[ Word travels quickly within the Institute, though the signs of trouble have been there from the start. (The spill, the thefts, the missing specimens—) There's basic protocol to follow, security measures implemented to keep staff members safe and accounted for in the event of such a disturbance. Akira's discouraged from leaving his station while the investigations ensue, but he does so anyway, slipping away from the plant nursery as soon as an opportunity presents itself.
...But he has next to no information to work off of, communications scattered and clipped in the chaos. By the time he manages to reach the research wing housing the robotics lab— ]
—Yusuke.
[ Monikers forgotten, he rushes to his side, gut quickly filling with dread. (The stolen nightshade, the report of the contaminant spill nearby, the hostages—) There are too many questions clamoring in his head, and only one he can ask at a time. He keeps rigid check of his emotions, steeling himself and steadying his voice as he's always done for every Palace raid and Mementos dive; he has no other choice. ]
It's Akira. Can you hear me?
[ He seems dazed, and Akira carefully braces a hand against his neck to check the strength of his pulse. (The burns are hard to look at, but he's more concerned about the state of his internals—how much poison had he been exposed to...?) ]
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...But he has next to no information to work off of, communications scattered and clipped in the chaos. By the time he manages to reach the research wing housing the robotics lab— ]
—Yusuke.
[ Monikers forgotten, he rushes to his side, gut quickly filling with dread. (The stolen nightshade, the report of the contaminant spill nearby, the hostages—) There are too many questions clamoring in his head, and only one he can ask at a time. He keeps rigid check of his emotions, steeling himself and steadying his voice as he's always done for every Palace raid and Mementos dive; he has no other choice. ]
It's Akira. Can you hear me?
[ He seems dazed, and Akira carefully braces a hand against his neck to check the strength of his pulse. (The burns are hard to look at, but he's more concerned about the state of his internals—how much poison had he been exposed to...?) ]