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"FACILITY 6 CELLS: ALPHA, BETA, GAMMA, DELTA, EPSILON, ZETA. ALL CONTAINED."
"FACILITY 7: KETER, WAW, OMEGA. OMEGA BREACHED, WAW CONTAINTED, KETER ???."
Any other function of this panel is too corrupted for you to make use of. At least you know to avoid Floor/Facility 5. You whistle over Clover and Casey while you exit the armory to check up your other allies.
Clover hobbles down the hallway with the help of Casey. You can briefly glimpse the thick layer of gauze on his chest underneath his poncho. Weird, should've been blocked by the Sunstone. Guess it doesn't work if you actively throw yourself into eating an attack for someone?
"Hey. Sorry for being a jackass with that stunt. Wanted to be cool, ya know, for the ladies and uh...to prove that guy wrong, yeah?" Clover nervously chuckles when he spots you. "Casey couldn't take that hit. I knew it. Had to do something."
Casey huffs but doesn't bother commenting on what he said.
"...You matter too." That's all you say before you leave the two to have fun with the magical girl. Time to see how your other four allies are doing. Hm. Seems like the ETF must've left in the chaos since you don't seen him anywhere. Oh well.
Kiara, Wendy, and Naomi are all standing around a fourth figure. They're trying their best to patch up the figure with bits of fragment from the various corpses scattered around the floor and from Quentin's old husk. They notice you approaching and decide to drop the bit, letting you see the new shell Quentin has acquired.
It's not pretty. Not at all. Ignoring the damage you already did to it, you notice massive openings all across his body that were quickly stitched together from what you can only presume is them removing all of the killswitches. The left side of the spook's skull and his neck are wrapped up in makeshift bandaging from pieces of random cloth. A really shitty stitch job to the ETF uniform the spook was wearing was made try hiding away the face his lungs and ribs are exposed.
Another makeshift bandage is wrapped around his knee and his mangled hands. There's no easy way to say it, this thing blatantly should not be moving like it is. Yet it waves at you.
"HEyY. Sorry if it's not TOO convincing." Quentin rubs at the torn throat of his shell. "We did a number TO IT. HAD TO REMOVE a LOT of plastic junk in it." Huh. His voice sounds more natural. Maybe it's due to the freshness of the shell? "How do I look, though?"
[SYNCHRONIZED MINDSETS] "Like dogshit, Quentin. Like dogshit." You and Wendy mutter at the same time. She holds her hand out and you quickly toss her a ICY BLOOD VIAL. She quickly moves to apply it to Quentin's new shell.
>-1 ICY BLOOD VIAL! Quentin's shell will take way longer to decay!
"Fair." Quentin's one visible eye is already starting to gloss over but right as the vial is injected into him, it clears up a bit. "FEELS GOOD. THANK you." You take a moment to scan over how well the shell is boosting his stats...
