"Yeah, no problem." Azazel replied.

"I'll keep you posted." he told her.

---

The one manning the security looked at her, darted his tongue out slightly, and sighing.

"No." he replied.

"You're you." he told her.

"...you all right, though?" he asked.

"You REALLY look like you aren't doing well." he commented, before pausing.

"Well, you look stressed, anyway."

She made her way to reception, where she was told to wait... however, she was only waiting for about 2 minutes, before she was beckoned entry. When she stepped in, Hal smiled at her.

"Welcome." he said.

"Have a seat." he offered.

"I'd like to discuss an assignment with you." he continued, putting a file on his desk.

In it were reports about strange happenings in a small suburban area in the city... and how the mission was a reconnaissance mission, meant for someone to temporarily move into a house and keep an eye out for anything strange. And it was supposed to be for about 2 months.

"Think you can handle this?" he asked her.

"In the end, not really." Hal replied.

"You can blend in better than most." he told her.

"Well, you can blend in, and you are more than capable of defending yourself if things get... hairy." he then clarified.

"And I know that being alone helps with calming you down and such." he continued.

"...speaking of which, ARE you all right?" he asked.

"You seem particularly tense. Moreso than usual." he commented.

"Hm."{/b] Hal mumbled.

[b]"I see." he said quietly.

"Normally I would say something along the lines of 'I'm sure it's fine' or 'These things happen', but I know you, and I've been around long enough on this world not to dismiss such feelings so hastily." he commented.

"Do you not think you can handle this assignment?" he asked.

"I can try and find someone else to fill it." he told her.

But that suggestion in and of itself posed a small problem for her. She was still listed as an active member of the Unit, but she hadn't had a proper assignment in close to 5 months, which meant that if she didn't take this, a review of her standing at the Unit would be called for, and from what she heard, those were never pleasant. They involved those higher up than Hal showing up, and they didn't have the best attitudes.

Hal was silent for a moment, before nodding.

"Very well." he replied.

"For the sake of the mission, your new name, or code name, will be Miranda Vale." he told her.

"Contact with the Unit will be minimal, but if you need emergency assistance, you know what to do." he continued.

"You are to live there under your new identity for 50 days." he then said.

"The details of your new identity are in the file." he went on.

"As well as what to be on the lookout for."

"I do what I can for my agents." Hal commented.

"After all, their well-being is of the utmost importance." he reasoned.

"Regardless, I'll give you a day or so to get your affairs in order, but if you feel you can take this on sooner, feel free." he then told her.

---

Ilias sighed as he grasped the vial in his hand, and made his way to the interrogation department.

"...this is potent stuff." he mumbled.

"Guess they really need it." he said further, before opening the door to the department.

"Hello? I'm here with the-" he started to say, just as one of them literally pushed past him.

"OUTTA MY WAY." they growled, storming off.

"....geez." Ilias muttered. "What's HIS problem?" he wondered.

"Oh, hi Robin." Ilias said to the one that had just showed up.

"And... no. No, he didn't." he answered.

"He just... pushed past me. A little aggressively, admittedly, but... it was still just a push." he insisted.

"And he's already in trouble?" he then asked.

"Why?" he asked her.

"What's going on?"

"I... I see..." Ilias mumbled.

"Right then." he said, as he started to follow her.

"I'm... here with the serum that was requested of R&D." he then said.

"Thought I'd deliver it, myself." he went on.

"But... but what's going on?" he then asked. "Chaos? How so?" he asked further.

However, she didn't get a chance to respond to him, before a desktop pencil holder went flying past them, narrowly missing Ilias's head.

"Missed me, HAH!" one of the people yelled.

"Why you-!" the one that threw it growled, before they tackled them down.

As they wrestled on the floor, Ilias saw that people were having arguments everywhere, some were getting loud with each other, others were cowering away from the conflict, but that was the only physical altercation that he was seeing.

"Holy crap!" Ilias exclaimed.

"...." Ilias was silent as he watched Erica step between the two that looked ready to fight.

"Hey!" one yelled.

"What gives!?" the other exclaimed.

"Get outta the way, we have a... disagreement... to work out." the first one told her.

"You mean you're wrong, and I'm going to make sure you know it." the other snarled.

"Why you..." the first one growled back.

"...what the hell...?" Ilias mumbled, backing off a little.

Ilias saw this happen, and his initial reaction was fear... but he liked Robin. She was a close friend. And he cared about her. So anger started to seep in shortly after... and that translated to his snakes.

All 7 of them slithered out from beneath his hair, and hissed at the individual, baring their fangs.

"...." Ilias was silent as this happened, before sighing.

"I would suggest you scram." he told the person.

"Or my snakes will... not be happy with you."