[ it's a testing lab for a new pharmaceutical product. not quite medicine, but not quite weaponised biologics yet. it's always unfortunate when volunteers find themselves on the wrong side of medical testing history, but rats don't have the nervous system needed for something to be marketable — and, well, that's where johnny works.
make marketing's job easier. she's not killing people, at least. change of pace; always good. ]
[ if she were honest – she's not here to pick a fight. not yet. ]
my first zombie friend. madam would love to hear it.
[ she wouldn't; she would hate it. to pollute divinity even by association, in madam's mind, would be an insult to everything that the convent stands for. but she's never kissed an angel on the mouth, or swallowed the blood off its tongue, and johnny's not answered her call in years. she can hate all she likes. ]
i'll bring coffee. water? what's a good drink for blowing up a thing?
black coffee, no sugar, paper cups. i'll see you there.
[ attached is a map pin, and a quick photo of the building. it's a sleek monolith of a building, almost brutalist if not for the ornate wrought iron railings securing the tall, narrow windows. the facade reads SUJI NEOTEC in fading red. ]
( it's an invitation that calls for moon knight rather than mr. knight, a distinction created off the back of necessity and a want to rehabilitate his own image. the three-piece suit has been swapped for something more tactical, more form-fitting, chelsea boots swapped for toe-capped boots and fine white leather gloves swapped for spiked cestus. it's not that marc wants trouble, not really, but blowing up a building? it's the sort of thing that invites it.
he's early because he's him, and he waits in front of the railings, hard to miss as always. subtlety has never been a trait marc spector's embraced, the white of moon knight as stark and bright as ever in the dark, a deliberate disregarding of popular convention: he wants to be seen.
it's not always the most considerate approach for anyone that might accompany him. )
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[ it's a testing lab for a new pharmaceutical product. not quite medicine, but not quite weaponised biologics yet. it's always unfortunate when volunteers find themselves on the wrong side of medical testing history, but rats don't have the nervous system needed for something to be marketable — and, well, that's where johnny works.
make marketing's job easier. she's not killing people, at least. change of pace; always good. ]
you can flip the switch if you help me set it up.
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but it's fine. he's not quite petty enough to call attention to it.
and besides, the wrong side of (not-quite-)medicine is something marc's very familiar with. it was the reason marlene's brother had died, after all.
(it was what marlene's brother did.) )
I'm a dead person.
( look, ma, he's funny. )
I'll help you set it up. Have lots of practise to call on.
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my first zombie friend. madam would love to hear it.
[ she wouldn't; she would hate it. to pollute divinity even by association, in madam's mind, would be an insult to everything that the convent stands for. but she's never kissed an angel on the mouth, or swallowed the blood off its tongue, and johnny's not answered her call in years. she can hate all she likes. ]
i'll bring coffee. water? what's a good drink for blowing up a thing?
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Coffee, please. Black, no sugar.
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[ attached is a map pin, and a quick photo of the building. it's a sleek monolith of a building, almost brutalist if not for the ornate wrought iron railings securing the tall, narrow windows. the facade reads SUJI NEOTEC in fading red. ]
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he's early because he's him, and he waits in front of the railings, hard to miss as always. subtlety has never been a trait marc spector's embraced, the white of moon knight as stark and bright as ever in the dark, a deliberate disregarding of popular convention: he wants to be seen.
it's not always the most considerate approach for anyone that might accompany him. )