>>5837738More promising was the idea of using the chimeric infectant to peeling apart the intermingled bloodlines of Reptilian and Human, and to render Izirina Henzler fully ‘herself’ again, as she was before this terrible thing was inflicted upon her. However, much like rewriting them to destroy or ‘write-away’ an unrelated defect, it was a difficult thing to find a way to make these aberrant, wormlike entities produce a sample of ‘pure’ human material… And even then, a stable one compatible with Izirina Henzler’s own human aspects was one step further. After all, a chimera of two disparate human bloodlines could STILL be prone to failure—sometimes MORESO, as the body’s immune responses took healthy but dissimilar cells for its own cells mutating out of control, and sought to excise them like a tumor.
No, the easiest thing, if ANYTHING about this could be said to be easy, would be to simply stabilize the end-product—to encourage the process to complete, and to produce a fully-functional body… One that was more thoroughly and consistently enmeshed, producing completely-changed but functional organs. THIS was what you strove for, in the days and weeks that followed.
>18It took its toll on you to do so. You nearly felt like one of the <Clones> yourself a you neglected basic needs and even renounced your visits to Izzy for a time to focus upon her physical betterment… But you eventually achieved results in the lab. Taking samples of ethically-sources human blood, and eventually (with no smell retching) samples of dragon-pox victims from the morgues and hospices which their rightful owners would—alas—no longer miss, you were able to further modify the pathogenic pox-bearing leech-chimeras to the point whereby they produced stable samples. Your proof of concept came in a human heart—blistered and bubbling with the reproductive pustules of a dragon-pox infection. Suspending it in solution within a jar, you injected the water with a syringe of your modified reproductive-forms of the colonial organism. You watched them through enchanted glass, microscopic and almost spermatozic, burying into that artificially-invigorated tissue. You kept the rogan ‘alive through careful, concerted, round-the-clock effort…
And you watched it transform, and heal.
...And then you watched it change, and warp.
