Down the hall, Dr. Ignatius walked slowly through the shadows with his hands behind his back, surveying the darkness-shrouded halls of his Asylum. Everyone in the Asylum knew of Ignatius, but he rarely graced a group of disorderly patients with his presence. Most of his time was spent in more private sessions with a single patient; however, the black-out had altered his routine. After the meeting with Dr. Blake, he had gone to find out what was delaying Custodio from restoring the primary power feed to the building. On his way down, he had been distracted from that task when he heard the call for an orderly from a distance and decided to investigate it himself.<br/><br/>Walking to the edge of the room, Ignatius stopped and simply stood there, a silent and imposing figure. He watched as his underling Smith, the 'orderly', moved to flank Anne. If she did indeed choose to give in to her violent tendencies, the orderly was in a good position to attempt to neutralize her. Ignatius chuckled at that for a moment..."attempt to" was the key part of that thought. With Anne's background and skill, there was no guarantee that even a hulking brute like Smith could counteract her so easily.