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Taro hesitated only a little bit in the lobby. It was quite surprised by the posh of the whole location. Cushy chairs, clean walls, and that vauge steral smell that all hospitals had. His brows furrowed slightly... they had the money to build something like this but he was still here doing Peace Corp things?

It was a little off.. but then again, the doctor had mentioned vaccinations. Maybe this place was so nice because they specifically needed the facilities to take care of whatever was wrong here. That was possibly even more creepy than the oddly placed decked out building.

He shrugged and followed Doctor Duvert into the elevator, impressed by the fact that it moved on voice control. Very nice, he'd seen it only once before when he was young. He was fast growing impatient, though, he didn't understand anything of what they were saying, really. Language barriors were irritating.

He handed over the translator to Doctor Duvert and pointed to it, hoping he'd get across that he wanted him to tell him SOMETHING that he could easily understand. He didn't give a s**t what, just break up the monotony, please.

Briefly Maryke had a flashback of when she was a little girl, getting her immunization shots in the third grade. She had been scared and anxious and the one thing she remembered the most was her alcholic mother smacking her when the doctor at the free clinic wasn't looking and telling her to 'suck it up'. To stop being such a whiny little brat. Hmmph. Fear wasn't something you did back then. Not then and sure as hell not now. So with her heart racing and her body twitching, she merely 'sucked it up.'

She took a few quick breaths and quickly calmed herself. Finding situations easier when she told herself that she didn't give a s**t what happened one way or the other. And if she told herself that often enough then she finally believed it. More problems pushed down inside of her, never to be seen, and if they were? Well, she had a few vices up her sleeve that took them clean away.

"I'll go first," she offered bravely, taking a delicate seat behind her and already sticking her arm out. Might as well get this over in one shot, no pun intended.

Sabin administered Maryke's injection quickly and professionally, swabbing at the arm before and after the needle's entrance. The puncture itself was relatively painless, though there was the pinch as the serum entered her bloodstream, and a strange heat that spread through her veins afterwards.

"You might have a fever tonight, but there is aspirin and tylenol available at the 'town center' that you are welcome to if you need it." Sabin offered.

He picked up the vial to read the label only after he injected her, nodding to himself at the mammalian choice, making a quick note in her file before picking up the second vial. TOo curious to leave the second surprise till afterwards as well, that bemused grin returned to his face as he read the designation.

Unable to help himself, he waved Taro over, "Hope you don't mind needles." He said mirthfully as he administered him the injection as well.

Taro winced a little, the pinch followed by the unfamiliar and uncomfortable warmth. Other than that he let his hand drop to his side after the injection was administered. He decided he'd try getting some sense out of what they were talking about once more.

Once more the pocket translator was taken out and he tapped away for a good minute before speaking. "You do exprain what you said before? Onegai?" He held out the translation device to the white-haired man. "Speak an' go?" He made little walking motions with his fingers, he was ready to get out of this place and take a shower, get in bed maybe. Jet lag was a b***h.

Beautiful beaches? Tropical woods? Ah, finally! She paused in her movements at the word of 'getaway' wondering how much Sabin knew. But, she figured most people knew about her. Well, the people that mattered anyway. This doctor guy was probably a higher up. A nobody wouldn't have been scent to collect her. No way. She looked over to Taro, wondering what his deal was. Hmmm, probably one of those Japanese tourists, the ones with the Mickey Mouse hats, annoying cameras, and the little stich about not knowing a lick of English.

"Good," she said, giving Dr. Duvert one of her more classic smirks, "I'm sure this place will meet my....standards. And if there is a problem, am I assume you're the one whose going to address it?"

Sabin led them back out to the jeep, speaking as he walked.

"That's right, Miss Jiminez. There is an intercom in the rooms, if you ever need to get in contact with any of the staff, just press zero. Everything that you should need is or can be provided. Most of the basic amenities - food, toiletries, medicine.... liquor - is either at the town hall or the beach bar. " He flashed her a dashing smile, but there was a twinkle in his eyes.

"Vertical....?" Sabin looked to Taro blankly, helping them into the vehicle. "YOu know.... it's probably a good thing that there are other Japanese people here.... and they seemed to have a better grasp of English. Perhaps you can go speak with one of them. I... don't remember what room Kikue's in... but one is actually a translator - she's in room 46.... ah, nevermind. here.." He took the translator from him, and typed in "Japanese woman... translator in room 46." Before handing it back to him.

"But anyway, it's just a short trip to your rooms - I'll take you there now."

Taro got back into the jeep. A japanese woman, and a translator at that. A wave of relief washed over him. He hadn't ever realized how important communication was until just now. Maybe he'd even manage to learn something.

...He hoped she was cute.

For now he'd be content getting to his rooms though, get settled, take that damn shower that he had his heart set on. After that he'd seek out mysterious room 46. He sat back in the seat and closed his eyes, not sleeping, just relaxing. He had to relax all he could for now... he'd be put to work soon enough.