Alex walked into her medical clinic, the day had barely begun but she was going to recieve some patients soon from what her contacts had told her. She walked in looking around as she turned the lights on taking in the views of her shitty little clinic, the lights turned on and hummed a bit as the whole area was covered with a hospital-esque lighting. She walked over into the back room which was kind a of a small kitchenette of sorts. She started up her coffee machine which made Smokey Boyz coffee, her favorite. She was wearing a pair of cargo pants an undershirt and in a few minutes, she grabbed her lab coat. Working casual made casual fun, she grabbed her coffee and took a slurpy lil sip from it.

Still hot.

She went over to the small tv in the reception where she turned it on and sat down in one of the old comfy little chairs that was there. Sitting down she sipped from her coffee once again, looking over the TV a few reporters were discussing a developing incident within Marlon regarding a prisoner convey and an apparent attack. Alex gingerly sipped on the coffee as the events unfolded, there would definetly be more people that would need her 'services' today. She got up after finishing her coffee before walking over to her computer.

She turned on the derelict piece of junk, it hissed and began to boot up her OS. After a few moments she logged herself in and started to surf upon the deep net, digging and prodding into threads and posts as to what this attack is or could mean. Some claimed it to be from the Church of Para while others put suspicion on the Lorne corporation. It was obvious no one knew what was going on at the time but it was all just a bit of a cluster fuck. Chaos, it was perfect and bred suspicion of others - she wondered if there would be a repeat of the Tower and if Marlon would fall into despair once again.

Time would tell.