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[color=8882be]Time:[/color] +7 hrs
[color=8882be]Location:[/color] Space, a very far way from Earth

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[I][color=#ad4545]Location:[/color] Water Processing Room
[color=#ad4545]Skill:[/color] N/A
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Tessa and Gordon came up out of the pipe and joined the group on the catwalk. She had given Gordon a bit of a brief of what had been happening in the water processing room. Y92-6 looked upset from the first glance. Tessa had a feeling that Vinnie wasn't being compliant with Y92-6's wishes. She agreed though. Y92-6 was more valuable to them alive where they could answer questions.

"I don't know. They don't tell me their plans. They certainly haven't gone around telling me why they've enslaved a bunch of people into robot bodies." Y92-6 sounded frustrated. Tessa could make a few guesses as to why. Her first guess was that Y92-6 was already a slave and here Vinnie was saying they weren't going to let Y92-6 go. 

"I can't help you. I don't think you understand that. Not I don't want to help you. I'd love to. If I could help you and everyone else imprisoned on this ship I would do anything. But I cannot. Where we stand is one of the few rooms I'm permitted. I've only have minutes more before my absence is noticed and checked. Killing me is the best way to keep it from being noticed. Get out of sight, back to the rooms. Then give it an hour and you can come back and exit out through the main door there." They pointed off behind a tank. "You can't access everything on the ship from there, but you'll be able to get to most places." 

Tessa was about to say something, but Noah pushed off from the railing and hit Y92-6. Tessa reached out on instinct but she was too slow. Both Noah and Y92-6 were tumbling over the railing. It felt like it was in slow motion as her fingers brushed the cloth of Noah's shirt. Part of Tessa hoped that Noah had done it on accident. The other part of her knew he hadn't. Noah had had a strange sadness since his memory had returned. He also had sympathized with Y92-6 more than anyone else. 

Y92-6 didn't fight it, they let themselves tumble over the railing. Neither screamed. They just both fell the hundreds of feet to the hard floor below. Surviving would be unlikely.

[hider]Exactly one character will have a chance to roll to grab Noah OR Y92-6.[/hider] 



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Sparky, having left the Galley, was followed by no one. For her sake that was probably a good thing. She missed the man with the knife slitting the throat of the robot. A fight was breaking out. Some of the noises could be heard through the echoing hallway that connected the three areas of the ship. Considering that it might not be a good idea for her to go back. At least not until things calmed down. However, the noise might cover up the sound of someone particularly strong trying to kick the grate in.