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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 2, 2006 9:22:32 GMT -5
"He fled to Warren, sir. I assume that he didn't know that the Empire is currently attacking it. A squadron of our fighters pursued him to Aodh, Warren's moon, and then... we lost track of him. There's a science team there now trying to find out where he went."
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Post by Norris on Jan 3, 2006 12:17:15 GMT -5
"Sergeant, I think that's all I need to know. As far as I'm concerned, I'm only here to investigate the murders, not his desertion." Kalsijj answered, trying to sound polite.
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 3, 2006 17:58:35 GMT -5
"Yessir."
Wartmon's love potion doesn't seem to have done anything, Raille thought with relief. Either Adder didn't administer it correctly, or it just doesn't work.
"I won't inconvenience you further. Should you need me I will be in the laboratories."
He turned and walked away.
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 3, 2006 19:56:09 GMT -5
"Dr. Croaker, get me that probe there," said Wartmon.
Dr. Croaker nodded and retrieved a short metal stick, handing it to Wartmon.
"Thank you," Wartmon said, and began jabbing the stick into the pile of fur on the table, trying to see whether there was any trace of Staan beneath it.
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Post by Norris on Jan 4, 2006 1:08:35 GMT -5
Kalsijj simply nodded as Raille turned away.
Whoever this officer was, he must've been mad if he was going around giving everybody love potions. At least, that was what Kalsijj thought.
Kalsijj waited a moment, and then lightly knocked the door, just to see if Innes was awake.
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 5, 2006 7:01:30 GMT -5
Staan weakly turned his head, causing the shed fur covering it to fall off. Seeing this, Berns said
"Professor, shouldn't we turn off the sedative, since he's turned back?"
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 5, 2006 9:12:43 GMT -5
"Oh, good point, Private!" Wartmon said, slapping himself. "Croaker! Off with the sedative!"
Dr. Croaker nodded and turned a small handle and the flow of the sedative stopped.
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 5, 2006 10:40:21 GMT -5
Berns slung his rifle, moved to the table and brushed away some of the fur. Staan seemed to have regained his normal shape, but was asleep.
"What now Professor?"
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 5, 2006 11:35:49 GMT -5
Wartmon motioned for some attendants in white smocks, who came over. Three of them set about removing all the fur from atop Staan and then disposing of it, while the other four began wheeling the gurney with Staan atop it towards a room off the main lab. Wartmon and Croaker followed, obviously expecting Berns to do the same.
The fact Wartmon talked out loud to Berns as he walked seemed to confirm this. "Well, for now, we're going to put him under observation until he awakens," he said as the attendants wheeled Staan into the room, which was plain white and came complete with a one-way mirror for observation purposes.
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 6, 2006 5:11:08 GMT -5
Berns walked after Wartmon.
"Is he likely to revert in the mean time?"
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 6, 2006 5:47:04 GMT -5
"You're just full of questions, aren't you?" Wartmon said. As soon as the gurney was in place, he, Dr. Croaker and the attendants vacated the room, locking the door behind themselves as soon as Berns was clear as well. "Let's hope not. Because if he does that means cutting the sedative didn't do a frelling thing, and if that happens I'm all out of ideas."
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 6, 2006 18:10:33 GMT -5
"The Kaptain always encouraged... encourages... soldiers under his command to ask questions. A soldier who doesn't ask questions won't know what is going on, or what to do."
He takes a look at the conscripts still in the room with Staan, who are inattentive and slovenly.
"Fingers crossed..."
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Post by Norris on Jan 7, 2006 0:46:27 GMT -5
Gently knocking again, Kalsijj opened the door slightly to see if Innes was awake. He didn't open the door entirely, just enough for him to peep through.
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 7, 2006 1:30:44 GMT -5
Wartmon's smirk widened. "I never said asking questions was a bad thing, did I?" He winked, and with his unnaturally bulging (even for a toad), perpetually-crossed, chameleon-like eyes, such a thing was pretty disconcerting.
At Berns' finger crossing, Wartmon did so as well. After a moment he elbowed Croaker, who wasn't crossing his. Croaker yelped and crossed both fingers, and Wartmon nodded with a smile before turning his attention back to Staan inside the examination room.
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 8, 2006 15:44:36 GMT -5
Head... hurts...
As Staan opened his eyes a slit the light almost blinded him. A moment later he realised that he wasn't wearing anything. What was going on? His mind was a blank. He threw up his hand to block out the light source. An interrogation cell..? He pushed himself up and almost fell on his face. Why was he so weak? There were people -other toads- in the room with him.
"I am Kaptain Staan. What is going on here?"
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