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[The PDA is left on it's side, giving anyone accessing the feed a strange look at Delta's room. He seems to be sitting on the bed with his right hand held out over his leg.
In his left hand is a horrific needle, complete with red liquid held inside. A single drip of the bright stuff trickles over the syringe's tip. He hesitates but eventally brings the syringe to the small port in his right arm. With a quick stab he draws the tip of the needle into the area and steadily pushes the plunger down.
The needle clatters to the floor after all of the fluid is injected. Poor Johnny is now trembling visibly and growling faintly.]
In his left hand is a horrific needle, complete with red liquid held inside. A single drip of the bright stuff trickles over the syringe's tip. He hesitates but eventally brings the syringe to the small port in his right arm. With a quick stab he draws the tip of the needle into the area and steadily pushes the plunger down.
The needle clatters to the floor after all of the fluid is injected. Poor Johnny is now trembling visibly and growling faintly.]
