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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Blackrat" data-source="post: 4945025" data-attributes="member: 27761">In a minute Cnosos has a crude wig that covers his ears, a bluish tint painted to his skin and a vocoder attached to his throat, converting his voice to a more smooth sound that you have observed most Syrran to have. It is a good disquise. The wig isn't as good as Gaetanna would have hoped, but it's easier than trying to create pointy ears for the baldie. All in all, Gaetanna can be proud of her handiwork.The two officers are regaining conciousness and the Captain impatiently hurries Solly. "A physical shock helped me. Give them a slap too."In the mean time Pierce waits at the corridor, inspecting the inert turret on the ceiling when suddenly he hears a shout in a language he doesn't understand. Turning to the direction he notices himself staring down a barrel again, this time that of a pistol of somekind, or two to be precise. And holding those pistols are two syrran men, standing some 20 feet away from him. They start shouting something at Pierce again...</blockquote>