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Otto left with Nevada after some reluctant socializing and headed straight for the Life Labs. The blond needed to get this Key business dealt with. He wasn't keen on giving it away, after all it had been left with him for some reason. However, he knew it was best for it to be given to a Division that would use it properly. Or study it. Science s**t, or whatever. Almost anything was better than giving it to Caelius.

His girlfriend in tow, likely to keep an eye on him, Otto strolled right on into the labs. He held the box containing the key firmly in his hand. "Yo." He called to the closest lab tech. "Little help?"

Pietro turned to stare at Otto and Nevada. "Do you want to talk about dreams? As Life assistant I will help you. Dreams contain many possible paths, exposure to them can even alter your daily life and attitudes. If you are looking to change, perhaps it's time to seek out a new dream. Come, my office is this way."

The office was a large closet containing a small tea party play set, complete with tiny desk and chairs. "I'm afraid the tea isn't for you. It's not because I dislike you, you simply aren't my friends." The assistant hardly blinked as he spoke, staring widely up at the two once he took a seat in one of the little chairs. Daintily lifting a small, empty cup, he looked expectantly at them.

Nevada carefully shadowed Otto, wondering what the assistant meant about dreams. A new path. She contemplated that. She was dying so maybe she could seek a new dream where she wasnt. Instead of commenting, as this wasn't about her, she chuckled at the off...or lack of tea. What a curious man.

"Understandable. " Nevada kept close to Otto mostly, resisting the urge to poke around the assistants office as was per her mist traits. Her gaze focused on the key and then back to the assistant.

Briefly she wondered what would happen if Otto TOUCHES THE THING!!!!

Otto's jaw was agape as he watched the assistant play make believe tea party with himself. He managed to get a hold of himself once there was once again spoken word.

"Uh.... yeah." Otto pulled out the note, and handed it over.

Reflection awaits a willing heart
Seven locks sealed
Seven bearers to heal
Will you forgive the betrayer?

The note was read several times, and then Pietro removed a small notebook from his coat pocket and began to write. After about ten minutes of silently ignoring them as he wrote, the assistant looked up at them, wide-eyed, and asked, "Are you intending to bear it as Jerry does, or leave it with Dr. H?"

"H is not a good person," Pietro commented, taking another sip from his empty cup. "There are theories about what these keys are for. The confirmation of seven keys and the use of both reflection and betrayal indicates a strong likelihood that they are related to a Legacy," the man's voice retained that monotone, nervous quality throughout. "H is not good. Caelius is insane. Allan disassociates too frequently. Edith will bring it to the others. There is too much that is questionable surrounding the Most leadership. A Legacy under the leadership's control would only bring disaster."

He set the cup down again, and reached into a small dish, presumably one that held invisible sugar cubes as he stirred several into his teacup. "So, no, you should not leave it with H." Pietro paused and then gave Otto a look of wide-eyed sympathy, "But you can."

"Either take the responsibility and burden of bearing it, like Jerry, or find someone trustworthy who will." He paused for a moment, listening to another voice, "Do not draw too much attention to the key. Seek out the other five."

Pietro took a delicate bite of an invisible pastry and stared as he chewed. After swallowing it down, he shook his head, "They might not be hunters. Those who draw the power of Legacy toward them and are pulled in turn are not always human. During the Tear and the Dreamsphere there were those from other worlds present."