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[hr][b]Location:[/b] Med Bay[hr][/center]
[color=9C6F6F]"When you've got a drunk hangover is when you finally reckon that you're 在一个十英尺深的坑的底部与一个五英尺高的梯子."[/color] Lionel stepped forward and grabbed Gideon to support his walking. He wasn't about to let the crew's only engineer accidentally ruin himself. The doctor was offering support, but in situations like these, you had to be more forceful, else shit just wasn't going to end up getting done. But from the looks of things, she wouldn't be able to help much of anyone with the state her office was in.

[color=9C6F6F]"Is there anything in here you absolutely require right now? Because if you don't need anything here, all we'll end up getting done is putting ourselves in a prim and proper place for the Alliance goons outside to come 扩大黑洞."[/color] The med bay was such an enclosed space that if the Alliance did end up getting in there, the only place to retreat would be back in the Engine Room, which carried all sorts of problems just existing at the moment. Of course close quarters is where he worked best, but he also had to worry about the might-as-well-be-dead weight that was Gideon. Today managed to find more and more way to cóng xiāngyān hé zhōng xīchū xiāngcháng.