A citizen lies upon the examination table, restrained. Tech-serfs dote upon cogitator banks, observing data-flows from the sacred medical auspex sending its waves across the citizens body. "Tech-serfs, report findings." A droning voice, electronic in nature comes from a humanoid shape hanging off wires from the tall ceiling of this edifice to machinery, metallic skulls floating with glowing red eyes.
More vox-voices echo as on, Tech-serfs unified in thought, "Parasitic infestation, unknown source, xenological in origin." The Priest above stares down at the subject with glowing red and green eyes. "Xeno-infestation. Tyrannoforming?" It rumbles, examining closely with extending telescopic eyes.
The genetic code of the parasite is broken down by a jabbed needle that shake the paralyzed subject with shocking pain. "Unfamiliar gene-scribing. Not Tyranid in origin. Something new." The Tech-serfs respond in unison, "Something new."
The parasite is drawn out by the needle as mecha-scalpels from a mechadendrite reaches down and cuts it free. "Morphic genes, changing actively." As they observe the parasite evolving to survive the open air, a long, tremendously thin worm with oversized jaws. "What is your origin, xenos."
"It is present throughout the population. The governorate are requesting aid." The Priests eyes shift mechanically over, "Offer false solutions. This infestations progress must be recorded. For the completion of my data-vaults. Prepare a vessel for my eventual orbital observation."
"For the completion of thine data-vaults." The serfs repeat, droning as they do what they were ordered to. The parasite is reinserted into the subject as observation continues, "Show me your secrets, strange creature." The Priest utters, closely observing the abdominal region where it resides.