<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">While Alex and Yuna were having their first meeting, Alena was walking down the halls to get down to the basement. The orderlies and nurses nodded to her, some giving her special little smiles. She enjoyed those secretive smiles that said they wanted her in their beds. It was always an interesting feeling to hold such responses and power over people. It was intoxicating all on its own. She couldn't help but smile. As she turned down the hallway that led to the basement. The alarms starting going off and she saw the orderlies carrying an injured man down the hall. Fucking idiots. She paused in her trip downstairs by looking down the hall. Patient number six and eleven were both in the hall. Number six aka Piper Jergens was pinned down the floor, meaning Danni was out to play and was being sedated as she watched. Aishling Macabre - patient number eleven- was leaning back against the door and holding her throat and chest. She was having a panic attack and the stupid orderly was yelling at her. She was going to need to be sedated at this rate if she started screaming. She was very close to doing so, especially with the man in her face. With an aggravated sigh, she called down the hall, not exactly raising her voice but her voice did carry. And it was powerful.<br/><br/>"Calm down patient eleven and get the situation under goddamn control. Are we clear?" She didn't wait for a response as the alarms kept going off and she saw Alex out of the corner of her eye. He was with patient number number twelve aka Yuna Aikawa. With the blood that was on the floor, there was going to be a huge issue. Goddamnit, their staff was fucking useless! But none of her aggravation showed on her face as she gave Alex a look meant to grab his attention before slipping down the stairwell. They needed more orderlies and nurses in that hallway and she needed to check the supplies. Swiftly moving down the stairs, she heard the security guards start talking all at once. She entered the glass enclosed office style room and saw the stream of monitors designed for the west acute ward where they were in. She sighed as she grabbed the shoulder of the nearest guard and spoke softly.<br/><br/>"Send up five nurses and two more orderlies. Get that blood cleaned up now. No excuses." A swift, "yes ma'am" hit her ears and she smiled before she checked the other monitors to see if there were any other problems that needed to be dealt with. So far, it was just those two. She asked to see a replay of the feedback and watched the scene play out. Aishling Macabre had acted out of character. Studying the feed, she watched the change slide over the girl and how even her tone of voice had deepened and changed. It was sensual and alluring and cold. It made Alena's skin tingle. There was someone else in that girl's body just dying to be set free. It did say in her file she was borderline, but this seemed more advanced than they thought. It was a very brief take over- maybe two minutes, but it was enough to put Aishling's body into serious shock. Fuck. Rubbing between her eyes, she decided that Alex could handle this problem for the moment. She needed to get those supplies in order. Exiting the room, she grabbed the log pad and opened up several cabinets and started cataloging what they had, didn't have, and would need. This whole day was already a fucking mess.</span>