Epocheia

[Sparrow]

The teen uses the fact that Vince is holding onto him to his advantage. He leans back and kicks blindly at Ericken while continuing to struggle. The teen makes the shrieking call every now and then, sounding more like a yelping dog then anything else.
The Orb hovers over to Ericken, seeing that he had been sprayed.
Text appears,
“Are you well?”then blinks off and adds,
“What do you plan to do?”

[FoxTrott]

Ericken yelped in pain as the kick connected with his gut. He bent over slightly, but still made sure the teen's head was covered. He looked at the orb, reading the text.

"I'm... fine," he moaned. Vince rolled his eyes. This was what he got for running head-first into danger.

"We're not going to kill him," Vince added, keeping a tight hold on the infected teen, "Is there any official way to deal with these things?"

"Th-that doesn't deal with getting sprayed by more goo," moaned Ericken, itching his hands.

[Sparrow]

The Orb hovers silently for a moment before text appears,
“Protocol changes depending on the situation.”
The teen hisses and struggles with less effort, taking time to rest.
More text appears,
“The fact that you have obtained this one would best be dealt with by delivery to the Main Lab.”
Heavy clicking, of the power attempting to come back online, is heard.
The Orb adds,
“So that tests can be properly run.”

[FoxTrott]

Vince continued holding onto the infected, though he cast a worried glance at Ericken.

"Then we'll drag it to the lab," Vince replied.

[Sparrow]

The Orb hovers silently for a moment before text appears,
“Very well. Please follow me.”
The Orb turn and floats to the street they had been taking before, it pauses and waits for the two to catch up; then continues towards the Main Lab at a steady slow pace.
About half there the teen begins struggling again in an attempt to free its head from the jacket.

[FoxTrott]

The two followed the orb, Vince growing tired of holding onto the teen. When he started struggling again, Vince kneed him in the groin. Ericken gave Vince a sideways glance, as if saying, I knew you'd do it eventually.

[Sparrow]

After the hit the teen stops moving, afraid to be hit again, and holds back a small whimper.
The Orb, noticing this, pauses.
“If that’s all that had to be done to stop the male ones this whole time....”
It continues on its way.
“Then that would be FAIL....”
After about five minutes they reach the Lab. The Orb turns to them,
“Could one of you please type in the code: 1071132 ?”
Next to the door is a type key entry codex.

[FoxTrott]

(( XDD ))

Vince smirked grimly, and dragged the teen along with them. "Your people really need to think about these things," he said. While Ericken punched in the code, he readjusted his grip on the infected teen.

[Sparrow]

“Well ‘kick them in the groin’ never came up during the meetings.”
After a second it adds,
“People are kind of advised against getting that close.”
The door slides open with a quick woosh.
Once all are inside the door snaps and seals shut. A pair of scientists are in the wide white room. One stands behind a desk, -a female- the other is flipping through files on the desk. –a male-
The woman looks to the group,
“Why hello how are you toda-“ she pauses when she sees the captured teen.
“Uhhhhh...” she points to the group.
The man turns around to face them, still holding a stack of folders.
“....Um, why?” he asks, refereeing to the odd seen.

-The room looks like an oversized waiting room. There is no art.-

[FoxTrott]

Vince threw the teen to the ground, tired of dragging him along, and placed his boot firmly on his back. He folded his arms, and looked at the scientists. Ericken inched away from Vince, knowing he was fed up with something.

"We brought you a present," Ericken explained, glancing at the teen and scratching his hands.

[Sparrow]

The woman stares at the teen,
“I-Is that...a” she asks surprised.
The man walks over and knells down to checks if the teen is alive.
The teen hisses harshly but doesn’t dare move.
The man quickly backs away,
“Dang, either you two are brave or stupid. Either ones fine.” he says, then looks back to the woman.
She is already calling for backup to pick the captive up. Within a minute seven five quickly walk into the room, through a wall.
One looks around confused,
“Okay, is this?...”
he sees the teen,
“Yep, this is the right place.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the ghost walls...” one wearing a pair of red lens goggles says.
The scientists approach and check on the teen.
“Thank you for bringing this one in. You’ll have to tell us how you did it later, for now we must get him quarantined.” A scientist with ‘D-47’ marked on his sleeve nods to Vince.
A different scientist takes a spray bottle from his pocket and mists the teen in the face. The teen coughs several times but does noting else.
“That should do it. We can take him in now.” says the one with the spray bottle.
“Very good then.” replies D-47.
He looks to Vince and Ericken,
“Are you two okay?”

[FoxTrott]

Ericken did a double take when the backup walked through the wall. He considered asking something, but decided against it. Vince lifted his foot off the teen after the scientist sprayed him. He glanced over at Ericken, who inched back to him.

"We're all right, for the most part," Vince replied, arms still folded, "Ericken was sprayed by that... goo... that it spat."

Ericken coughed as if to accentuate Vince's point.

[Sparrow]

D-47 narrows his eyes slightly after hearing this.
“You’re wearing respirators and goggles... You’re not taking the medicine... are you?” he asks calmly.
The other scientists, excluding the one with goggles and D-47, carefully carry the teen back the way they came, through the wall again.
The one with goggles looks to the two, waiting for their reply.


(you’ll see a lot of these two through out this so.)
- D-74: Age 27, Hair: Short, well kept, light brown. Eyes: blue. Wears: Scientist uniform with number tag on right shoulder cuff. Uses reading glasses.-

-Goggles: Age 24, Hair: Red, somewhat messy like he had been shocked. Eyes: covered by goggles. Wears: Scientist uniform, has a large black X that crosses the chest area of the uniform and loops down the back of it. Has red lenses goggles with a dark brown strap to hold them.-

[FoxTrott]

"N-no," Ericken said, a slight tremble in his voice, "We literally just got here yesterday... after slogging through a freaking forest and nearly getting eaten by a dinosaur. This country's freaking nuts."

"We're from Forli," Vince explained curtly.

[Sparrow]

D-47 nods,
“I see, so you ‘are’ uninfected, and seeing as where you’re from, that means you have a low tolerance for psychosynthesis I assume...” he says calmly.
“Do you exhibit any of the following, coughing, sneezing, headache, itchiness, burning, difficulty breathing, fits of rage, mood swings, blurry vision, odd vision, balance problems, burning in lungs while breathing, heart pain, coughing up fluid, black outs, sleep walking, or muscle spasms.” he asks, sounding a lot like a commercial doctor.
The one with goggles listens but does nothing to interfere, though he does seem fidgety as he keeps looking around the room.