Some random CoH-inspired noodling

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I carefully extract the beaker of raw superadine and hold it up to the dim warehouse light, thinking back to my Organic Chemistry class. This stuff has a molecular diagram that takes up an entire blackboard, and one of the atoms in it wasn't even on the Periodic Table back when I was a kid - at least, no table on Earth. It's a steroid, a mutagen... hell, it's mildly radioactive. I'm glad I'm wearing gloves.

And now that I've got that out of my system, it's past my bedtime. Night.