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[ Qubit has the same problem, some days - he has a bad habit of skipping breakfast, or getting too absorbed in his work and missing dinner, and since he lives out of his lab, he doesn't often end up around the dorms. He's been trying to get better about it, but there's always so much he needs to do.

He's paid enough attention to know this is bad, but he isn't going to judge Cho too harshly for not doing the same. Besides, her immediate curiosity is encouraging. ]

Correct, it's not. This is lingering longer, and the respiratory symptoms are much worse this time around. We've got people coughing up blood, for instance.

The rest of your questions are the ones I need answered myself. Provided I can get you blood and sputum samples, and any equipment you're lacking - how soon do you think you could complete a profile of this thing?

I had no idea.

I can free up about ten hours each day, I think. I'll bring you a containment carrier for any samples you already have, and I'll start with that. It would be best if I could also do physical examinations, and some lung capacity tests. Particularly on anyone who's been coughing up blood.

I don't feel comfortable committing to a time-frame before I have some idea of the complexity of the virus. Are you with the samples right now? I can come get them in thirty minutes.

[ Ten hours? Wow, what was she doing with that time before? ]

Good. Do that.

I don't have many samples as of yet, but the ones I do have are up in my lab. 30 minutes works. I'll meet you in R&D.

[ He keeps the door to the lab proper locked, so he actually means the hallway. ]

[ Cooking more elaborate breakfast and dinner foods, working out, meditating, and sleeping. If she eliminates the first three entirely, and reduces the last by fifty percent, she'll pick up about ten hours every day. She should be able to handle working on half sleep for up to three weeks before it impairs her judgement, provided she's careful about her nutrition.

Right now, she begins wrappig up what she's in the middle of, and then she will ready the containment carrier and check the seals and meet Quibit. ]

See you in 30 minutes.

[ She will end up being early. Which means that, yes, he will find her poking her head into unlocked areas trying to find him, and not actually waiting right in front of his lab space. She's still close at hand, though, head to toe purple from scrubs to sneakers, and ready for the samples. ]

[ She may notice that a lot of the unlocked labs have things missing - voids in the layer of dust, and so on - where the current lab-havers have looted useful equipment for themselves. Peter and Poison have each claimed a lab of their own ~~which I assume they also keep locked~~.

It's at about the 40-minute mark that Qubit actually steps out (head to toe green, as always). He was expecting her to knock or buzz the doorbell or something, but only belatedly realized he didn't actually tell her to do that. Spotting her a few doors down the hall, he calls and waves her over- ]

Cho! Over here.

[ She jogs over to where he is, container under her arm. ]

I wasn't sure which space was yours. Are you ready for me?

[ Qubit nods. ] They're all prepped. This way.

[ He steps back into the lab, allowing her in, and heads over to a secondary workbench. The lab's managed to accumulate a lot of clutter in the time he's been living there. Mismatched instruments are stacked on top of each other and crammed anywhere he can make them fit, connected by a tangled web of cables that run upward and along the ceiling. The largest workbench is mostly covered in tech scraps and stray parts and half-finished projects, and on the floor nearby there's a plastic tub of components mangled to the point of unrecognizability. Perhaps the most unique project, though, stands by itself in the middle of the floor - a device in the shape of a vertical cylinder, almost like a Faraday cage, large enough for a person to stand inside (but not by much), and coated in what appears to be aluminum foil.

What Qubit grabs from his desk, however, is unaltered Anchor tech - a white case labeled with the biohazard symbol (among others, though the rest aren't of Earthly origin) and the words "BIOSAMPLE KIT." He opens it and takes out a sealed sub-case, similarly labeled. ]

Here. It's not what I'd call a decent sample size just yet, but it'll get you started.

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