Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[Miranda_]

Set did exactly that.

[spirit_queen]

Tina placed the petri dish on the table and moved Set's hand over it, then took the needle and quickly *****ed his finger, then squeezed the wound to force a single drop of Set's blood out. "There, I'm done." Tina took a bandage out of her pocket and put it on Set's finger. She then put a lid on the petri dish.

[Miranda_]

"That didn't take very long," Set said. "What kind of tests are you going to do with my blood?"

[spirit_queen]

"The blood of an immortal isn't like that of a human; testing with your blood will allow me to dtermine if it is possible to actually make you a sort of storm god while keeping you rooted in the desert. I'd explain more, but it'd take a while; the tests will take me all night as it is."

[Miranda_]

"I hope they work; I don't know how I'd cope if you told me otherwise."

[spirit_queen]

"I'm pretty sure it should work, but I'd rather test it out on a small blood sample first then jump right into the procedure and have something go wrong." Tina said.

[Miranda_]

"I suppose you're right. You'd better also make sure that no-one's around who'll interfere."

[spirit_queen]

Tina nodded. "I will."

[Miranda_]

"Like Isis, tho at least we know now how to get rid of her."

[spirit_queen]

"Yup... and I doubt anyone else will bother mer if I make it VERY CLEAR that I cannot be disturbed; the only one likely to forget would be Svana, and she'll be helping with the porcedure."