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[Failed private to Aya: glitch in the hospital network(?)]

Aya, I just wanted you to know that everything is set up and Ken has been transferred successfully to your apartment. We need to speak about the conditions of his release into your care, and of course, I’ll be stopping by regularly to check on his progress and to administer any medications.

[Filtered Away from Ken Hidaka]

I’m afraid my patient has been a bit… difficult in his demands, so I’ve had to keep him heavily sedated. We should speak about what the next steps will be concerning this delicate matter before he realizes what's happened as soon as possible.

[Accidental Video]

[The clock strikes midnight showing the tall figure of a man with arms braced on the edge of his office desk, body hunched over; the lengths of his blond hair hanging down in front of his face as he gasps.]

... what...?

[After a moment, he pushes himself upright and places a hand against his head, trying to regain a sense of his surroundings.]

Ah... a... curse...? I remember...

[His eyes widen and his head whips around to stare at the jumbled piles of paperwork that lay strewn around the room. All of his carefully organized work, every test result, every notated step, every decisive conclusion... ruined by finger paint, and crayon, and marker. Lost, all lost. The victim of an innocent human child.]

No... again?

[He pauses, his body deflating visibly and he lets out a frustrated sigh.]

Saya, Marishka, and Dante (if you're around)... I shall be busy in the apartment's office today on an important project. If I may ask that the noise and interruptions be kept to a minimum while I work... at least for a little bit. I will take a break a little later to prepare dinner for everyone.

[Private to members of ARTEMIS]
I believe... that I might have finally found something significant.

Separately, the findings on my research of the City Dead have been ambiguous... mystifyingly frustrating in the elusiveness that no doubt each of you has felt in your own work. But, piecing these reports together, I just may have something...

I'd like for each of your departments to review my report in depth, and to give me your thoughts on the test results once you receive them. To those of you who are not skilled in medicine, I've created a synopsis of the findings that should be easier for you to understand.

Every step I've taken has been typed out and compiled in detail. All that's left is to scan everything in so that I can encrypt it and send it your way. Please expect it by tomorrow at the latest...

Is it too soon to say that tonight just might be the beginning of our triumph over this City... ?

( [Private to Dr. Jezebel Disraeli] )


[ooc: Solomon's assessment is very premature, as any medical prodigy would be able to see the flaw in his so called 'findings'. Rough translation: Genetic make-up from people from different worlds + varying sub-cellular structures and biochemical variances = apparent 'anomalies' and thus: no breakthrough whatsoever. The story shall continue to unfold. *Mod consulted, and okay'd.*]