[center][h1][color=00aeef]Ren[/color][/h1][/center]
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[center]Where are my guns?[/center]
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[color=7ea7d8]"Yep, courtesy of a spider jump-starting the backup bioreactor. Next time we have a power surge and I go offline, do me a favor and throw a chicken leg down the bioreactor chute or something, alright? It's a miracle half the ship didn't shut down with me,"[/color] Rento said. She stepped into the medical bay and gave the place a quick look-over, to discover the 'poor' status of some of the crew members. They were pretty much totally gone, but still breathing. Comas, perhaps. The Doctor, complete with an utterly bizarre sense of fashion, seemed to be straight out of a comic book. He was apparently slightly preoccupied, though.

[color=7ea7d8]"So, Cap'n, I've got a few questions since I was down for a while. What's the status of the ship, and is another mission coming up?"[/color]

She patiently awaited his answer, unconsciously shifting her weight from foot to foot. Despite being an obvious android, she seemed to have almost purely human mannerisms.

[color=7ea7d8]"...Two more things. First-off, what's with these guys?,"[/color] she asked, waving a hand towards the med bay's patients. [color=7ea7d8]"And... May I rearm myself? I'm assuming my gear is stashed in the armory. Hope nobody messed up any of my equipment - some of that stuff's almost as old as I am and I'd rather not see antiques in poor shape."[/color]

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