A traditional drawing of Francis Wojciechoski, who is leaning back with his eyes closed. An excerpt from the vivisection chapter of the Ao3 fanfic 'A Different Shade of Green' is written around him: This was his first time with a living type green. He had only spent his time with dead ones, bodies filled with an inorganic green rotten gel, presumably the remains of the anomalies. If it remained undisturbed, it could be harvested to turn ordinary anchors into superior ones. They could be sent to the GOC to take in more type greens. But god forbid the Reality Warper guts touch a dead human. The scalpel shimmered, shining under the surgical light and for a second as the breath escaped his mask and for a moment…. Scranton thought of home. The blade took to skin and he pulled with care, asking for assistance as he kept his head clear. Francis’ body had the soft scent of mint, something not unfamiliar to Robert. He would spend days surrounded by the green sludge of a decayed corpse. It always reeked of that scent. But this was… different. The blade took itself across fat and tissue, only a small incision to complete the original damage. Careful to not make the situation worse. Careful… Robert was quick to observe, and quick to stitch up. This speed was quick to bury the glances of others, quick to hide the shock he had felt when he reached the organs and internal system… And found a perfectly ordinary human.
Some fanart for the fic 'A Different Shade of Green' by CraptasticWriting on ao3
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