awesome.

[clinical]

[Jade notices the food and immediately goes on guard (food? In Jade's dissected corpse? It's more likely than you think!) but he is staying at a safe distance, so Jade is fine.] Supplies were hard to come by, but the specimens are drawn to the smell.

[onehundredbeers]

[Nathan continues to stay over here with his food.]

Yeah, I- I can, uh, imagine.

[Mmm, chips.]

Good choice on the, uh, shish kabob sticks. Pins prob- probably wouldn't work.

[He rubs his hand on his pants and gestures to Jade's work.]

Skin looks- looks like it might have, uh, a leathery quality. Fucking bitch to... to get pins through.

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

[Tear is... annoyed, in her own way. Goings on in their own world as well as what's happened here have set her on edge in the worst way.]

Colonel Curtiss...

[clinical]

[Jade gives her a smile and not much else to go on.]

Tear. Care to help?

[youidiots.livejournal.com]

[While nonplussed about corpses, monster or human, she is still disturbed by the candour with which he seems to go about his work.]

... I-I'm intelligence, not forensics.

[royallybitching.livejournal.com]

W-What the hell...

[He's too busy STARING IN HORROR to even be loud.]

[clinical]

[Little does Luke realize . . .]

[Jade recognizes that horror anywhere! It is sometimes easy to ignore, but Jade has never forgotten how much killing even a Liger Queen bothers Luke. It is so in contrast to how Jade thinks.]

You should leave if it bothers you. I'll be working on this for some time.

[royallybitching.livejournal.com]

[Someone can't hear you over horror.]

Just what the hell do you think you're doing to it?!

[reverseptsd.livejournal.com]

[John should be disturbed about this. He really, really should; otherwise, what right does he have to complain of finding severed heads in the fridge?

But his medical curiosity, among other things, has been peaked, and he has no reservations about approaching the tables and examining Jade's work closely, absorbed in what the dissection shows him]

[clinical]

[Jade, like the man who keeps severed heads in the fridge, doesn't seem to mind John's presence. In fact, he much prefers it to people who get into moral outrages about what he is doing. He only adjusts his positioning a little to let John get a better look at what he is doing.]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Diva doesn't approve of science! But those things are annoying, so she can't be mad, either. Conflict!}

...Ne, is that really necessary? {She nods to the hand, but the zombie is in the same boat} It doesn't seem very helpful.

[clinical]

It's very helpful. I tremble with nerves in situations like these. The only way I can control my panic is by dissecting animals.

[ooc; ): I only just now got to start doing tags. One more assignment down, yeah!]