The statement is meant for Jayce's and Nadine's information and decision making, not Viktor's. A stab would not be ideal, but Alucard can heal faster than any one else in this group. It will be fine. All of this is actually better than the dhampir expected.
One hand leaves Viktor, reaching for the serum that has been loaded up in what was simply deemed the biggest needle found in the city. Alucard suspects it is meant for animals, not people, and he didn't like it when he was filling it up in preparation for this moment. He doesn't like it as he takes it in hand now, ruby-black liquid within, glinting in the light. His blood. Ikorr's little trade secret. The product of months of experiments and some very kind mice.
"When I move my other hand one of you needs to apply pressure."
Alucard doesn't hesitate after that. He grabs Viktor's other arm in a flash and aims for the elbow, where he knows there's a vein and that it will accept the needle's larger gauge. He can't force the liquid in too fast. It is injected carefully. With as much precision as possible, until every last drop is gone. With a clatter, the needle is returned to the prep table from whence it came.
CW: Needles
The statement is meant for Jayce's and Nadine's information and decision making, not Viktor's. A stab would not be ideal, but Alucard can heal faster than any one else in this group. It will be fine. All of this is actually better than the dhampir expected.
One hand leaves Viktor, reaching for the serum that has been loaded up in what was simply deemed the biggest needle found in the city. Alucard suspects it is meant for animals, not people, and he didn't like it when he was filling it up in preparation for this moment. He doesn't like it as he takes it in hand now, ruby-black liquid within, glinting in the light. His blood. Ikorr's little trade secret. The product of months of experiments and some very kind mice.
"When I move my other hand one of you needs to apply pressure."
Alucard doesn't hesitate after that. He grabs Viktor's other arm in a flash and aims for the elbow, where he knows there's a vein and that it will accept the needle's larger gauge. He can't force the liquid in too fast. It is injected carefully. With as much precision as possible, until every last drop is gone. With a clatter, the needle is returned to the prep table from whence it came.
"Done."