The Beast Within [Dark*Matter D20]

Duante nodded slowly as he took all the information in. "I... see," he said, in a long drawn out way. "And what exactly does registering these guys entail? Do you follow them around on a full moon, or something? Do you warn the local population? 'Hey everyone, you live near werebears, have a nice day.' How exactly does this work?"
 

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"OK, firstly, the PC term is ursine lycanthrope, not wearbear. Sorry to nitpick, but we need to be seen in a good light when we work with these folks. Secondly, this isn't a hunt. We'll be kiting you out so you can defend yourselves, but let's not go in shooting. And yes, there are some unregistered rogues running around the place. For the most part they're just undiscovered, but anyone who actually turns down registration we keep a damn close eye on.

"Registration itself is a pretty simple process. When, or rather if, we find out about a lycanthrope, we offer them registration with the Institute. We help them keep their cover, and in return they check in with us once a month, so we can administer suppressive drugs. If they miss one check in, we go looking for them, and given some of the methods at our disposal, it usually doesn't take too long to track them down. Then, if needs be, we forcefully dope them up every full moon, and no more pets/people disappearing in the neighbourhood.

"Anyway, back to the subject of the job we're sending you on. Just because there are two lycanthropes in the area, doesn't mean one of them did it. In fact, having reviewed their files, I think it's highly unlikely they did." He carefully pulls two folders out of the stack on his desk, and passes them over to you.

"Those are our two. The first is Rachel Silver, a wearbear, and an ex-Institute agent. She got bitten on a job, and retired a few months later. She's been entirely co-operative with the registration program, and hasn't missed a dose of suppressant. The other is Kyle Roberts, lupine lycanthrope, and a much less helpful guy. He's missed suppressant administration before now, and unfortunately one of these was this month. But, he's a wearwolf, and as such would have a real problem in inflicting the wound we've had reported.

"What we want you to do in interview them both, and take blood samples from them. That's pretty routine stuff, but be careful. One of them could be a killer, maybe even without knowing it. Any questions?"
 

"Yeah," Daunte says, eyes scanning quickly through the files to see if anything jumps out at him. "Do we have any way of knowing if the were... if the lycanthropes have infected anyone else? Say we decide these two are in the clear. Could it be possible they passed this thing onto someone else? And how exactly do you track down rogue lycanthropes? You mentioned earlier that the Institute has methods at its disposal?"
 


John will look, slowly and methodically, through the files, paying as much attention to them as he would any other book. He absorbs information like an eager spounge, both from the files and from what the man says.

"What's the deal with Lycanthropy, anyway? You mentioned supressive drugs? What's the scientific knowledge surrounding it?" John, of course, is interested in getting as much theory as possible.
 
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Anna will look through the files when she is handed them. "What I'm worried about is the incubation time for Lycanthropy. Once bitten how long does it take for the change to a were-creature?" God. I can't believe i'm asking this.
 

"Part of the registration also includes an agreement not to pass on lycanthropy. As a result, no biting, and no blood donation. It's easy to prove if someone has been infected by a registered lycanthrope, due to the genetic re-sequencing they undergo. Since we take gene samples as part of registration, it's usually pretty quick to figure out who's responsible. You've got about 48 hours grace with lycanthropy. If you're administered the correct drugs in that time, you're almost certain to be cured. After that, it gets a lot more iffy, and if there's a full moon, there's no cure, only suppression.

"As for tracking down rogues, we've only got hearsay to go by. Our tracking methods are good, but kind of rely on us knowing who we're looking for. As a result, we're quick to check up on any strange animal attacks we hear about. 90% of the time, it nothing, but they're always worth following up on for occasions we track one down. The case we're sending you on is much more likely to be a lycanthrope of course, as there aren't a heck of a lot of bears in Florida.

"With regards to the science, Mr. Parkinson, I'm afraid you're talking to the wrong person. I've got field knowledge, not any lab time clocked. But, if you'd like, I could contact head office and see if they'd send you some information?"
 

"Alright..." Daunte says slowly, a pensive expression on his face. "Do we have a cover for investigating these bear maulings or are we just supposed to improvise? Fake IDs, costumes and the like will go a long way to convincing people to talk with us, after all. I mean it's fraud, but we have discretionary power, right?"
 


"Yeah, we're going to be asking questions about werebears in California. If I didn't know what I know now, I would just back away slowly from anyone who started asking stuff like that." The young law student shrugs. "But we can do this either way. Hey, I'm flexible."
 

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