Night 53: Experimental Treatments Laboratory

[itneverwas]

[From here]This was but one of the rooms within the immediate area that Xemnas wished to see, but one of the rooms that had claimed his interest nonetheless

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[gargantuanlaugh]

Direct and to the point. Gant could appreciate that kind of attitude, at least as far as nighttime here was concerned. Lingering anywhere for too long seemed to be a bad idea

[itneverwas]

The supplies stored within the cabinet consisted of all sorts of necessary equipment one would expect to find within a similar sort of area. All of them were useful when conducting experiments, to pursue knowledge, and unlike the Police Chief Xemnas was quite familiar with such purposes. To many, these sorts of items were perhaps a source of unpleasant implications. To the Nobody, however, they were but mere tools. Tools that were unfortunately too great in number to be easily taken

[gargantuanlaugh]

Gant looked up from one of the beds when Xemnas addressed him. He nodded and moved back towards the other man.

"Just thought I'd make sure there were no creepy crawlies waiting for us." That wasn't entirely true, but hey, it was a good enough excuse. He smiled at the other man. "Glad to report nothing should be coming at us from behind, at least."

He was certainly ready to move on when Xemnas was. Nothing interesting here...

[itneverwas]

"I see," Xemnas responded, offering a nod before he turned towards the door which would supposedly lead to the animal testing kennels. If this was a room dedicated to the performance of experiments, he was interested in what sorts of experiments were actually done.

However, the door did not yield to the Nobody's first attempt to open it. Yet again there was a fragile lock preventing him from doing so, but it was but a small hindrance easily taken care of.

[yin_yang_fox]

[from here]

And this was the room Ema had asked after. It looked perfect in nature to what she remembered. It was as if no days in between had passed from the last time she had been in here. "A fresh perspective is always good," she murmured in reply, then evened her tone. "I'd look forward to it, if you have the time to." It was possible, she told herself. That the girl had picked up on something else that the Digimon hadn't. It was hard to keep to that. It was closer to Sunday, now. Closer to the possibility of seeing Rika.

Who would berate Renamon's lack of focus as it was.

She let go of Ema, taking a step toward the center of the room. "Let me see if there's anything here," she explained. Then continued to move a few steps into the room. Silence greeted her, the odd creaks and settlings of the institute becoming familiar. Renamon's eyes pried through the dim, seeing nothing, she shifted to face the girl. "It seems fine."

[scientist_skye]

"I have time to," Ema replied easily, slinking back against the wall behind her so that she had a sense of place after Renamon let her go. Scientifically speaking, whether or not she was leaning against the wall or standing in front of it made little difference, but it made her feel better. In some respects, that was more important than the science of it. "No monsters? That's good."

Slowly, Ema peeled herself away from the wall and walked slowly toward the sound of Renamon's voice. After a few steps she managed to catch Renamon's figure in the beam of her flashlight, causing her to move a bit more quickly as she gained confidence in her direction. "What kinds of supplies are easily-accessible in here?" Based on what the room was Ema had some hypotheses, but the fact remained that she wasn't completely sure what sort of laboratory this was. They could probably get some basic weaponry here, but beyond that Ema was metaphorically in the dark.

[yin_yang_fox]

"Further in," the Digimon replied quietly. "In the next room, there's quite a few things that can be used if you know how. Vials for holding materials, scalpels and knives for defense, and chemicals for offense, if you know how to combine them." She returned to where the girl was, and gently reached for her again. "That has always been interesting," she gave. "I don't have the knowledge but another I knew did. And firebombs were incredibly useful while I had them."

Ema probably couldn't see the half-smile on the Digimon's face, but it was there all the same. It had been long enough now. Renamon could find it positive instead of the opposite. They had saved her, after all, and she should be grateful enough for that, disregarding the facts that surrounded that night in general. The burns still tracing her arm and collar? A result of her mind's nature that night. She had been too willing to sacrifice for the end goal.

She was no different now. Her actions, however, took more care in the fact of what came next.

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[you_miss_it]

[From here.]

John paused in the doorway, taking the room in. It didn't look particularly different from the autopsy room or the morgue, but it seemed clear -- at least to John, who had no small amount of experience with hospitals and medical facilities -- that it served a different purpose. It wasn't a set up as a facility for intensive care or treatment; it didn't have that sort of equipment.

Just empty beds and trays for surgical (or other) equipment. No, John couldn't say he liked the look of this place at all.

"Do they run... experiments? Tests on patients?"

It didn't sound any better aloud than it had in his head.