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Moment of Awesome - Julian Keller/Scion : Poisoned by Death Adder during a fight in the sewers, Julian suffers an emergency amputation. Sharon skidded next to Julian, her eyes roving over the wounds as her hands were already pulling out the belt she wore in her pants. "We need to stop it from spreading. As much as we can." She set about pulling the tourniquet as tight as possible. "Give me yours. And tell me about the poison. Focus on your breathing, Keller." "Fatal. It's thick; takes a few minutes to work itself through the bloodstream. I- there's nothing I can do for your friend." Sharon finished wrapped the tourniquet around both wrists, a deep green tinge appearing on Julian's hands. "This can only slow it down... we have to stop it from getting further in his body. Keller, do you understand? The only way I can see is to get rid of the source, your hands..." The pain was too much for Julian to answer; his eyes were already wide as saucers, unable to blink, and his mouth was clenched tightly. Julian could feel it, the searing pain of the venom in his hands, and how it was starting to spread. Sharon's words were true, and even if he kept the hands, they were ruined from Death Adder's attack. Locking eyes with her, he forced all his willpower into two words, "Above...wrists," it was the only way to be sure. "Shit!" Logan watched the whole scene unfold in front of him in just a few seconds. Death Adder wasn't pressing his advantage. He seemed satisfied that as long as they weren't going after him they were no longer a concern. He dropped back to where Sharon and Julian were just in case that changed. "Ya sure? My claws ain't really cut out for delicate work. This might be more messy than any of us want." "We have no choice. The poison's spreading too fast. It's either his hands or his life. Do it!" Sharon's voice was steely as she maneuvered Julian to a position where Logan could do 'his thing', then held his arms still. "Do it now!" Logan gave a short nod then did a quick sheath and unsheath of his claws in an attempt to clear off some of the grime from the sewers off them. He'd only need one hand for this. He gripped first one forearm tightly then the other as he quickly severed Julian's hands with two quick snikts one after the other. It wasn't the first time he'd sliced through muscle and bone but it was a different thing when it was someone he never should've had to turn his claws on. Julian's vision had already blurred around the edges, the side-effect of a massive dump of adrenaline into his already over-taxed system- he could barely make out anything more than the quick, metallic blur that ended the burning emanating from his hands. Relief flooded his body, there was no more pain...for a moment. His vision returned as he looked down at the bloody stumps where his hands had once been and clarity over what the new feeling was dawned on him- his hands were gone...or rather, while they were laying on the ground next to him, they were no longer attached to his body. It took a moment for his brain to process, and once realization dawned on him, it was too much. The scream that came from his mouth was mercifully brief, as his world went dark and Julian fell unconscious on the drainage grating.