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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 19, 2006 6:33:42 GMT -5
"I see."
Staan began walking around the room, making sure that his body ws obeying him.
"Strangly, I don't seem to be hungry. But would you mind sending someone to get me one of my own uniforms? This one doesn't quite fit."
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Post by Norris on Jan 19, 2006 12:11:18 GMT -5
Kalsijj watched Staans' movements, and cautiously stepped forward, just behind Croaker so he was partly watching Staan.
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 19, 2006 13:19:33 GMT -5
"Probably because your metabolism is all out of whack," Wartmon said. "Either that, or it's because you ate quite a bit of the good Dr. Frankenstoat." He shrugged, then nodded. "You two," he said to a pair of Stormtoads, "go and get some of the Kaptain's clothes. He's chafing and the owner of the uniform he's currently wearing is blushing like a schoolgirl. Move!"
The Stormtoads saluted and hurried from the lab, rushing past Kalsijj and Dr. Croaker. Croaker frowned when Kalsijj did not respond to him, and tapped him on the shoulder trying to get his attention. "Ahem!" he said, clearing his throat.
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Post by Norris on Jan 20, 2006 0:57:36 GMT -5
"Oh, Doctor!" Kalsijj answered. "I'm not stopping, but the first results of our forensic analyses have just come through."
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 20, 2006 8:58:53 GMT -5
"Oh? Do tell," said Croaker eagerly.
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Post by Norris on Jan 20, 2006 10:01:57 GMT -5
"From what we can gather," Kalsijj began. "The cause of death wasn't atmospheric decompression. We've conducted the tests over and over but the results show as negative. Qwainn is searching for the possible cause now."
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 20, 2006 10:37:31 GMT -5
"Of course it's not atmospheric decompression," Croaker said, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his lab coat. "Otherwise, we'd all have exploded. You needed the Imperial Forensics Team to tell you that?"
"Croaker, stop being so haughty," said Prof. Wartmon after excusing himself from the viewing window and walking over to Kalsijj. "You'll have to excuse Dr. Croaker," he said. "He shares my sentiments that the Toxus I Research Laboratory is the final word in bio-sciences, and he isn't very diplomatic about bragging."
He grabbed Croaker and gave him a noogie, then let him go, leaving the shorter toad scientist to stumble off dizzily. "Now then, what can I do for you, my good sir? If you've come to check on Kaptain Staan, he's doing well for the time being."
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Post by Norris on Jan 21, 2006 1:53:55 GMT -5
"And I take it that the Kaptain is the Toad behind that screen?" Kalsijj asked, a little worried about what response he'd get.
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 22, 2006 18:18:15 GMT -5
"Why, yes he is," Wartmon replied, as the two Stormtoads he'd sent to get Staan's uniform returned with the clothing in question.
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 23, 2006 4:33:14 GMT -5
Staan took the uniform.
"Thank you."
He removed his borrowed clothing and put on his own uniform. No sidearm, he noticed.
"Professor, what has happened since I've been out of action?"
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 23, 2006 4:36:43 GMT -5
"Quite a lot, beyond the death of Frankenstoat," the scientist replied. "Most of which I've only learned secondhand so I'm unaware of the details. Brigadier Chesters is dead... not to mention the entirity of the senior support staff. Apparently, they all somehow exploded up in the control room and the Imperial Forensics Team has been called in to try and get to the bottom of things."
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Jan 23, 2006 5:02:24 GMT -5
"Brigadier Chesters..? Exploded?"
Staan had been feeling a bit better, but now the cotton wool of incomprehension was returning. First things first.
"So who is actually running the base now?"
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Post by Norris on Jan 23, 2006 9:57:58 GMT -5
"At the moment, sir, Lieutenant Innes," interrupted Kalsijj. "Forgive me, Kaptain. I am Commander Kalsijj, and I am one of the two officers sent to investigate the Brigadiers' death."
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Post by Kooshmeister on Jan 23, 2006 13:06:52 GMT -5
"Technically, I already run half of this base, but high command is all about military toads having the final sayso. Any leads thus far?" asked Wartmon curiously, although with a slight hint of sarcasm due to his dislike of the Imperial Forensics Team, while the Stormtoad whose uniform Staan had borrowed was getting dressed nearby and Dr. Croaker stood beside the Professor. "Chesters was really starting to become the one C.O. I actually liked."
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Post by Norris on Jan 24, 2006 12:35:03 GMT -5
"At the moment, Professor, it's a baffling case. With all the other forms of death that could be linked to such damage ruled out, we've no idea what happened,"
Kalsijj paused for a moment. "The only thing we have to go on are traces of negative energy that we found on all of the corpses. Qwainn is testing them now."
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