[center][h3]Teg (Cora)[/h3][/center]
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[quote=Kai’mos]"By the way, how is our mechanic -Mister Staudinger- faring? Based on what little info I’ve collected, I assume the blast came from the engine room, so I should check up on him presently. One could never imagine what toxic fumes might be circulating after a shockwave such as that."[/quote]

"Well, if you're not going to bleed out, then let's go!" Teg interjected impatiently as soon as Kai had finished chattering over the comms. "We have to see an angry engineer about an exploding space ship. Socket promised I could take a look and I'm not sure how long he'll wait before he makes a mess!"

Full of cheer, too much cheer, an alarming amount of cheer that was probably dangerous, Teg could not help but be swept away by her emotions. 

In a flury of sudden motion, she grabbed hold of Kai's hands and pulled him closer. Guiding Kai's right hand to her back, Teg placed her left hand on his shoulder as she clasped his left hand tightly in her right. Humming loudly she danced towards the corridor, practically forcing the Itho into an impromptu waltz consisting of several elaborate twirls. She had no idea if Kai could dance, if Ithos danced, or even if they could dance. She didn't care. She was positively giddy with excitement. She was hopped up the adrenaline of almost dying, yet again. It was going to be another great day on the job she thought with a low laugh.

Releasing the Kai in a fluid motion, she curtsied and flashed her best smile. "I'm hoping it was something cool, something new. Maybe the Verrens have developed another proprietary plastic explosive? I'm tired of all this amateur stuff. I need something new and shiny, something that will go [b]boom[/b] in all the right ways. Something that will reduce a space station to rubble with barely a trace amount!"

"We'll save your herbs for another time," Teg added wistfully as she marched out of the medical room, indicating with a wave of her hand that Ithlo should follow her. The freshly stacked cabinet of herbs called out to her and reminded her of all the previous times that she had convinced the Ithlo to part with his wares. Recreational use of controlled substances made the more boring aspects of space travel so much more palatable.