a fanatical thing

[longaevus]

Who: Helen Magnus & Daedalus Yumeno
When: November 17, before noon
Where: Helen's lab
Summary: Helen has abnormal blood, Daedalus has experience with a different kind of abnormal cells
Warnings: Medical stuff

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[gaveherwings]

Dr. Yumeno was anxious. It wasn't every day, after all- in fact, he'd never disclosed the full details of his research to anyone in his field before.

It was personal, his onus, his assignment, his Proxy research project. He feared that Helen Magus would not, could not possibily understand the deed gravity of the work he was entrusting to her.

And yet, for the sake of securing Re-l's future, it had to be done. In case, just in case of an unfortunate act of cruelty from the Core, if he should be torn from this place, and from her...

Someone else needed to know

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"I am, thank you." Helen didn't jump at his presence, having heard the door and footsteps on his approach - she'd left a message letting him know that the door would be open for him.

She held the vial of her blood up for a brief moment, studying it as if it was that she could see something different or abnormal in it (which she couldn't), before lowing her hand, turning to Daedalus. She gave a brief smile and a curt nod ad his question. No messing around - she liked it.

"You have your sample for comparison with you?" She didn't know if he had an actual sample of the cells or simply visual documentation of it but either would be able to provide materials for comparison - she'd be able to get the image of her blood onto the computer if need be.

[gaveherwings]

"I have it with me here." He holds up his folded NV, sensitive data to be carried around on a communication device he always kept on his person, but Re-l and the Proxy's files were locked and encrypted.

It had been a year and a half, and Romdeau Holobooks were somewhat delicate instruments, six months disposable and replaceable by the next model, typically. Never intended to hold up to as much use as he's squeezed out of it.

Still, he's not ready to throw his Romdeau possessions away. Not so much out of sentiment, but because the technology here isn't quite as nice- people's keyboards are arranged differently than the way he's used to, and he's not looking forward to the eventual adjustment

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Helen gave a nod, making a slide from her blood for the comparison. Had she had more materials (or rather her research, the Source blood or the sample of her blood from when she'd been ill) they'd have had more to compare but even the two samples that they had may give them more than what a first appearance would seem.

"That part I'd gathered." The non-human qualities of the cells, at least, given that that was where she specialised. "Did they rule it also?" After the Vampires had built up their cities - at least the ones which they inhabited, rather than their slaves - they'd ruled with it, although much of it had fallen after the uprising and their sub-sequential deaths. And the same had happened again with Praxis. She'd heard much of Romdeau but she hoped that the same hadn't occurred there.