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Livingstone, being otherwise engaged with his Astartes visitor, had given instruction that dear Dr. Lazarus Germael should undergo a thorough medical examination of each potential newcomer to the [i]Pride[/i]; to this end he had pulld many threads, and calld in a number of favours, in order that a specific room aboard the station - known only as 'Room 85' - should be kept free for the duration of his stay and, though the Praetorian owners of the station would like it not, to be made into a pop-up medical centre. It would be much less than Lazarus was used to, of that Edmund had had no doubt, but would suffice to clear any of his 'picked crew' of mutations and so forth - there were also a couple he knew that wold infuriate the man, which was all part of the fun.

So it was that messengers were sent to seek out those personally selected by their overlord, Gustave Boucher, Isaiah Hussian and Monty all swiftly approached during their allotted mealtime and given hand-held instructions to report to Room 85. For others it was a little harder, Roald Cliffbloom especially (being a Ratling) took an entire two platoons of Armsmen to locate in a seedier section of the Bakka station and possibly didn't even remember 'volunteering' for assignment to a Rogue Trader.

A message was sent for Hesiod in binary, though whether their newest member of the Mechanicus would respond or not was unknown, those Martians being somewhat temperamental and not all there Livingstone had found. Then again it mattered little, the Traders last Martian had imploded while handling a rather nasty looking Necron artefact and this 'Hesiod' was needed whatever way you looked at it.

Lastly was Alma Fang, who was asked very politely and without coercion as befitted her station, to treat her more roughly would likely be a mistake that even Edmund Livingstone would regret.