My Creation (RelMeyer x Tort)
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				Title: <strong>My Creation (RelMeyer x Tort)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Torterrable</strong> on <strong>24-07-2014, 04:54:14</strong>
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				He shook the sleepiness from his eyes. This was not the time to be sleepy. This was the time to be excited, to be worked up, to be inspired. It was almost time. Years of fruitful and fruitless struggle alike culminated here, on this innocent Saturday morning after he had slaved all night preparing it. Blood ran through her veins now, and her heart beat warmly. He had heard it himself. She had to be on an IV drip now, too, for otherwise her body, so carefully prepared, molded by his wishes and wants, would atrophy as it floated, supported by warm water.<br><br>Dr. Marcus Incandenza nearly trembled with delight as he moved around the room, checking to make sure the electrodes were charging well. They were. He checked the adapted defibrillator, attached to her chest, and it was ready as well. Marcus rubbed some more sleep from his eyes and sat down in a chair, staring at her, breathing hard. Was this to be it, then? It felt oddly uneventful, yet extremely climactic at the same time. Slowly, he stood, checking the charge on the electrodes for the fifteenth time. They had been ready for a while. <br><br>The last hour had mostly been last minute check ups, ensuring that everything he had prepared for her would be perfect. But what if there was something he missed? What if she did not wake up? What if...what if...what if? He shuddered and closed his eyes, then shook his head. No. When he opened his stormy grey eyes again, they were hard as rock. He was a scientist. He had calculated every last thing. This would work. He reached for the switch that powered the machine that would jumpstart the girl's heart and brain, and closed his fingers around it. Here went nothing.<br><br>When he yanked it down, the electricity coursing through the room set his blonde hair on end.
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