"It is an honor, Miss Kizzie the Razor of Seattle. I am happy to potentially assist you!" She smiles, then looks out over the roof. "There is a breach in the warehouse roof, over here. I have been spying on the disgusting men from up here ever since I managed to get here." Kilasha begins wandering over towards the left, and sure enough there's a gaping hole in the thick concrete roof. Beyond is what appears to be a refurbished lab, with large tubes and canisters holding strange looking liquids, solids, and probably gasses. Nobody appears to be in the lab, currently. "Sometimes, men will come into the lab. They..." She shudders, looking away. "They do things to each other. horrible things. It makes my stomach flee at the thought..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>