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[hr][b]Location:[/b] Engine Room[hr][/center]

Dorothy? Why would he need to call Dorothy? And that's when Lionel looked down and noticed the burned pants and presumably charred flesh underneath. He recoiled empathetically. Jímǔ de tián hé là fàguó zhá jī, how did he not see that earlier? The noise of the dying engine must have stopped him from hearing any mentions of that particular injury.

[color=9C6F6F]"Well if the whole thing decides to keel over right here, at least we'll probably die before any pain can set in, and without the Reavers getting to us."[/color] A morbid thought? Yeah, but there wasn't much else he could do right now except help try to keep said explosion from occurring and hoping for the best.