Jul 19, 2005 22:45
"Andy... The guy's well over two hundred. I'm gunna need more than just sixty. More like six hundred," Adam looked down at the yellowish powder on the scale, Andy on the other side of the table, measuring it out.
"Well, Adam... I suggest we start on the set. This shit is hard to make."
"I have all the time if it works..."
Andy smirked in worry, standing to turn to a full set of chemists glasswear. Vials, petri dishes, beakers, tubes, eyedroppers, bunsen burner, and the multi colored liquids already bubbling inside them. Adam rose to his feet, rubbing his chin.
"The chemical compounds are correct, it's just the dose that needs to be raised. Potency could use a dash more of the acetaminophen. Maybe five hundred milligrams on the dose. Speed up the process. Amplify it," Adam tilted his head as he spoke, brows furrowing as he punched the calculations out in his head.
"How much tetramine are we putting in this?" Andy winced, not liking the way this was going...
"We could use bromethalin, instead. There's no antidote to it, and it won't give him signs of internal bleeding. Just don't use any of the Yellow dye number three and it should come out white."
"Adam... Listen to yourself... I'm the biochemical engineer here... You're talkin' murder..."
Adam sneered blankly before him.
"Yeah? And?"