Now Approaching the Savage Land.

by **Sara Stanton** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 12:03 am

"Oh god, those bloody bastards!" she says, slamming the door shut again. Then she shifts back to normal for the first time since arriving at the facility. She looks pale. And very angry. Without a word she walks around the room with purposeful steps, gathering a variety of bottles of different chemicals. Once she's found everything she's looking for she walks back to the cold room, opens the door long enough to chuck the glass bottles inside. When the last one goes she slams the door close again just in time for the mixture of chemicals to violently catch on fire.

by **Kevin Gravis** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 9:43 am

"We'll take them down Sara, for Will and everyone else these sick freaks have used as resources," Kevin said in an uncharacteristic moment of seriousness.

by **Sara Stanton** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 2:37 pm

"Yeah... yeah." she says, glancing back at the cold room for a moment as if to make sure nothing bursts out from the closed door. "We better go check out that room across the hall."

by **Kevin Gravis** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 3:30 pm

"No sense hanging around here," he nods.

by **Narrator** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 4:54 pm

This room was a more general research and analysis room, as opposed to the microbiology specific room across the way. One side of the room was completely lined in what looked like kennels, though some were of abnormal size, and all were empty at this point in time.

The room floor was tiled, with drains located every so often. The tile was stained a dark red.

The 'instruments' along another wall included a variety of scalpels and other dissection equipment, scaling up to and including rather large hacksaws.

The ceiling appeared to consist of panels that could be opened--perhaps something is supposed to come out of there? The tile floor looked like it, too, could slide back when necessary.

Several workstations were in this room, and were apparently still active.

by **Sara Stanton** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 5:15 pm

"This is a god damn butcher shop... I don't feel like I need to see what happens when you use those controls, do you?" she asks Kevin.

by **Kevin Gravis** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 6:51 pm

"Would you like zem diced, minced, sliced, or julienned?" he asked in his best bad fake French accent.

by **Sara Stanton** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 6:54 pm

"I thought you said the kitchen was downstairs." she jokes weakly. "Come on, just one room left down the hall." she says, heading to the big door at the end of the hallway.

by **Narrator** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 8:36 pm

This led to...another door.

Well,on the right was some kind of decontamination area. Ahead was ANOTHER thick door.

by **Sara Stanton** » Sat Mar 15, 2014 8:57 pm

"Please don't be what I think this is..." she says, ignoring the decontamination area to open the next door.

by **Kevin Gravis** » Sun Mar 16, 2014 9:15 am

"Should I be worried?"

by **Sara Stanton** » Sun Mar 16, 2014 1:04 pm

"This is just bringing back bad memories, that's all..." she tries to wave it off a bit.

by **Narrator** » Sun Mar 16, 2014 1:18 pm

It led to..yet another hallway. Two doors, one on the left, one on the right.

More guns. LOTS of guns. Or at least, some sort of barrel-shaped object pointed at both of them.

by **Sara Stanton** » Sun Mar 16, 2014 1:20 pm

"Whatever's in here they really don't want coming out." she notes as she carefully makes her way towards the door on the left.

by **Kevin Gravis** » Sun Mar 16, 2014 2:04 pm

"Should I... yanno... cut up these guns first?"

by **Sara Stanton** » Sun Mar 16, 2014 3:02 pm

"I don't know. They don't seem to be there to keep us out and more to keep whatever's in those rooms in."

by **Narrator** » Mon Mar 17, 2014 2:35 pm

The door on the left was probably in the realm of creepiness of the other rooms so far explored, but it had the advantage of being what they were looking for.

This was the nanotech laboratory, apparently. Behind a sheet of glass was a swarm of a dark-blackish goo--quintillions of tiny, microscopic robots, waiting to be deployed.

The console in here was still functional, too.

by **Sara Stanton** » Mon Mar 17, 2014 3:04 pm

"Bingo!" she says, heading over to the console.

by **Kevin Gravis** » Mon Mar 17, 2014 3:52 pm

"Okay... what the hell is that shit?" Kevin asks.

by **Sara Stanton** » Mon Mar 17, 2014 4:23 pm

"Nanites. Either the shit they infused Will with or the things they're using to erase all his information."

by **Narrator** » Mon Mar 17, 2014 5:57 pm

The main display on the console read as follows:

Project Miranda--92%
Project Ariel--61%
Project Caliban--4%

by **Sara Stanton** » Mon Mar 17, 2014 6:02 pm

"Shit, they have more than those two kids here!?" she says, trying to see if she can bring up any more information or any way to control the nanites.

by **Kevin Gravis** » Mon Mar 17, 2014 6:50 pm

"Please tell me those numbers aren't amounts of nanites in people."

by **Sara Stanton** » Mon Mar 17, 2014 9:55 pm

"I don't think so. It might be how much progress they've made erasing them from official records."

by **Narrator** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 12:45 am

Hitting the button for Miranda popped up the vital specs of...Miranda, down in the basement. Imagine that.

There was a list of databases underneath, marked as "compromised"--it looks like that was what the nanites had managed to infiltrate and destroy.

A lot of the information was redacted--apparently, whoever worked at this particular control panel didn't need to know a lot of specific information about the target.

There were some notes written down, too, complaining about slow progress in several systems. "Target must be erased before Operation Penalty Shot can commence."

by **Sara Stanton** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 12:49 am

"Okay, they're doing the same thing they did to Will to those kids in the cells. Erasing them from all records..." she mumbles, hitting the next name in the list.

by **Narrator** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 1:04 am

And wouldn't you know it, that was Will's file.

There was a lot more angry notes about delays and the like in THIS file. "Can't we skip to phase 3 already and end this?" and things of that nature.

They were very cross.

"Don't worry. We have a plan for that."

by **Sara Stanton** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 1:34 am

"Damn right you got delayed, assholes. That leaves the other kid for last then..." she says and checks Caliban's file.

by **Kevin Gravis** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 9:27 am

"Normally I don't have homicidal urges, but right now I really feel the need to stab someone evil."

by **Narrator** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 12:39 pm

"Caliban" (Charles) was apparently the newest 'acquisition' of Black Air. As such, HIS nanite program hadn't had time to sink in anywhere, apparently. He was only listed as Stage 1, compared to "Ariel's" Stage 2 and "Miranda's" Stage 3.

by **Sara Stanton** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 1:23 pm

"There's some good news, at least. Okay, now where's the off-button..."

by **Narrator** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 1:27 pm

There were MANY buttons! Hurray for buttons!

If Sara was looking for something as simple as an "off" button, however, she'd be in a bit of trouble.

There were some schematics and what looked like a basic outline of the plans, but nothing that immediately looked like a "press here to end evil plot" button. Curses, those Black Air chaps think of everything!

by **Sara Stanton** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 1:37 pm

"Okay, maybe we can repurpose these things then..." she says, looking the schematics over to see if she can put in a different target for the information erasure.

by **Narrator** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 2:23 pm

"Please insert sample," a male voice said from the console as Sara tried to bring up the new protocols.

by **Sara Stanton** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 2:30 pm

"Ooh! I have an idea. Look around if you can find a way to extract some of those nanites from the tank. Maybe we can program them to seek out themselves and erase each other."

by **Narrator** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 2:32 pm

There was, in fact, a way to release some of the nanites into the room. IF they were careful, they may even be able to do it without flooding the room with nanites!

by **Sara Stanton** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 2:46 pm

"There have to be containers to transport them around here somewhere." she mumbles, looking around the room.

by **Narrator** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 3:24 pm

There were some small, petri-dish-like containers that they could be placed in if they so desired.

by **Kevin Gravis** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 3:27 pm

"Would a petri dish work?"

by **Sara Stanton** » Tue Mar 18, 2014 3:41 pm

"In a pinch, sure. Put them right there and take a step or three back." she says, preparing to dispense some of the nanites.

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