Snippet #1198252

"So, I was right after all." Issac says, suddenly at Darna's side. When she had stood up and made her way through the door he knew that what he had heard wasn't a mistake after all, but an actual gunshot within Central, more specifically within the military headquaters. Something must be up, so he had tagged along. In a way, he was in the same boat as her, seeing as how he never really leaned on the cane, and eventually simply lifted it up and held it over his shoulder, much like a rifle. "And sorry, but no way I'm letting a lady run towards a gunshot alone, no matter how strong." He says this with a smile, but wonders if she can sense this or if she may take it the wrong way.

Soon they reach a doorway and it's shoved open. As soon as he enters the storage room Issac can smell blood, strongly, and looking around he sees two main group of people, not counting several just standing around. One group, lead by Mustang most likely, is chasing after what appears to be a tall, thin man in a black coat...with wings. The other is huddled around an officer with a nasty wound, covered in blood and lying in a pool of it. Despite the best efforts of a medic the man is slowly bleeding to death.

"Damn it! Get out of the way!" Issac yells shoving them all back as he kneels beside the man. Quickly he looks him over, then suddenly claps his hands together and places them on his chest. Normally alchemy causes blue or yellow electricity to spark and arc about, but this is colored green, and when he pulls his hands away, gasping in pain, the man's wounds begin to mend, and the bleeding stops. "Now...take him straight to intensive care...the wounds may open up again..." He says, doubled over now, blood dripping down the inside of his coat sleeves and mingling with that on the floor.

To mend such a wound with alchamy alone would have taken too long, so rather than creating the nessicary amount of minerals and elements to create flesh and muscle and nerve tissue, Issac sacrificed some of his own flesh, from his chest and shoulders, as well as some of the blood. When the body is moved there is also a small crater where it had been, the floor was transmuted to make up for some of what was needed. The man will live, and Issac will be fine, but both will be in pain for a while.