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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shadowdancer" data-source="post: 2048951" data-attributes="member: 515">Chapter XXVII Date: 174-993Location: Aboard the Bray Keaven Vasilii takes the long-range radio with him and runs down to port engineering. He grabs the cube and Kevon’s squawk suppressor, puts them in the smuggling hold in that section, and buttons up the fuel processor compartment. As he works, he has a concerned but focused look on his face. Also as he works, he starts talking to Martha. “Those cubes! Did it ever strike you as kind of odd that with all that high tech gear and highly-skilled personnel the Marquis had at Alief, they never found the smoking gun, the off-world source of the virus?” "Nope, but we do know it was shipped in inside large multi-ton containers and mixed into the soda pop at that one factory,” Martha replies. “Don’t you remember? Must have been a semi-regular supply line. The Imp Navy-boys were looking into the cargo manifests last time I heard.” “How much you wanna bet we were carrying it in the starboard smuggling hold all along? Because right now, I’ll wager you a million credits on the idea.” Martha rolls her eyes. “Vasilii, we’re in the middle of an emergency! Can’t this wait?!?! Get your proof first, before you start freaking out.” Vasilii doesn’t seem to hear her. He just continues talking, as if he’s in his own little pocket universe. “I’ll grant you, it’s circumstantial. And it’s not that I really think I’m right about this. But those cubes are starting to fit the circumstances to the letter, and I can’t take the chance that I am right, and do nothing.” Martha glances over at the feverish Vasilii. Thumbing a comm button, she opens a private channel to the doc. “Hey, Doc, Vasilii has a theory, and you might need to take a moment to talk it over with him. He seems -- in need of something to calm him down.” -----Saro listens to Martha’s description of Vasilii and shakes his head wearily. “I swear that man would drive me to drink -- if I didn’t drink already, that is. When this ordeal is over I am going to tie him down and make him recuperate if I have to keep him sedated.” -----Once he finishes loading the cube, Vasilii says, “Martha, depressurize that processor compartment, and don’t open it for love or money. And pray that I’m wrong.”He stops to wipe off his brow, then says, “You keep working to save those passengers, I’ll deal with this. Somehow.” He turns and is gone out the iris leading into the main cargo bay. He heads to Aidan’s stateroom to search it. -----“By Saint Elvis' blue suede shoes, that man is losing it. I sure hope the Doc can take care of things before he does something stupid and hurts us all.”Martha then returns to her work, conversing with Doc as needed, being a little clearer that Vasilii is in dire need of medication.</blockquote>

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