Aryl winced as the director spoke to her through the comms. She shook her head and walked dismally through the halls in a sad attempt at finding the Doctor. "All available research staff," [i]All five of you,[/i] Aryl thought to herself, "please be on the lookout for Dr. Wesley Tassle. He is unarmed and should be met with a calm..."

Tassle, meanwhile, was still storming angrily through the empty halls of Annex C. The absolute nerve of these people to transfer me to a facility in need of packing! In all of the archives he has looked through, not a single item of value existed within Annex C... Right? Tassle looked up at some director signs overhead. "Cafeteria," one read. [i]Yeah, that sounds about right,[/i] Tassle thought. [i]I wonder if they serve alcohol... I could use a drink.[/i] He heaved a stress-relieving sigh and walked in to the cafeteria. It was empty of people, and the only sources of food he cared to look for was a couple of vending machines hunched up in a corner of the room. Tassle decided they were better than nothing and walked over to them to purchase a bag of Lays and a Pepsi. He then sat at a table and took out a PDA to research the items held at Annex C. Perhaps there truly was something he missed...