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Annette held her badge up to the ID scanner in the elevator, giving her access to the top floors of the hospital. She stepped out onto the research floor. It was more active then usual. The handful of researchers that were present were talking amongst themselves, huddled in different groups at different stations talking about what had happened in the hospital below them. Annette didn't make eye contact, didn't smile, didn't engage with the others. She kept her gaze on the far side of the lab, taking easy strides to cross the distance.

Being Nimms lead research gave her access to her own research space. It was meant to keep her disease contained while it was pulled apart and messed with. Much like Nimms room, their was a clean room entrance and the lab itself was pressurized. She walked in, going through the routine and getting situated in her space, hrabbing her specimens from the tube system and getting set up at the hooded work station to start plating fultures of the blood and mixing Kains antibodies with Nimms virus. She moved once the plates were finished to set them in an incubator and walked over to a computer, setting up a video call to the tech department.

Annette smirked. "Yes. Shenanigans is a good word for it I suppose. Fair warning, if a gentleman in a skull mask shows up and asks you to join his cause, take him up on the offer." She warned, not divulging too much info, but enough to keep the man informed. "I am calling in that favor you owe me Dokusei. I am in need of a set of communication devices that can relay between here and in the outer reaches. And, potentially an upgraded mask like the one we worked on prior. The prototype is in use now, i expect there will be dome modifications needed however." She explained.

Annette watched the broadcast, crossing her arms and sitting straight in her chair as Kain explained his intent and actions. She felt the corner of her lip twitch as Nimm have her short statement. Noticing that the girl seemed far more at ease then she had earlier in the day

Annette smirked, the video link between her and Dokusei being restored. "Im working with a sample of his blood as we speak. Im hoping to isolate the antigens that keep him from contracting Nimms Disease." She explained briefly, setting up plates and slides with both parties blood under the hood.

"I need a way to communicate with both Nimm and Dethblade when they leave Nocturna. Any suggestions?" She asked.

"Well, it did not benefit me to allow someone to progress further than me in the field of genetics, especially someone who was working on a prototype for a filtration mask. I am more than willing however to rethink my stance if you agree to help me with these communication devices." She was being boldly honest, but didn't see any reason to lie at this point. Dokusei probably already knew why she'd denied his proposal, and that it had nothing to do with ethics.

"If you need further compensation, there is always immunity as well. I am speaking of course, of Nimms disease. Your life is not mine to babysit past that point." She explained, looking down at her work rather than at the man she was speaking with.

Annette finally looked up at the screen as he asked about the devices. "Please dont think I'm questioning your surgical skills when i say this, but i will not be putting any chip in my brain, a wristlet will do fine. Nimm as well. Putting her under for a surgery is complicated and takes her time to recover. She more than likely will not want to waste the time."

She took a breath, thinking a moment. "Dethblade may have too much scar tissue. But best to ask him directly what he would prefer." She stood and walked her plates to an incubator before coming back and taking a seat. "Setsumie, he has the most interesting ability i think you'd find entertaining. You should take a look at it once you two meet. I'll be in touch." She reached over, hanging up.

"Risa, we need to move! The girl is contagious; I'm uncertain of what she's ailed with but she's wears the mask for everyone else's sake, not her own! And Dethblade...Risa, I think he might be able to see us. Either of us, both of us, I am again uncertain, but I can't enter his mind!" Migoto shot off into Risa's mind telepathically, hiding out in the elevator shaft.

"If I use my mass hypnosis trick, they'll find me...if I do nothing, they find you...they're currently contemplating. If I use another mental projection, Dethblade will only find some way to counter it - of this I am certain."

Honestly, had Dethblade not knocked out the security cameras, there would no doubt be more of an issue.

"Let...Me...Out..."

Migoto's eyes grew nearly lidless as he heard the voice in his own head. He knew exactly what it was, and he knew exactly what it meant to listen to the voice. He'd quickly weigh his options, dismissing stagnation as a current option.

"Let..Me..Out."

The voice grew louder, much harder to ignore, and his eyes began to shift different colors, drifting back and forth between reds and violets. And he knew that so long as he remained in a state of fear, the more susceptible he became. He quickly squeezed his eyes shut and lowered himself to hug his legs.

"LET ME OUT!"

"...Risa's not to be harmed." Migoto whispered, and in his head he heard a cackling before the voice aired again. "So be it." At that point, Migoto would seemingly vanish from his post.