[The feed turned on, showing the Hunter looking a little worse for wear. His left arm was bleeding from bullets he'd taken from the splicers before a Little Sister had shown up with her Big Daddy, and screamed. Chaos had soon ensued, but now it was quiet but for the grieving girl that wept at the creatures side.]
Has anyone found a cure for these
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[A pause as she peers at him.] Are you in need of assistance?
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I see.
[At that question, his gaze shifted back to her.]
Not anymore. The creatures are dead but for the girl.
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Did you... rescue her?
[She nods.] All right. Try to find some place safe.
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[His eyes were drawn once more the sobbing kid.]
She doesn't seem to think so.
[He gave her a small nod at her last statement.]
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I'll deal with it, if it is.
[As he spoke, the silver vines, kept sliding against his neck searching for more blood and refusing to retract as he told them too.]
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She pauses, noticing those vines again. She spotted them before.] What exactly are those on your neck?
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[He's trying to will them away, but Bloodyrose always had a will of its own and it wanted more blood.]
... Vines. [Better a short reply than no answer at all since, he couldn't exactly deny them, not when they slithered across his neck.]
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I can see that. But what are they? What are they doing and why are they on your neck?
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