[This certainly is the worst possible time for the comm's device to start broadcasting. The video feed clicks on, in Tam's newly abandoned clinic. It's way past midnight, almost three in the morning. A few medical books are tossed haphazardly on the floor, and Delta is refiling through various medical cabinets. He seems less like a man and more
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It only takes as much as a look at the intruder to guess his purpose here. She knows about some of the research Tam did on ADAM; she supplied samples and notes, after all.
Samples and notes, particularly notes, she assumes Delta is now here to retrieve, either for Sinclair or Bhamba.
For a moment she even considers retreating, unsure if a confrontation with the Alpha would be worth the effort.
The moment is brief, however, and she quickly opts to clear her throat, making her presence known. ]
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He goes to look for his PDA, regardless. Delta's memory is fried, so it takes him a while to remember where he put it.]
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She crosses her arms and waits. ]
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canI help you, doctor?
[It takes him ages to type, but he seems to be really trying. Typos are often overlooked by Delta in this state.]
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Morphine.
icould lie.
DR. Bhamba's created something i Could use to stop ADAM from destroying me, but Ill have to undo the current damage. That entails beingrevived by the mansion.
[He felt oddly accomplished telling her the painful truth.]
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