"Good. Stay that way," says Gordon; he can hear howls in the distance, coming in over the rooftops. The faster he shoulders that building's door open, the happier he'll be. "And stay awake until we can find something to counteract that venom!"
If he has to get out of his suit to put her in it for an antidote-
Oh, thank the pitiless and impersonal forces of chance and entropy, Father Grigori did leave a couple of medkits in here, under the stairs. Gordon quails a little at the thought of having to make it up three floors' worth of stairs to get to the roof, but he needn't have worried- there's an old cargo elevator on the opposite wall. "Okay," he says, cracking open the first white box. "Dinah, I need you to swallow this stuff for me. It's nasty, but it saved my skin more times than I can count. Keep going until there's no more left."
He hands her the first green cylinder, its top already pried off, and starts jamming the elevator button with his thumb as if repeated punchings could make it go faster.
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Date: 2008-07-29 05:49 pm (UTC)If he has to get out of his suit to put her in it for an antidote-
Oh, thank the pitiless and impersonal forces of chance and entropy, Father Grigori did leave a couple of medkits in here, under the stairs. Gordon quails a little at the thought of having to make it up three floors' worth of stairs to get to the roof, but he needn't have worried- there's an old cargo elevator on the opposite wall. "Okay," he says, cracking open the first white box. "Dinah, I need you to swallow this stuff for me. It's nasty, but it saved my skin more times than I can count. Keep going until there's no more left."
He hands her the first green cylinder, its top already pried off, and starts jamming the elevator button with his thumb as if repeated punchings could make it go faster.