"About damn time," Dr. Hakan snarled, fingers flying over the keyboard. The camera angle on the monitor changed rapidly, finally stopping on a view of Icarus' 'soft' underbelly. Using the term 'soft' loosely, of course.

A small crosshair appeared on the monitor and Dr. Hakan's fingers continued to fly over the panel's buttons. Aiming for a section between the large, scale-like armor plates, Carl moved quickly, knowing only too well that his time was short. "I've got you now, beast," he snarled, slamming his palm down on the last button.

There was a soft 'pfft' sound as an armor-reinforced dart the size of a man's forearm shot from a panel in the wall and embedded itself between the plates and deep into Icarus' skin. Immediately upon impact, the plunger engaged, pumping the mysterious liquid inside straight into the Pokemon's veins and throughout his entire system. And with that...it was done.

"I win," Dr. Hakan muttered through the intercom, somehow managing to send even his sinister sneer via sound waves. No more wasting time or resources on this one. Everything was taken care of. Chuckling softly to himself, Carl leaned back and began working through his mental checklist. Hmm...

Switching to a different frequency, the doctor spoke once more into the intercom. "Lab! Hakan here; now listen up! Subject #003 is going to be a problem without restrictions, so starting immediately, I want him put on a constant regimen of strength and ability inhibitors! We'll never keep him in here, otherwise. And if any ONE of you forgets a dosage, I'll make sure you're the first victim of his impending rampage, you got me?!? Hakan, out!"

*click*