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Vincent then sighed. Heavily.

"Wonderful." he said sarcastically.

"Just... beautiful." he muttered further.

"Well, to extrapolate from that, I assume be on the lookout for people acting as they... quote-unquote, 'should'...?" he asked her.

"As in, stereotypically, or whatever?" he asked further.

"Is Sariel all right?" he inquired at the end.

"..." Vincent was silent for a moment, before pinching the bridge of his nose and growling.

"Could you POSSIBLY sound any more like a doomsday prophet." he muttered.

"A storm? Shit's getting real? Hearing it from on high?" he asked rhetorically. "If it wasn't for the fact that I know what I know about our mutual contacts, I would be worried for your mental state." he admitted.

"But... how about a little more information, please?" he then asked of her.

"Should this be over the phone, or in person?" he inquired further.

Ilias watched her go, before shaking his head.

"Heaven help us, this is probably going to be stormy." he muttered to himself, before going back to work. Regardless of what was on the horison, work still needed to be done. They couldn't put their lives on hold for this.

Meanwhile, Vincent was just getting ready to head outside with a good book, when his cell phone rang. He debated ignoring it for his book, but pulled it out anyway to look at who was calling.

To which he then promptly answered.

"Hello, hello, Kiah." he said into it.

"Rare you call. What can I do for you?" he asked.

Zeke stepped up closer towards her, and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I know it's overwhelming." he said. "...but... this is what our lives are right now." he muttered. "We need to try and keep calm and move forward, without freaking out." he went on.

"I realise I could have NOT said anything to you, but ignorance would have only hurt you further in the long run." he reasoned.

"...can't argue that." Ilias admitted.

"Anyway, I'm going to warn the medical wing, specifically Angela and Nate, and then I'll be back after to finish off what we were doing." Zeke then said, before turning and leaving.

Ilias watched him go, before looking at Kiah.

"$1000 says Vanessa Encrae is involved." he muttered. He wasn't making light of the situation at all, nor was this a legit bet, it was his way of saying he wouldn't be surprised if Vanessa was behind what they were warned about.

Ilias paused and thought about it, while Zeke crossed his arms over his chest.

"Honestly, probably not." he told Kiah. "Spreading the word TOO much about this is liable to cause a mass panic, and just off the heels of one we've just had, that's not good. Who knows what will happen?" he asked.

"But we need to be on the lookout." Ilias protested.

"Hence why Agent Sharp knows, as he heads this entire place, I told you two, as you have a decent amount of foot traffic during the day, and I'll be telling Angela and Nate in the medical wing, as THEY have people coming and going constantly, and if there are injuries from someone acting stereotypical, they'll know there's more to it then an isolated incident." he went on.

"We want more people knowing about this, yes, but we need to be strategic about it." he finished.

"...you really ARE an archangel nephilim, aren't you?" Ilias asked rhetorically. "To hear you talk, you sound like your strategising for a war." he commented further.

"Eh, kinda the same premise here." Zeke shrugged.

Zeke thought for a moment.

"Well... I can." he said.

"However, my Aunt Sari didn't mention anything about Uncle Gabriel." he then went on. "And I'm sure if there was a problem with him, then she would have brought it up." he reasoned.

"So you're saying...?" Ilias asked, trailing off at the end.

"I'm saying that Uncle Gabriel will be checking in on Erica, as the two of them are romantically involved, and if her curse is starting to act up, he has a vested interest in helping her." Zeke stated.

"...oh." Ilias replied quietly. "...right. Duh." he mumbled.

Zeke and Ilias nodded in response.

"We'll most certainly try." Ilias said.

"And after we finish here, I'll be warning those in the medical wing about this as well." Zeke told them.

"Makes sense." Ilias responded. "Man... as you said, Kiah, we JUST got out a major headache. And even then, we're still not fully out of it." he said further. "Jordan and Aedan are both still under quarantine." he grumbled.

"And now we potentially have something NEW cropping up." he continued, getting a little worked up now.

"Potentially being the key word." Zeke stressed.

Ilias and Zeke looked at each other briefly.

"Hm." Zeke mumbled. "Well, I'M half-human... so... hm." he muttered further. "Given where my non-human half comes from... expect me to be... short-tempered... and spoiling for a fight with any non-humans." he told them.

"And I'LL be more cowardly." Ilias replied. "More cowardly, and more likely to lash out at people in general." he went on.

"Those like me are... well, we fear the world in general." he admitted.

"I've made steps forward with that, thanks to the Unit, and all my friends."

Zeke turned and made his way back to R&D and was let back in by Ilias, and they both went to where Kiah was waiting for them.

"Feel better now, Mr. Jitters?" Ilias asked him.

"Yes and no." Zeke sighed.

"...that concerns me." Ilias admitted.

Zeke then told them what he had been told by Sariel. Pretty much everything that she had told him, too. He spared not a detail, and by the end of it, Ilias was looking QUITE concerned.

He looked to Kiah and looked to be thinking about something.

"Erica...?" he asked hesitantly.

"Eh-heh..." Zeke chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

"I tend to forget that a lot, I admit." he said. "But fair." he said further, as the two left the room and he changed the sign back. He then looked at her and nodded once more.

"I'm going to head back to R&D and tell them to be on the lookout." he told her.

"And when I'm done THERE, I'll do the same for the medical wing." he said further.

"The more eyes we have open for this sort of thing, the better, yeah?" he asked.

Zeke just smiled softly and returned the hug, holding her close for a moment.

"I promise." he told her.

"I'll be VERY wary and alert." he said.

"But I'll need to try not to be outright paranoid." he continued, as the broke the embrace.

"Anyway... bye for now, Aunt Serial." he told her.

"Hopefully the next time we speak, it will be under nicer circumstances."

"Of course." Zeke responded.

"I DO hope this is just an isolated incident, though." he then said. "...though, some say that hope is the denial of reality." he muttered gloomily. "Sometimes it seems like they're less pessimists, more realists..." he continued.

"Regardless, I won't keep you here longer than is necessary." he stated.

"Thank you for the warning about what's happened." he said.

"And I promise I'll keep in touch with information... somehow. Whether it be direct or through someone."

Zeke just nodded.

"Of course." he responded.

"I'll keep my eye out for anyone acting... uh... well, stereotypical, I suppose. And out-of-characterally so." he told her.

"Keep my wits about me and all that." he went on.

"...you WILL be okay though, yeah?" he then asked.

"No permanent damage or anything?"

"Well, I appreciate it greatly." Zeke responded.

"And I'm just glad you're okay." he then said. "The thought of a lycan managing to do so much damage to you, that the only reason you survived was because you're an archangel, is frightening." he admitted.

"...and I don't want to lose you." he then said quietly, before pausing.

"I also get the feeling that if you were to have died, then my Dad and his siblings would... well... it wouldn't be pretty..." he murmured further.

"If I recall correctly, you're pretty much the one that everyone likes."