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Jan. 24th, 2013 09:09 pmThe main lab was supposed to be empty and dark at this hour of night. For security purposes, it was supposed to have been locked and shut down. Caesar was supposed to be in bed, and asleep.
He rubbed his face with both hands, then hunched over the desk again, squinting in the dim light. Numbers on the printout below him didn't change, not even after re-reading them for the fifteenth time: Rex's nanites weren't doing what they were supposed to.
Oh, technically they were. His brother's vitals were stable, and the bleeding had stopped. As far as anyone could tell the kid wasn't in any pain, though it was hard to be sure when he couldn't keep lucidity for more than a minute at a time. The problem was in the inconsistencies: his brother hadn't been hurt on his head, so why was he unconscious so much? Why were his blood results coming out like this? Why had both electric and magical vital sign monitors started shorting out without warning? Why, why, why...
He rubbed his face with both hands, then hunched over the desk again, squinting in the dim light. Numbers on the printout below him didn't change, not even after re-reading them for the fifteenth time: Rex's nanites weren't doing what they were supposed to.
Oh, technically they were. His brother's vitals were stable, and the bleeding had stopped. As far as anyone could tell the kid wasn't in any pain, though it was hard to be sure when he couldn't keep lucidity for more than a minute at a time. The problem was in the inconsistencies: his brother hadn't been hurt on his head, so why was he unconscious so much? Why were his blood results coming out like this? Why had both electric and magical vital sign monitors started shorting out without warning? Why, why, why...
