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	[@Lord Wraith] [@Bluesky44] - Okay, you two are gearing up and heading out, tell me where you go and what you are checking out from what has been previously provided. If you want to wait and get what you find in the next WN we can do that or you can pm me so you can include it in your next post - whichever works. 
	
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=fff79a]Atticus Pearson[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://im.ziffdavisinternational.com/ign_fr/screenshot/default/giphy_mmuf.gif[/img][hr][b][color=fff79a]Location:[/color][/b]Medical Bay[hr][/center]	

	Atticus turned back to the items and to the body of Brutus quickly as Dorothy instructed him to. The man might have normally spouted off scripture but now was not the time. They both had their jobs to do and their end game was the same; to keep people alive. [color=fff79a]"With Gods speed,"[/color] he said. Okay, so he wasn't entirely dropping the cloth right then but hey, he did wear the collar. 

	Searching through it didn't seem like there was anything in the bags or gear he had brought with him. Then rummaging through the dead man's pocket like a thief in the night he finally pulled out something small. It was unmarked though, for all he knew it was the poison but he would leave that to Dorothy. She had more ideas about this sort of work than he did. [color=fff79a]Here,"[/color] he said rushing back over to Dorothy and holding out the gun with the bullets still remaining in it. He didn't have gloves on and he was not about to be stupid enough to tough them bare handed. In his other hand he held out the vial. 

	[color=fff79a]"This is all I could find,"[/color] he said before looking over at Jackson as he entered. [color=fff79a]"Not yet she ain't. I still gotta save this woman's soul. So she ain't been given any permission to die just yet."[/color]

	Anisa just lay there, rigid and muscles tight as her body tried to shake against the tension that was building up. The anti convulsion medication seemed to be helping some and her back slowly un-arched and rested back against the table. Still she was not moving and her heart rate was still well above where it should have been and her blood pressure was still falling. Her body started to go limp and her head rolled to the side. Her eyes were open but they seemed dead inside, unresponsive to light or movement even as they seemed to look directly towards Lionel. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=gray]Jahosafat Moreau[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://www.hippoquotes.com/img/wild-wild-west-artemus-gordon-quotes/smith.jpg[/img][hr][b][color=gray]Location:[/color][/b] Captain's Office[hr][/center]

	Jahosafat turned and looked at his old friend. He had half expected the question coming from the captain but the man seemed stoic to say the least. Granted he did take note of the look on his face as Camilla was mentioned. It seemed perhaps the captain was not as cold as he had once assessed; this could play in his favor or very against it. Either way, it was an anomaly he made sure to file away in the back of his mind until later. 

	[color=gray]"I do say there is amble reason to have stripped down the ship and it lays with what is within those cases my dear friend,"[/color] he said with a glint to his eye. He knew this was coming but he had hoped to explain things a bit more. Perhaps the best way to explain them was for them to see instead of words. Some people just were better able to hand such when they saw it for their own eyes.

	[color=gray]"If you two gentleman would come with me. I would like to transport said cases from the cargo bay into the lounge and use that as a staging area. It is close enough to medical for me to be able to perform what I must and on a different level than the main quarters to help ensure more safety,"[/color] he added as he gathered up what he had laid out and carefully placed it back in his case. All but one thing, the file on Camilla. It had information on what she had been up to over the last couple of years and some observation images further back. Tapping it a few times he handed it over to Quinn. 

	[color=gray]"Why don't you keep this safe for me Captain, perhaps you can find something I may have missed or at least provide a fresh set of eyes to her file. You I believe know the woman better than I,"[/color] he added, waiting on Quinn to take the filed before picking up his briefcase and hat. Taking his spectacles he placed them back on the bridge of his nose before placing his hat back on his head. 

	[color=gray]"Now come Gentlemen, we have much to observe."[/color] With that he turned and opened the door to the office, waiting on the two men to join him. He kept his lips sealed from that point. Moving quickly and with purpose through the ship and down to the next level and then to the cargo bay. Once there he stepped to the boxes that were brought on the ship for him before looking back at them. [color=gray]"We take 1 for now, the rest will remained untouched. This one first, it is the least... concerning,"[/color] he said patting one. Getting into position he waited for assistance from the other two to move the crate up and into the Lounge.