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[hr][b]Location:[/b] Med Bay[hr][/center]

[color=9C6F6F]"Well ain't that a capital prospect that we're about to endeavor upon. Come on, sweetheart we're burning daylight. You stay awake too, kid."[/color] Lionel shook Gideon a bit before he carry-walked the engineer out of the Med Bay. Make sure he didn't get too complacent and start nodding off in his drunken stupor.

The Alliance crew he walked out to see sure did not match what he had expected to find: two men in dress he expected for high-class parties among the social elite on the Rim, a woman dressed to kill (in the literal sense of the words) and somebody actually wearing the uniform of an Alliance Officer with eyes that burned like Mercury. He was presumably the Captain of the ship just over yonder with its guns pointed at the Vengeance and engines roaring. And on this side of the field was Atticus with a look of shock and horror on his face, and Captain Crowe holding a pistol right up to Camilla's guts, presumably using her as a bargaining token. Peachy keen.

[color=9C6F6F]"Pardon my intrusion, but this lovely doctor and I have an injured man,"[/color] Lionel shook Gideon both to indicate who he was talking about and to keep him in-check,[color=9C6F6F] "in dire need of a right 'n' proper medical facility. This ain't the time to be askin' such a question, but we'd really appreciate it if'n you would be kind enough to lend use of your ship's Med Bay for this just and cocksuckin' noble purpose."[/color]