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Location: Near the Docks, unknown for sure. 
Time: Shortly after Odette and Rach exited back into the mortal world.

Isaac Vice stood quietly, his board frame and quiet demeanor overlooked the men exchanging their equipment. His steely eyes watched with judging expression when they flipped out their usual and reliable metal guns to state of the art plastic ones, but he held his tongue. Each man then selected a cartilage, each filled with about fifteen tranquilizers filled with a greenish black liquid. At the next reaching soldier, Vice gripped a cartliage then opened it up to dump several casings over the table top. He stopped them from rolling by placing his hand over top and picking a single one to eye. Studying it deeply, he spoke to Victor Black, the head scientist and designer of the drug within each one. 

“And these are suppose to stop the virus’ host? This mysterious liquid?” 

Victor was a thin, pale man. He rarely looked like he had seen the light of day outside his lab as he pushed up his glasses with his palm, careful not smudge it with his fingers. The man seemed to always have a stick up his ass over discussion and questioning of his latest project while he glared subtly at Vice, giving the larger man the shivers. If Black could be described as anything, in Vice’s mind it was a spider. A nasty, patient and venomous one. 

“Yes. After studying the virus, we discovered it had the ability to target and activate the existing meta genes within a subject.” Black coldly said, his hand reached to pull the tranquilizer from his branch head’s grip, “It was perfectly logically we wanted to reverse this effect and cancel it out in natural and unnatural metas. It’s still in development and we’re gradually hoping that in time, all metas of any type will be affected after this event.” 

He snapped them back in, one by one, while continually to explain more in his monotone voice. “Right now, it can only temporarily cancel out natural meta powers. If they were born or have the genetic code, then this should prevent it from working for a limited time.”  

Black finally passed it back to another soldier, noting Vice’s next question. “You’re expecting trouble?” 

“No, I trust Ms. Freeman's judgement and likely her associate will deliver what she expects. I, however, like to be prepared for the worst cases.” 

“Additional measures?” 

“Naturally, it’s only logical and if we’re lucky… there might be additional subjects to study.” Black let a small, wicked smile cross his lips. 

Vice inhaled then felt a vibration in his pocket, his mitt of a hand reached down to flip it open. A familiar number was displayed and followed by a texted message to proceed with their plans, including a location and time. The man snapped it shut then nodded to Black. “It seems you would be studying the virus shortly, Doctor.”