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"Are you prepared, Knoll?" Came a soft voice, the voice emanating from seemingly nothing. He knew it had come from a fellow researcher, but his name escaped him. He sat in his own lab, accompanied by five others of his... 'profession' He himself stood in the middle of a large magic circle, with the other five at different points, forming a perfect star. Knoll gave a nod, indicating that he was, if fact, ready. He closed his eyes, and felt for the coming darkness inside of his verysoul.

The transition from Facade to Morphus had become surpringly easier since the Dark Day. That day, he had felt agony beyond comparison, like every bone in his body was burning. It had continued for a few minutes, then promptly stopped. Now, here he stood, the transformation process nothing more than a slight ember on his now shadow skin. He held his hand out, activating Yami, the circle spanning a good half of his room.

The magic circle under him began to glow, and Knoll stood perfectly still. He could feel the pulses from the spell wash through him, sounding back, and washing through again. As this happened, the lights around Yami faded with each passing minute. Finally, the 21st light went out, signaling an end to Yami. The reasearchs circles dimmed down.

This had become an everyday thing. At hihs own request, every day, he would have his Morphus form scanned, to see if their were any changes from the last time they checked. This was to keep an eye on it and maybe, just maybe, learn something about the Composition of a Morphus. He waited for a few minutes and, reciving the report that nothing had changed, bid his comrades farewell.

He reached to his side, picking up his large research log, and quickly scribbled "No change to report." Before setting it to his side again.

He looked to his lab, witch was filled with the smell of various plants and chemicals, all nessacary for his line of work. He just stood there for a few minuets, wondering what to do next, when he realized he was still in Morphus form. Before he reverted to Facade, he might as well head to the Seekers lair, and offer to help with something. He closed his eyes, feeling a now familar darkness come over him.

When he opened his eyes, he looked around at his... 'office', at the Seeker HQ. He always kept the lights off when he was away: it allowed him easier transport to and from his house, and this place. He felt the darkness within vanish, as Knoll the human stepped out into the corridors of the Lair.

He heard various whispers around his comrades. Some where discussing the various ways they may handle the rising vampire threat. None of these sounded very good, because Knoll saw no way that they would be able to cultivate a garlic farm the size of the ledgenary wheat fields of Kansas, so he said no words of encouragement, and he continued on his way.

"Knoll, there you are." Came the voice of one of his Research assistants. "As you suggested, we were looking into how Morphongenic feilds could possibly interlock with the Lay Lines... the result is incredible."

Knoll didn't stop walking, "I'm guessing you found that, the closer they are to a lay lin, the more these Fields can transmit to a receiving Person?"
"Correct. A transmitter using the fields found it easier to transmit a thought or word across the world to a reciever... it's absoulutly amazing."
Knoll nodded, "I thought so. Our next plans for this should be trying at a nexus point to send entire messages across to others.... see if that can be done or not. If not, I'll simply have to revise my theory."

The assistant nodded, and walked away. Knoll allowed him self the slightest of smiles, pleased to see his research into the area was progressing. Studying Telepathy was quite difficult, after all.

He passed by the childrens hall, where the children that the Seekers had taken under their wing were looking around in wonder. A female Seeker was explain things to them. She paused when she noticed Knoll was watching them, and beckoned him over. "Everyone, this is Knoll. He's a rreasearcher, just like some of you may be." She said in a sweet voice.

"HI, Mr. Knoll!" The children said in unison.

"Would you like to say something to these Future Seekers, Knoll?" The women asked.
Knoll paused for a moment, contemplating. "I pray that each of you can find their truth. Truth is something that only shows it self it those have observed, considered, and made a choice. Each of you is capable of finding their own truth in life, and The Seekers will do what they can to maximize your potential. Go with learning, and you will not be failed." WIth that, he walked away.

When he arrived at his destination, there was a large map based on poolitcs, and the areas under the Nightlord's control, and began discussing ways to possibly improve their actions.