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Zeke just growled a little, and looked up at her, as Bast snapped a few pics, causing him to crumple a little more.

"Damn it..." he cursed.

"What... what are you... doing?" he asked her.

"What is this...?" he went on, before he had the briefest moment of clarity.

"Who ARE you...?" he then inquired, as another photo was taken, causing him to crumple to the floor again.

Bast paused when she said that. Normally he wouldn't even be DOING this right now, but the fact that he stopped, despite his demonic DNA telling him to kill Zeke was really something else.

He just looked at her, and shrugged.

"Sure." he said.

"It'll be humiliating for him." he told her.

"Fork it over."

Bast flinched slightly when the photos were snapped, but it was Zeke that had the more extreme response. He yelped out a bit, and collapsed to his knees, seemingly having an internal struggle with himself.

And Bast seemed to love seeing this.

"Ahhh, excellent." he said.

"Your moments of weakness will be your last." he told him.

He then stepped up towards Zeke and lifted both his blades in the air, point down.

"I will see to it this is the last breath you take, you wretch."

She did find the commotion easily. It was a fight. But not just a fight, it was a battle. And it was between Sebastien and Ezekiel. It seemed like they were absolutely going at each other, Zeke with his sword, Bast with a pair of his own blades he'd manifested.

"Die, demon!" Zeke yelled, charging at him.

"As if you could kill ME." Bast growled, blocking the attack and throwing Zeke into the wall with his own force.

Zeke responded quickly by pushing off the wall and tackling Bast into the opposite wall.

"It is in my blood to!" Zeke declared.

"Which will spill on this floor and run like the rives of Hell." Bast hissed.

Jake looked between the two again, before shrugging.

"Yeah, sure." he said.

"We got nothing else to do." he reasoned. "There is literally NO reason to be staffing this area, as the barriers and protections stop anyone from coming and/or going, and turn away people that approach." he said.

"...ie: make them reconsider or remember something, or think this is the wrong address." he clarified.

"So sure. Why not?" he asked rhetorically.

"We need to do SOMETHING." he reasoned.

Jake raised an eyebrow at the statement, and looked between the two women.

"Eh?" he muttered.

"Wait, it was the camera?" he asked Izzy.

He then looked to the camera, and sighed.

"Might explain the quality of the images it takes." he commented with a shrug, before looking to Izzy once more.

"You all right now?" he asked her.

Jake was silent for a moment, processing everything that had just happened.

"I, ah..." he stammered.

"Hold on." he told Jordan.

"Izz? You okay?" he then asked Izzy, turning towards her.

"The hell you hearin'?" he asked further.

"..." Ilias was silent, his eyes widening.

"Oh no..." he said quietly.

"I'm sorry, Aedan." he apologised, knowing what he had to do. For the good of the Unit, seeing as they were all trapped here.

Meanwhile, Jake and Izzy were at the security landing.

"...not sure why we even need to be HERE." he said to her.

"With this lockdown, absolutely NOONE can get in or out. Period." he stated.

Ilias was shocked and scared to witness this.

"Aedan!?" he exclaimed.

"What happened to you!?" he asked her.

"Shit, you need help! Now!" he realised.

"I'll get you to the medical wing!"

Ilias was silent as he saw the cryptic message, and looked towards Kiah.

"Back in a second." he said, quickly leaving the lab they were in.

"Keep trying to figure out that equation!" he called back, as he dashed off.

He then made his way to the room in question and checked inside.

He didn't know what to expect, and was trying to prepare for anything.

Azazel wondered where Aedan was right now. Had she managed to leave for her mission? Had she been held back? He had no idea. He pulled himself away from his wonderings and his window gazing, and started to walk down the hallway.

"Hm." he mumbled, taking out his phone.

Hey, you still at the Unit? he texted her.

If not, wanna chill together? We'll be here a while. he then sent further.

Azazel watched her go off, before looking back out the window.

"...the hell is going on?" he asked himself.

"And what was that pain?" he then wondered aloud.

"That was weird. Was it the camera doing it?" he continued, pondering it heavily.

"But can a camera DO that...?"

Azazel felt that wince of pain again, before raising an eyebrow.

"Uh... yeah. Yeah, you do that." he said.

"Also, for future reference, random shots like that miiiiight piss people off." he warned her.

"Luckily, I don't care about having my picture taken... at least like this, anyway." he then said further. "I've got my ring on, so... yeah, it's fine for me and all, but... be careful." he continued.

"Someone might get defensive." he finished.

"Anyway, if you're gonna go feed, go do so."

Azazel was silent again for a moment, wondering about what he had just felt. It seemed like... a stinging pain. Like something had been jabbing at him on the inside, but it had left as quickly as it came.

"...yeah." he said.

"Yeah, pretty much." he told her.

"Just this weird feeling I've been having." he mumbled. "A weird unease that my demon-self can't quite place." he lamented.

"So I ended up absently staring out a window and getting lost in my thoughts."