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Matachi does not move at all during this, he was completely out of it. Matachi's body was shivering abit, but remained completely locked up.

The hooded man sits behind a old looking pub pouring a whole case of the silver liquid into its well. He then tossed the whole case into the well and resealed it. Whistling while walking back out onto the street he sees the first casualty of the poison, a small child lays dead near a toy on the street. The man walks over tapping the boys body with his foot, the boy was dead "Good!" he says aloud before leaving walking onward.

Matachi moves abit he looked into pitch black which made him panic abit as he laid there in the bed. He moved abit in his cot, not alot but it was obvious something was up. His painfully aching eyes and searing pain rushing into his sides caused him to make some noises as well.

Matachi doesn't stop moving as the body tries to bring itself back to fully force. Even sets power was having issues containing this poison, it was like a very potent version like a multiple dose in one. Matachi shook abit his hand spasms slightly, a doctor comes over putting something in his mouth to keep him from biting down on his tongue. They then wrap cloth around his mouth to keep it in. The lady that had fallen as well was having the same thing done to her as well as a few others.

The man laughs at the sight of people dead in the alleyways amazed that it worked this well. There weren't that many as he wanted no...not even near, these next few would be hell for these people he would make sure of that. He didn't care who got it he wanted them all dead for the things they did to him for the pain they made him feel.

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Paradox sipped a glass of the water. It tasted like lead, no. Some other kind of metal, maybe copper, no silver? Paradox had always had a way with metal, ever since his monstrous change. He had been born in the worst of the worst dumps. Tt may have given him immunity to most poisons, actually he had to drink toxic fluids from time to time, because otherwise he would die. Normal medicine was a poison to him, instead. Paradox rarely understood why he had these strange abilities, but none of them were worth what he payed. Every day he payed for it.

He saw clerks running around in panic. "What is the matter?" He tried to ask one of the clerks, but was ignored, like always.

The man sits in his home with a vial up side down over a flame made from a small contained piece of wood. Putting the compounds over the flame, a steam like mist slowly came up from it. This gas would have the same effect as the direct poison and it remained only a tiny bit heavier then air so it could drift in the air current. He begins to work creating small packet like bombs to place in areas of high importance to let go of the gas so he could make even more sick.

Katherine looked stressed out, "I don't know if it is posion or some kind of thing in our water but Matachi is half dead down stairs it has already infected half of our population and kids are dieing." She was paceing then she wanted him to freak out to so she would feel better for it. "I closed off our water sending people north of us whos water seems unaffected."