DNA strands in my hair [quite open]

[notlewis]

Luis had acquired a new thing in a jar.

Well, really, two new things in a jar, two long organic objects a little less than two feet long that looked like large segmented legs, the type you'd find on an insect. One of them sat on the back end of his desk, frozen in stasis in a chemical designed for doing just that. The other he kept in a different jar and he was currently in the middle of testing some of the tissue he'd scraped off of it. It was placed in an airtight contaminant observation box while he performed various experiments on it.

It was susceptible to various types of damage but also had remarkable regenerative capabilities, growing back quickly when he burned or sliced it away. The real interesting part came when he applied an electrical current to it. The slice of flesh looked like it was sizzling and then suddenly burst into action, growing into a pulsating mass several times its original size and quivering until it exploded, coating the inside of the box with a nasty greenish-purplish-yellow fluid that began to ooze and drip.

Luis stared at it for a few good seconds, then pulled off his glasses, ripped off his gloves and began packing up his supplies, shaking his head with a heavy sigh. He looked exhausted and desperately in need of a distraction.

It was time for a drink. Or to at least find something, or someone, that could get him out of this lab for the rest of the night.

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[governorkang]

"I have to keep hoping. Besides, Stacy would be crazy to bypass a warrior like her," Kang grinned, almost dangerously. He knew exactly how fierce she could be.

"I've noticed," he remarked dryly. "The only other person from my world here has been dead in my timeline for five years, and he was nabbed from a point decades further back. Hell, he didn't have any idea what I was."

[notlewis]

Luis smiled a little crookedly and nodded, his head still bobbing a little with a combination of inebriation and sleep deprival.

"Can you keep a secret?" he asked, then immediately went on. "Well I guess it's not a secret so much, I don't really care, it is what it is-- but I was dead too, before I woke up here. Leon says for almost two years. Isn't that something?"

[governorkang]

"In his timeline, but not in yours," Kang leaned forward slightly on his good arm.

"It is interesting. Awkward as hell to deal with, on both ends, though." He fell silent, a sudden thought coming to mind. He wasn't sure if he was comfortable with the idea of her showing up on Stacy.

[notlewis]

"Well, I'm assuming that it's only been two years for him because I was dead at the time. And I was definitely dead. I remember it and everything." It almost sounded like Luis was amused by the idea.

"It's not a big deal. I had it coming anyway. And it's been like a gold mine of research opportunities." He thumped himself on the chest.

[governorkang]

Kang quirked an eyebrow ridge, "...you were dead? That's... that can't be possible. You probably got nabbed right after you were hit, but before you actually died. And what do you mean, you had it coming?"

[notlewis]

"And that's the interesting thing. I should have a hole, about the size of a football-- American, not European--" he motioned to the center of his chest, near the bottom of his ribcage. "Right about here. Or at least a scar or something to indicate it was there. Because I remember receiving that wound quite, quite vividly."

It was hard to forget something like that, really.

Luis waved off his other question with a shake of his head. "It's a long story. It's nothing crucial."

[governorkang]

"Huh. That is interesting," Kang mused, taking a long pull from his tankard. "Do you need a refill?"

[notlewis]

"Yeah," Luis said, handing his tankard over. "This stuff is pretty good, my compliments."

[governorkang]

"Zokez II. I made sure to pick up the recipe, and the grain and hops needed to brew it," Kang disappeared into the back room, coming back after a few seconds and setting the full tankard in front of Luis.