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Keeping his scowl hidden from the boy at the mention of the guard's name, Dr. Hakan continued taking notes on his clipboard. He nodded and muttered things like "Mmhmm..." and "I see..." every once in a while, as if fascinated by every detail the boy recounted.

This kid must have been hyped on caffeine and sugar 24/7 from the way he was rattling on. Maybe if he was four years old, that might be excused, but in this case? Something had to be wrong with him. Good thing he wasn't really going to be working here. The doctor was sure he'd have killed the kid within days otherwise. With luck, he'd never have to see the boy again after today.

"Alright, I think I got all of that," he noted when he finally thought Fenrir was done. Or just decided he needed to be; one or the other. "I'm sure with such a 'wide variety of skills' it shouldn't be hard to find a place for you here. Give us some time and we'll get back to you about your duties. For now, you can have time to yourself to settle in and whatnot. I'll have to request that you stick to the dormitory wing, however, until we sort out security clearance issues for you."

It was almost like a game now...see how long they could fool the incoming subjects before they realized something was off. Unfortunately, for the subjects at least, Dr. Hakan was quite good at this particular game.

"We do need to address one final issue before you go, however. All employees need to keep vaccinations up to date, especially those not from this region or who might be working with Pokemon. It's just a precautionary vaccination, of course, but better safe than sorry, right?"

While he was talking, putting on false cheery airs, Dr. Hakan had pulled a pre-prepared needle from his coat pocket and began tapping the air bubbles from the tip.

The kid was insane. He had to be. Somehow, this island seemed to attract all the nutjobs, that much was obvious. Ah well, beggars couldn't be choosers, right?

"Yes, well, I'm not sure anyone else could possibly read these notes other than myself, but that's why I'm in charge around here," he quipped. Was he...actually joking? Honestly? Nah.

He swabbed the kid's arm with alcohol to prep for the shot...then paused, shooting him a perturbed look. "I'm not old. I may not be some spring Torchic, but I'm not old." Huffing a bit to show that the matter was closed, he turned his attention back to Fenrir's arm and swiftly administered the injection.

He was worried though...would the tranquilizers mixed into the injection be strong enough? As wired as this kid was, he wondered if a dose fit for a raging Tauros would bring Fenrir down. All he could do for now was hope for the best. If nothing else, he could just have the room gassed and to hell with secrecy. He didn't have time for this nonsense anyway.

Dr. Hakan was shaken out of his thoughts by Fenrir's continued rattling, though he only caught a few words this time. "What?" Whatever patience he might have been exercising with the boy was wearing thin and this new topic jump wasn't helping. "Personally, I don't think that's any of your business. You know, many people would consider such personal questions rude." He was frowning, all the while capping the syringe and dropping it into his pocket to dispose of later. As eager as he was to get out of here, he had to wait and watch for signs that the tranquilizers were working. He'd noted the Pokeballs on the boy's waist and made a mental note to take care of those first...as soon as the boy was out cold.

Couldn't be long now...could it? He hoped not...

Alright, even Carl was starting to feel uncomfortable around this kid. He was wary to try and decide how to take that comment about older men, feeling he might not like the answer. Thank the powers that be he'd never have to see this weird kid again after today...with luck.

"That's still a rather odd question to ask someone, let alone your boss. I don't think that getting to know someone as a person requires any knowledge about their...body hair..." It was obvious that Dr. Hakan was not comfortable with this conversation and wished it would pass quickly without more discussion.

Fortunately, the doctor might get his wish, judging by the slight shift in Fenrir's behavior. Most may not have noticed...at least, if they weren't looking for just such a signal. Perhaps he ought to get the boy to sit back down, as he didn't look very sturdy on his feet...

Too late.

Eye twitching slightly, Dr. Hakan couldn't help but think, 'For Lugia's sake, not another one...' He'd had far enough of this clingy behavior from that Kira girl.

"Yes, well....I'm sure things will prove quite fascinating. Now, perhaps you should sit down, my boy. I'm sure you're tired from your journey and could use some time to get settled in your new living quarters and get some rest." He tried to push the boy away and direct him towards his chair, all while slipping his hand into his pocket to summon the guards waiting nearby for his signal. No way was he going to drag some unconscious kid to his room himself. He was the doctor; he had better things to do.

Okay, the situation was becoming completely ridiculous at this point. The boy was raving like a lunatic and Dr. Hakan had had enough of this insanity. Hoping that this current line of questioning had passed, Dr. Hakan didn't hesitate to push the boy firmly into the chair before daring cross to the door.

Timing just right, he opened the door to find the summoned guards outside just about to knock. "Get in here. The boy will need to be escorted to his room very soon," the older man ordered, giving them each a pointed look.

Dressed in similar fashion to Hayden, security uniforms and whatnot, only armed with weapons, the two men nodded smartly, wise enough to know whose orders to follow around here. And swiftly. Without question.

They moved to either side of the boy as Dr. Hakan turned to address Fenrir once more. "The guards will assist you to your room. I'm sure you just need some rest to recover from your journey. You'll have time to relax and settle in, so just make yourself at home.

Raising one eyebrow at the boy with a look that was clearly not amused in the slightest, Carl resisted the urge to smack his hand against his head. Or Fenrir's. "Right, sure...whatever..." he muttered, paying little attention to the boy's drugged rantings. "Get him out of here," he snapped to the guards.

The guards seemed bewildered by his murmurings though, if not amused. This kid was a regular nutjob, drugged or no! They weren't really sure how to take the comment about 'more Haydens' or not smelling as good, but it still provided entertainment nonetheless. Then, the boy continued, jumping subjects again...

Dr. Hakan snarled, shooting the two guards a look that basically read 'if you so much as think about laughing, I'll feed you both to the Gyarados in Room #003.'

This caused much confliction with the poor guards, but they did their best not to give in to the hilarity, going so far as to bite their tongues to use the pain to keep themselves from laughing. They were so distracted that they both completely missed the boy's fall. Whoops.

Reaching down to heft Fenrir by both arms, the guards figured they'd be carrying this one to his room before it was all over. "Come on, kid," one of them muttered. "Let's get going."

Luckily, Fenrir weighed little enough to give the two guards any trouble. They easily looped his arms over their shoulders and prepared to set off for the room in the dormitory hallway that had been assigned to the kid.

"Yeah, sure, whatever," Carl muttered, just trying to get Fenrir to shut up and pass out already. He'd worried about the dosage of tranquilizers, but the boy was proving more stubborn than he'd ever expected. The kid wasn't that big...but Dr. Hakan was starting to regret not bringing the Tauros dosage at this point.

Never again...

Shooting the guards another look, as well as a series of hand signals out of Fenrir's line of sight, Dr. Hakan made sure the men understood his final orders before dismissing them.

Glancing towards Fenrir's belt and the Pokeballs the trainer carried, the guard nearest to Dr. Hakan nodded in understanding. Soon as the kid is out, confiscate the Pokemon. Got it.

"Alright, sleepy...let's go," the other guard joked as the two began lugging the barely-conscious Fenrir towards the door and the hallway beyond. No way he'd still be awake when they reached his room. They'd just take the Pokemon then and leave him to sleep off the drugs in his bed.

About time...

Carl rolled his eyes as Fenrir hit the ground with a loud thump. "Get the brat off the floor and get him out of my sight." He whirled on his heel and headed for the door, in an obviously-dangerous mood. This nonsense had eaten up far too much of his time...and he wasn't happy that there had been witnesses to the insane incident either.

Hiding their amusement with practiced skill and desperation, the guards nodded and began gathering the crumpled youngster from the floor. Only after Dr. Hakan had disappeared from the room and was far away did they allow themselves to give into the hilarity.

"Did you see his face?"

"I swear, I thought he was going to burst a blood vessel!"

"Blood vessel? Hell, I was going to offer the guy a laxative..."

The two were still laughing loudly and exchanging comments as they hauled Fenrir from the floor and over their shoulders again. Shame really...he probably would have enjoyed taking part in the coversation, had he still be conscious. At least the kid would get a good night's sleep in his room. It would be nice preparation for what was to come...