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Anna had no idea what to do with herself, but finally decided that she probably couldn't get much more useful information out of this guy. He was strange, talking to her like she had absolutely no reason to murder him, after all, he had just told her that she was a real life inspector gadget. If that also meant she was glaringly incompetent and only able to do things correctly because of luck, she would not take it as a compliment. The man didn't seem to have done anything wrong, even though she couldn't be sure. He was there, so he knew something, obviously. But he also seemed to be the guy who was hired to sweep the halls. Killing people just to kill them had never brought anything good with it.

She moved around him, and towards the door of the room. With each step, which were remarkably fast for someone in constant agony, she could hear and feel how her suit had melted together with her. "Perhaps I can find someone who will help me..." She thought to herself, "I want out of this thing, if it's the last thing I do, I want out of this thing."

Something then caught her attention. On the wall, right next to the door was a full scale picture of her. Her in her own body, and beside that picture, was another picture, this one apparently being the blueprints to her current body. The only things that didn't seem to have changed were her height and general frame. Other than that, everything was different. "Not even Callen will recognise me!" was all she could think of.

Despite the beauty of the suit, she couldn't help but to think she ought to cry. She couldn't though, and so, she decided with herself that there was no use in even trying. Horrible as it was, she felt that one body was just as fine as the other. But what would her family think, would they mistake her for an abomination? would they throw her on the gates and demand that she stayed away forever? Maybe, maybe not.

Looking at the chart over her suit, she discovered an array of useful things. Firstly, her eyes, or, as she now knew, the lenses in front of her eyes reacted to impulses in her brain. Small motions was all it took to zoom in or out, and she could adjust focus as she pleased. The chart also told her that she had her own heating system, which was why she would be able to stay alive in cold regions for very long, the bones in her legs had been replaced with some very confusing yet simple things, which were described as giving her incredible momentum and enabling her to climb mountains very easily.

Having read all there was, and taken one last look at the picture of her as a normal girl, she decided that she would stay no more. With no word or anything to Gabriel, she moved down the hall he had told her to take.

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Adrian was surprised at what Daisy told him, but then again, he had met Zach, and he wasn't as he had expected either. They were just people, he reminded himself, and people have all sorts of faults and failings. Sitting by the campfire, he felt rather good, even though it was unusual for him to do so, seeing as both Daisy and Viktor were almost strangers. Oh well, a stranger is just a friend you haven't met yet. Or potentially a psycho out to murder you and to unspeakable things to your corpse.

"It doesn't sound like you and her knew each other well." He then finally remarked to Daisy, before changing the subject. He looked at Viktor, and with slight hesitation spoke. "I hope you're not too mad at Zach for the whole punch thing. He probably had his reasons, but he's probably going to apologise too. We still have to spend a week together, and being sour with one another certainly would make that difficult."

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Callen was still giggling, and for a brief moment, she almost forgot all about Anna. "You know, you shouldn't apologise to me, and you should only apologise if you mean it. Otherwise, there's no point in it. Also, it's friggin' cold out here, and that ain't very brutal, so can we please get back to the others? If Viktor decides to retaliate, I promise I'll take the punch." She said, her smile lively, and for the first time in weeks, that old spark was back in her eyes. She wrapped her arms around herself, and tried to warm herself. "C'mon, man, c'mon!" She hissed at him, still smiling.