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I need as many 21-gauge hypodermic needles as possible, the pumps and vials necessary to use them for drawing blood, a full bottle of isopropyl alcohol, cotton balls, gauze bandage, an anticoagulant--that will be the difficult one, I believe--and access to a microscope.
[Grimoire gives a sigh that comes out almost like a chuckle.]
A lab to work in would be nice as well, but I'm not holding my breath on that one.
If anyone can be of any assistance on this matter, I'd greatly appreciate it.
[His tone lightens somewhat, but he still sounds very serious.]
Assuming the better part of these supplies make it into my possession at some point in the future--Vincent, General Sephiroth, I'd like to have a word with the two of you.
[Pause.]
...Separately, of course.
[For some reason, he just doesn't see his son and the Silver Elite getting along well enough, and this is going to be a difficult conversation to begin with.]
[Grimoire gives a sigh that comes out almost like a chuckle.]
A lab to work in would be nice as well, but I'm not holding my breath on that one.
If anyone can be of any assistance on this matter, I'd greatly appreciate it.
[His tone lightens somewhat, but he still sounds very serious.]
Assuming the better part of these supplies make it into my possession at some point in the future--Vincent, General Sephiroth, I'd like to have a word with the two of you.
[Pause.]
...Separately, of course.
[For some reason, he just doesn't see his son and the Silver Elite getting along well enough, and this is going to be a difficult conversation to begin with.]