[It doesn't hurt right away. That's the tricky part with Black Sun. When programed properly it can kill in under a minute - sixty full seconds of agonizing, ugly pain - but when left to its own devices and away from Aro's goddamn nanite machine it tends to act up. Almost like a petulant child, Miguel thinks, though he doesn't really know any children. Sometimes it just acts up and gives him awful headaches, worse than any hangover he's suffered through, and he'll bleed black, tar-like gunk for a few hours. Good times. But, as Aro would say, at least you're not dead.
There was a warning there, always had been, about how easy it would be for her to flip the switch and kill him outright. Wouldn't even take a second. The Black Sun was an effective weapon. She'd infected most of her foot soldiers with it and while it made them strong, it also made them easy to kill if they misbehaved. She was clever in that way.
Miguel wipes his face again, frowning. There's a man making a fuss at the cigarette machine. Curly brown hair, dark eyes, handsome in that quiet way. And clearly invested in getting his nicotine fix. Miguel groans.]
Oh, shut up.
[He has cigarettes of his own and offers one to the man, one hand over his mouth and nose to hide the mess. Maybe now he'll go away.]
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Date: 2016-11-18 06:13 pm (UTC)There was a warning there, always had been, about how easy it would be for her to flip the switch and kill him outright. Wouldn't even take a second. The Black Sun was an effective weapon. She'd infected most of her foot soldiers with it and while it made them strong, it also made them easy to kill if they misbehaved. She was clever in that way.
Miguel wipes his face again, frowning. There's a man making a fuss at the cigarette machine. Curly brown hair, dark eyes, handsome in that quiet way. And clearly invested in getting his nicotine fix. Miguel groans.]
Oh, shut up.
[He has cigarettes of his own and offers one to the man, one hand over his mouth and nose to hide the mess. Maybe now he'll go away.]