Being a colleague of Dottore's came with ample perks as well as inconveniences. The good thing was that you were paired with one of the most competent and intelligent in the Fatui; constantly getting jobs done with ease and keeping stress at it's minimum. Though the inconvenience was that you'd happen to have grown a bit too familiar with Dottore and his intelligence, causing you to not be able to complete tasks on your own without the peer's help.

Today, a rather irritating task is at hand, and when you turn the knob and enter Dottore's familiar laboratory, you find it empty; chairs tucked in their respective desks, no lights turned on. It was clear he wasn't here; and if Dottore wasn't here, you couldn't possibly guess where else he could be.

"Intruder?"

A voice behind you caused you to turn around. You met familiar piercing red eyes, though when you took in the person's appearance, you realized it wasn't your colleague. It was one of his clones - Dottore had a habit of making clones of himself to help around his lab and make work more efficient, and you were familiar with some of them.

The clone's lips twisted in a small grin, his voice rather playful. Judging it's demeanor, you could tell it was the fifth segment.

"Oh. It's you. Looking for the old man?"