The middle aged red haired receptionist, used to the oddities that were a hallmark of life in Rhydin, especially with the varied patients that sought the specialized medical treatments that only Riverview Clinic could provide, merely regarded the person in the black alien bio-suit with unflappable professional detachment. "Of course, Ms. Rustovich. If you will wait a moment, I will see where Doctor Valkonan is at the present time."

Phyllia Hawkwood tapped on the keyboard, and consulted her flatscreen monitor a moment. "Doctor Valkonan is currently on rounds. Would you like me to page her for you?" she asked pleasantly.

"Of course, Ms. Rustovich," Phyllia declared pleasantly. "You can wait here, of course." She indicated the waiting room area with an elegant gesture of her left hand. "Or, if you desire refreshments, you may spend your time in the cafeteria, and I can page you there when Doctor Valkonan becomes available." She offered Rhaine a pamphlet. "This has the floor plan of the Clinic."

There was a faint, almost wistful, smile on the Chief of Staff's lips when she approached the Reception desk at the end of that series of rounds. "Anything of note for me, Phyllia?"

"Yes, Doctor Valkonan. A Ms. Rustovich is here to see you." The receptionist gestured to the presumably a person in the tech suit.

Maranya's hazel eyes widened a bit in study of the mechanics. An expression that Aja often teased was her "Geek freak" one crept in as well. "Ms. Rustovich. I'm Doctor Maranya Valkonan. How may I help you?"

Vampire ears picked up the voiceprint. The connection was shutdown, she stood up in one fluid move, with a slight half-military style nod. "Pleasure to meet you, Doctor. Rhaine Rustovich-Gair, at your service. I've come to ask if you received a certain data pack from the Governor, and if you would like to download few recent additions to it".

"Well met, may I call you Rhaine?" The dark blond haired doctor nodded slowly. "Da, I received the data pack, and both I and my Pathology department are currently at work deciphering and preparing to implement the protocols detailed within. But, if you have further information to add to what has been provided already, I would greatly appreciate that."

"Of course you can call me by name. There's been a few sleeping mutations in the virus, Doctor. Nothing significant, but at least you can get the mutation frequency. Plus, I have to offer to use some of our equipment, in case you need that for biosynthesis of antisense agent and antibodies." Rhaine spoke calmly, watching Maranya with her gem-like still eyes.

Her brow ticked upward at the news about those sleeping mutations in the virus. By the Beyond, if it's anything like what we dealt with months ago....Time is of the essence to decipher the codes. "We would of course appreciate the additional resources in equipment, in order to expedite the production beyond our own capabilities at present." Her gemstone ringed hands lightly rested on her aquamarine scrubs covered hips. "All assistance to get this virus contained and dealt with before more lives are lost is also appreciated."

Rhaine nodded. "Good. We have basically formulated and tested a solution, it's based on techniques we used for disarming Psilon biowarfare caches. Synthesis instructions and our equipment - you can designate a room where we'll null-t it." Matte black of bioprotector on her gloved hands dissolved in nowhere for a moment so she could get a touchscreen-equipped device. "This has most data, including precise step-by-step configuration instructions."

The almost covetous gleam in Maranya's hazel eyed gaze intensified when Rhaine produced the device. "We have some space in the west wing at present. Two supply rooms. Would that be sufficient space for set up?"

"If the area of each room is more than twelve square meters with minimum side over two meters - it should be. It's not bulky." Rhaine smiled slightly, fangs shown. "Just don't make it public. Please. As soon as I contacted Governor he dragged that journalist in. If you wish to know yourself who's behind this - fine. But by the Midnight - no publicity.

"If you wish, I will come by and explain and show how to use any of devices we'll bring over. They are a bit uncommon for this planet, instruction should save time."

Rhaine's moves were precise and silent as she followed. Her eyes seemed to be unmoving, but she watched the surroundings. "I'll keep the algorithm for Regenerine in the synthesis complex. As a gift."

"Appreciated." Maranya gestured to two adjoining storage rooms at the end of a long hallway. "This should be sufficient for your needs and, eventually, ours, once we begin synthesizing the cure."

When in the storage room, Rhaine turned around, nodded, placed something tiny and translucent on the floor in the middle of open space, and her fingers touched her temple, sparkling lines inside the glassy layer connecting to her eyes and lips "Althos-Althos, this is Gair. Null-signal clear?" Receiving the answer, she nodded. "Start with transport within thirty seconds, Keith." Rhaine motioned for Maranya to step back, and moved away herself. "Better if we don't stand there - unless you wish to connect to the equipment on molecular level." It surely looked like they were expecting some agreement to be reached before she came to Riverview. "I would prefer not to." Maranya stepped back, toward the doorway, and then retreated into the hallway.

There was a series of quiet popping sounds, as several containers appeared in the middle of the room. "Would you like to watch or allow me to install them?" Rhaine already rushed to the containers, pulling them to designated places, her small height contrasting against seemingly large weight of whatever was inside, levitating to open them from top. "I would like to observe, if that is possible."

"Oh, and looks like the guys have not included chairs." She pulled one of container walls down as it morphed, her moves precise and seemingly habitual. The first thing appeared to have a circlet of some transparent material, with same transparent tentacles, dark glass-like hemispheres about 50 cm from it, opening, lots of drawbox-like containers, some with samples already inside them, a good bunch of screens with same glass hemispheres near them. "Scanner with autonomous power source," Rhaine explained as she pushed it towards a wall, the thing nearly reaching the ceiling after un-archived from container. She tapped one hemisphere near a display, and looked at the output. "Power on. No one messed up with the null-t so we can expect the rest to be unharmed."

"Mm." Maranya's hazels kept that avaricious gleam while each item materialized. "Excellent."

Next thing appeared even bulkier, vampire strength was definitely needed to drag it around, and next thing Rhaine did was rush between these two and configuring them for sync, with speed of a classic vampire rushing back and forth. Next device was un-archived, and connected and synced similarly, with comment "Assembler", some modules inserted into what was "scanner". The largest container was all translucent, sparky, metal and whatever the transparent material was. The room was quickly turned into a techie madness of light-grey, silver and so-loved by Althos cyan colors. "If you wish, you can get someone to fetch a chair for you," Rhaine offered, and nodded at the circlet of scanner. "Do you have a sample you wish to run?"

"Not at the moment, and I don't mind standing. Unless you believe this will take hours to assemble properly. In which case, I will trust you to supervise and, if there are any problems, to contact me." Her lips pursed in thought briefly. "We do not have a sample at present."

"Just wanted to show you the first peculiarity in case you were curious." Rhaine got a tiny glass-like container with something translucent in it, placed it on a dark panel and it got taken in. "Please try to put on the interface." She nodded at the circlet of scanner. "This takes some time getting used to. I will configure the output frequencies for you, since we're ....a bit different from humans."

Maranya nodded, and reached for the circlet. Setting it in place above her brow line, she took deep breaths, and released them slowly.

Rhaine's hand already rested on a hemisphere she used to turn the thing on. "Close your eyes first, it would be easier." The tentacles circled and attached themselves to Doc's temples, one over her eyes, and one on the back of her head.

Maranya's hazels closed, and she took more deep breaths, willing herself to relax, to open to the sensations.

Rhaine rushed around the containers, hurrying to finish with the setup before she'd howl from being there. She could have acknowledged the ratings, but this wasn't any reason to enjoy the visit.

She connected scanner unit to the database, and rushed through it using built-in neurointerface. While leaving Mentari equipment for use of locals, there was no reason to leave information they could misuse. Downloading a copy of data listing, she marked extra lines for deletion - especially the ones concerning genetics of magic gift, leaving only things strictly relevant to the Dockside virus. Same thing she did with synthesis templates and algorithms - leaving only the ones to be seen by locals. A little bit of time she spent checking the router configuration, ensuring the stability of connection between scanner, which included also a workstation with neurointerface, and other units. She also removed physically the null-t connection module, so that no one would have a chance to poke their curious noses into the networks of Four Moons.

A box with several field sample kits, replacement sterile test containers, analytical kits, Vf-meters - it was rather large and heavy. Rhaine made sure it contained no names or stamps or any sign identifying manufacturer. Keith joined her, using null-t beacon to warp. Together they finished installations, connecting energy sources and m-stabilizers to ensure constant m-field density in the room at least.

They left the room only after checking all the manuals, samples, additional datapads, power supplies. "If you wish to do something, make sure no one has to correct your errors," Rhaine grinned, and went to report to Doc. Whatever the current situation with Riverview research was, there was now a line they could see, and find if their own findings had anything in common with it.