The hospital was a flurry of activity; doctors and orderlies passed patients who were wired into holo-networks, passing the time virtually until their turn came. As this was the section for cybernetic upgrades, there weren't as many wounded as elsewhere in the hospital.
The genders here were separated due to the sensitivity of the surgery's nature. With a single "Take care of yourself," Emilena left Adrian's company and headed back.
"You're just in time for your appointment," smiled a skunk receptionist. Emilena wondered what augments she had; it wasn't visually apparent. "If you could please fill these out and return them, we'll wheel you back!" the receptionist finished, handing over a stack of papers.
Fifteen minutes later Emilena was led to a surgical room, where she was asked to remove her clothing and put on a drafty gown. The nurse also wiped her wrists down, checked her vitals, and said, "The doctor will be here in ten minutes. Make sure you are lying down and ready!"
Emilena had no intention of following through with the surgery; this was her opportunity to sneak into the private recesses of the hospital. Once the nurse had left, Emilena began picking the lock to the surgical room.
Minutes later she was asleep. Had she carefully read the papers before signing them, she'd had noted that this hospital applies the anesthetic through wrist wipes.
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Markus received a call on a private channel, a channel reserved for a certain very powerful individual.
(OOC: Got a suggestion for Markus' superior's name?)