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[color=pink]"Be careful with that one Ray."[/color]

[color=lightgreen]"I will.  Thanks!"[/color]  

[center][color=lightgreen][h3]Ray, Laboratory Assistant[/h3][/color]
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[Hallway G - Level 32]
Ray had just slipped out of the messhall.  The girl wore a smile on her face, but it was a forced smile.  She was carrying a tray of a bowl of nutrient paste and a mug of scalding hot tea.  Last time, well this morning, she got to the stairwell and fell, putting her uniform in the laundry with the rest of them.  She was technically out of uniform with her blossom pink oversized sweater and felt skirt, but she loved this outfit.  Dr. Osborne printed it special for her birthday, and while it looked like it was made of wool, it was waterproof, along with her socks and shoes.  It made her feel, pretty.

She was lost in thought and almost tripped on essentially nothing, closing her eyes tight she held out her jelly like arms to keep the tray straight.  The bowl of grey green gruel seemed to roll for a bit.  [color=lightgreen]"Don't fall, don't fall..."[/color]  It didn't and she breathed a sigh of relief.  She smiled, constantly looking down at her hands.  She needed to stay cohesive, just like the doctor taught her.

She even ignored the various [color=lightblue]"Hi Ray."  "Morning Ray."[/color]  She would nod and occasionally move her head to pay attention with a big friendly greeting but then she'd feel the tray shift and she'd be right back into it, focusing on the tray like it was an exam question.

Steady, steady.  A half hour later she got to her destination, the lab.

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"Increaze zee nutrient paze py nine bercent und zee grovth hormone py tvo, und decreaze zee zaline eleffen bercent."

The heavy thick accent rung out into the room almost like- well exactly like a speaker system, giving verbal orders through the machine.  Doctor Rei Osborne was in his command console, the brain in his jar surrounded by all these holo monitors that showed the contents of overly large test tubes, each one containing a creature that at first glance would be nightmarish, but on closer inspection was just a baby, a little girl waiting to be born.  Save one, Doctor Osborne has been trying to test the latest recovered gene samples on a male, he showed the hair of a beastman sub species even in his prenatal age, but the Doctor was monitoring his vitals most of all.  Only two percent of the station was fertile males and even then, their DNA was lacking the C, and D, immunities and were carries of two potentially fatal genetic factors.  Doctor Osborne sent a military operation to retrieve this male sample and if this child died than- 

No, too many pilots died for that.  This child must live.

[color=lightgreen]"Doctor.  Lunch!"[/color]  Said Ray cheerily, presenting the outstretched tray.  

"Von minute, von minute."  Said the Doctor, it sounded like he was scolding her, but it was just how harsh his voice was through the speaker box on his apparatus.

Ray was used to it by now and instead set the tray aside and went through the effort of unscrewing the top of the doctors suspension gel tank.  The doctor's 'eating' was more akin to Ray using a spoon to scrap globs of nutrient paste into a dispenser that looked more akin to a gas tank nozzle.  A few moments of detoxification and sterilization, and the goo would disperse into the bio gel that the doctor's brain was currently in.  She did the same with the tea, just pouring it in sips.  "Yeah zat kood. Mmm zauzage proth totay.  Danke zer."

Ray beamed.  [color=lightgreen]"Bitte.  Oh, I think today might be when we receive the new class.  You have to make time for their orientation, medical examinations, and piloting evaluation."[/color] She was so proud of herself, she actually remembered the scheduler from this morning.

"Kids zeze days. Zey zink zey pring in ein pig ropot und can ko running off to zaffe zee vorld. I vonter if zey'll pe chust as ill pehaffed as zee last patch."

Ray tittered.  [color=lightgreen]"They were fun though.  I miss Samantha.  She transferred to Terras Secundus right?"[/color]

Rei considered with some cold empathy.  "Lozing ein leg like zat, brobably pest you don't take mizions for ein vile."

Ray didn't seem discouraged.  [color=lightgreen]"I guess you're right.  She always wanted to be somewhere to raise a kid anyway."[/color]

Their conversations were interrupted when suddenly there was a bing of red as one of the little table graphs on one of the screens went lower.  "Dammit! Roxanne! Zat filder coil is acting up akain! Lock it dovn! Zen, ko vith Ray und make zure zee new class is in Opzerffazion Room Von of Hanger Ein at eleffen hundred scharp!  Dumme Basis fällt auseinander..."  And with that, there was a roil of tentacles that came to life, all of them hitting switches and changing over heavy expesnive looking instruments or hitting dozens of buttons at once.

Ray in the meantime had a little office in the corner, decorated with her little dolls, flower pots, toys, and puppy pictures that say motivational words.  She typed a few words on the computer and looked through the papers, leaving bits of her green wet slime on whatever she touched.  [color=lightgreen]"New class information, where did I leave it?"[/color]