Your Resident Learning Program

"The Bureau told me to bring you this specimen." WA02 motions to the zombie strapped down to the hand truck. "I have been told to inform you that we have a variety of other specimens to test with, if this one perishes or if nothing occurs."

“Merveilleux!” French came out subconsciously. As she spoke she got a prodding tool out and began pressing at the zombies limbs as it bites aimlessly.

“Thank you, WA02. I appreciate this being brought to me.” This time she looked at it. “This will surely progress the research on the code.”

"I have been mostly tasked to assist The Bureau by giving busy work to the lower ranked workers." Its face plates shift under faux fur.

Certainly an eventful day Elena recalled. Surprisingly it didn’t reach the Bureau. She assumed it already knew and didn’t deem the incident important but wow. Shows what happens when there’s a lot of free time.

“Nobody got damaged. That’s what counts.” A response to herself as she put the chamber on a table near the hand truck. “My work has been well. An impromptu surgery was performed and now I am finally accomplishing something to research.”

It nods its head at her words, "Yes, it was a bit of a hassle. I have taken precaution to make sure nothing like that occurs again."

It turns its focus on the specimen. "I am here to assist you for the time being, so yes." It nods again, pushing the hand truck to Elena's desired location.

From personal experience Elena has spent a lot of free time with those workers. They are a lot more casual than her promoted coworkers. Perhaps it’s wrong but she hasn’t found people in the higher ranks that aren’t so… robotic. Ironically. Being surrounded by human scientists for quite some time made certain behaviors here odd.

She will eventually figure out how to fit in.

While WA02 took the planned-host, Elena took the chamber and wheeled behind a small table. Once in the room she carefully shut the door.

“I would stand back. The code is rather unpredictable so I hear. Can’t say I have seen it infect technical systems but Resident Maximus was more than enough.” Elena spoke as she carefully removed the jar from its chamber, sitting it down a moment.

It's ears flicked, the soft hum of mechanical parts entering the air as parts shift around. A click of parts settling into place.

<Activating Learning Protocol. Recording...>

Turning on her heels Elena went to inspect the zombie closer. It still bit uselessly at the air, groaning as it did so, but it wouldn’t matter. There were no human entities here.

Elena’s back covered whatever she was doing to the host. Likely she was preparing a spot for the parasite to easily access the hosts full potential.

“Resident Maximus is the only case we have seen, but I would like to continue studying this ‘code’ if the Bureau allows. Including going onto the island if it shows up again to investigate the attack location.” Elena reached for a scalpel and continued on her business. “Though, I’m unsure of my permission on that. Technically I am only a hybrid genetics scientist, not a field researcher. I think we are all curious about this discovery, perhaps I will be granted permission.”

"I am willing to ask the Bureau for permission, as I do have authorization over such tasks." WA02 offers, its featureless face somehow following Elena's movements. Its voice tinges with vagued curiosity muffled by professionalism.

Now Elena put gloves over her paws. Not that the procedure was necessary here, but she’s not taking chances, and with a pair of tweezers carefully took the parasite and released it onto the host. Before moving on she made sure it made its way into the flesh.

“I wonder if that means it has an objective or not? Hm. I don’t think we have ever gotten to an attack in time to see what would happen if a worker were to get in its path.” Elena moved the workspace around one again and continued to poke at the flesh. She wanted to make a small window to see if its made a way in.

"Workers are under strict orders to warp back to HQ if danger is spotted if they cannot handle it. The codes do not seem to be Federation leaning." It says, it feels a twinge of irritation at the thought of one of the workers being endangered for research but the feeling dies before it was completely registered.

There was something odd about WA02 that Elena noticed. She couldn’t quite place it. Normally to her it seemed more expressive. Here it was a lot more.. how would she describe it.. helpful. Not that it wasn’t appreciated or much of a new change but the quickness to help or answer questions.

To be fair she might just be looking too far into things, she thinks, and begins to wheel the table out. It’s not like she knows any of these workers well enough to make such judgements. Keeping her sensors open may not be a bad idea though…

“A few days. Maybe less. I would like to escort him home personally but I don’t believe that’s in my power.” This time Elena left a detail out. The fact is she wanted to give Maximus a more direct way to contact her versus the Bureau if future issues arose. That way the Bureau wasn’t left with dealing with potential scheduling, Elena could handle it herself.

"I will suggest it to the Bureau but I doubt much will come from it."

“Don’t trouble yourself with that,” Elena begins putting the various tools away, “I have a note in my office. I was going to run through and see what medication we have available for the residents myself.”

Wasn’t a lie either. The Federation is perfect, they never have an oversight, but she wanted to see the inventory available. Especially since Resident Maximus’ surgery internally dubbed herself as the official island doctor. It wouldn’t hurt to be prepared for any issues with other residents.

“After this apart from monitoring the parasite it will simply be business as usual for me. Sorting documents, documenting the hybrids and their conditions.. the usual.”

WA02 nods its head in acknowledgement and understanding. "Very well." It says robotically.

While the help was appreciated she couldn’t shake off the idea that something was wrong with WA02. Asking didn’t seem like an option because WA02 behaved like this was normal. Every time she looked at the bot she swears something is different.

Posing as normal Elena began to write somethings down. Hopefully it looked like she was writing down information about the implanting of the parasite, but really she was writing down the differences she saw.

“That will be all for now.” Elena paused.