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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shadowdancer" data-source="post: 1348143" data-attributes="member: 515">While waiting to hand Martha the next tool she requests, Ian clamps his boots to the outside of the turret and quickly scans the AHV medical report on his data pad. " ‘Very curious’ my arse," he says after reading the report. "I think someone should just sneak into old Georgie-boys land and raid a hospital. The whole country couldn't be immune unless they had a vaccine and even if they finished vaccinating everyone months ago they’d still have to keep some around for babies, travelers, farmers from the wilderness, etc. Anybody want to volunteer for a little sightseeing trip? Martha, you'd look great in maternity wear!" "Hmm," he thinks. "It might require a bit of preparation but it's probably feasible. I wonder what we can find out about George's place. Maybe I'll give Sergeant Merriweather a buzz on my next break and trawl for info." As an ex-intelligence officer in the Marines, Ian’s had experience setting up raids of this sort. Martha glares at him through the visor of her vacc suit. "Hey, Mac, I don’t know what you’re doing, but you’re either gonna help me with this or you can take your knitting inside where you’ll be more comfortable and I can get some work done." Martha’s voice crackles over the comm link. "Right now, someone else is messing with MY engines, because I’m stuck out here on weapon duty. Now, let’s get this crap done, so I can go fix whatever it is they’ve broken. And what’s the idea of letting your attention drift like that out here," she gestures to the vastness of space, with Alief filling a quarter of the sky above them. "You crazy or something?" "Sorry guys," Ian says sheepishly. "Yes, I am crazy. Torque wrench with 16mm socket? Coming right up." Martha turns her attention back to work, making a mental note to discuss the matter with the Captain, AFTER she checks out her engines to make sure that her fellow crewmembers didn’t mess up the delicate engines she’d been coddling for months now. Swann adjusts the angle of the laser’s barrel and smiles inside his vacc suit. "You tell him, Martha," he thinks to himself. "That crazy Ian wouldn’t have survived one term as a Belter. You lose your concentration like that in the Belts, you don’t come back. At least not alive. His idea about a sneak and peek inside King George's Land has merit, though." Ian hands over the requested torque wrench and then returns to his musings. "Ah hell," he remembers. "Merriweather was on the Hadrian’s Wall. But, the Wall of Stone sticks in my craw for some reason. Was it Guitierrez? No, he was with the 2333rd Expeditionary Unit on the Quisieras. Which unit is on the Wall of Stone? 4434th Line Regiment, 2nd Battalion, I think. Oh yeah! Corporal. . . no, I guess it's now 2nd Leftenant Flanagan was going to the 4434th. I wonder if he's on the Wall? I'll have to check after I get a break. At this rate, it won’t be until after the inspection. I wonder how he’s. . ." Martha repeats, for a second time, "IAN! 15mm tensioner! Get your mind back on the job!" and briefly considers throwing the torque wrench at him before remembering that she really likes that wrench.</blockquote>

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