073. [Voice Post.]
[The sound clicks on, catching someone right in the middle of screaming. The voice, even cracking, high-pitched and hysterical with desperation and agony, may be recognisable as Roxas's. Hojo speaks over it.]
-- Nevertheless, it appears to be composed as one might expect. Unusually dense, however, for its size. Interesting. I suppose you hadn't quite finished growing it.
It's curious to see a creature who can function to your extent with such a weak circulatory organ. Presumably you don't rely on it for your regular functions, so how is the blood normally circulated and oxygenated, and when is the transfer to heart-dependence made?
... Clearly not this soon. Really, Thirteenth. Is the noise worth it?
[After a while, the screaming becomes the word 'Axel', repeated over and over. There's a thumping as Roxas thrashes, the metal table legs clattering and thudding madly against the floor. A few wet sounds, and the screaming hits fever pitch again, the clattering growing ever more violent. Hojo is smiling audibly, not phased in the slightest.]
An inch or two more. I want to get a good look at your mediastinum. Believe me; we have barely begun.
Can you feel my hand inside, Thirteenth? A curious sensation, I'm sure.
... Now, this part will hurt a great deal more than the last.
[A pause, just a moment of silence. A renewed, deafening shriek barely begins before the sound suddenly clicks off.]
[Text]
The patient's heart condition is cured.
Private to Duke // Unhackable.
Kadaj and Yazoo, in case you weren't informed.
I shall be very interested to see what you do.
-- Nevertheless, it appears to be composed as one might expect. Unusually dense, however, for its size. Interesting. I suppose you hadn't quite finished growing it.
It's curious to see a creature who can function to your extent with such a weak circulatory organ. Presumably you don't rely on it for your regular functions, so how is the blood normally circulated and oxygenated, and when is the transfer to heart-dependence made?
... Clearly not this soon. Really, Thirteenth. Is the noise worth it?
[After a while, the screaming becomes the word 'Axel', repeated over and over. There's a thumping as Roxas thrashes, the metal table legs clattering and thudding madly against the floor. A few wet sounds, and the screaming hits fever pitch again, the clattering growing ever more violent. Hojo is smiling audibly, not phased in the slightest.]
An inch or two more. I want to get a good look at your mediastinum. Believe me; we have barely begun.
Can you feel my hand inside, Thirteenth? A curious sensation, I'm sure.
... Now, this part will hurt a great deal more than the last.
[A pause, just a moment of silence. A renewed, deafening shriek barely begins before the sound suddenly clicks off.]
[Text]
The patient's heart condition is cured.
Private to Duke // Unhackable.
Kadaj and Yazoo, in case you weren't informed.
I shall be very interested to see what you do.