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Things seem to be going as well as can be expected at this point. Gideon is trying to repair the small shuttle on Whitefall before Patience runs out of patience. The boy remains locked in room 9, beginning to doze in and out after trying to find a way to unlock the door but failing. Over on Retribution the odd doctor is finding himself stuck in the bathroom marked "out of order" but no matter of banging or yelling can be heard on the other side of the door. (Sigil will be posting the results of the mans predicament in his next post.) The sparse npc crew of Retribution is making their way in turns to the medical bay as they are called on by Jahosafat to have their blood drawn.
Anisa & Camilla
Location: Room 1 (Anisa's Bunk)
Anisa ran her fingers over the box as she waited for Jackson and Camilla to return, wondering what was inside and at the same time not wanting to know. So much time had passed but not near enough. So much pain had been caused for so many because of that battle and she was starting to understand that the pain was not just one sided anymore. It was not something she wanted to admit but many in the Alliance had been just following orders, convinced that they were doing the right thing. So many had lost so much, poor Jackson being one of them. Sighing she pushed her hair out of her face and glanced up as Camilla came down the ladder followed by Jackson.
"You wanted to see me Captain?" Camilla said as she stepped over to Anisa. The Captain simply nodding and gesturing over towards the box that had been retrieved from the mine. Camilla froze as she saw it, seeing the numbers on it and her lips parting somewhat in the process as she stood there.
"I take it you know this box," Anisa stated rather frankly as she scooted off the edge of her seat as Jackson came over. Camilla nodded as she finally blinked and stepped closer to it. "Can you open it?"
Camilla didn't say anything as she picked it up, running her fingers over it as she stood there. Hearing the Captain clear her throat she just nodded slowly as she placed it back down on the desk. Taking a shaky breath, her hands trembling as she placed her thumb against the reader. The mechanism lit up, a green light running from the tip of her thumb down the length of it. The light then went dark and the box popped open. Camilla took a deep breath as she lifted the lid and pulled out a file. Flipping it open she glanced over it and her eyes widened.
"God help us...." she let out breathlessly. Anisa reached out and snatched the file from Camilla, her eyes following the same reaction that Camilla's had.
"You knew about this?" Anisa sapped and Camilla shook her head quickly as stood there like a deer in headlights. "Then explain!" Anisa bellowed as she handed the file over to Jackson. It was talk of being able to turn the Reavers into soldiers for the Alliance back during the war.
"There were rumors but I had never thought they had gotten so far. I was supposed to transfer to the research department after the war but well... You know why I didn't."
Jahosafat Moreau
Location: Captain's Office -> Medical Bay
Jahosafat cocked a brow as he took a piece of tie and wrapped it around the Captains arm, cutting off the circulation just enough to make his veins show themselves with a bit more ease. Turning he started prepping the hypodermics and shrugged his shoulders a bit. "Ahh but see my good man, our personal life has become our professional life and it influences the decisions and actions we make. I had turned down a similar role in all this excitement before. Wanted nothing to do with it even though it did titillate my senses. Well, then," he said cutting himself off as he turned and took Quinns arm, placing the needle against the skin and slowly pushing it into the flesh, piercing the vein as he did so and began to draw vial after vial of blood.
"Well, then when I found out Camilla was in danger of becoming like our dear friend Jayne in the Medical Bay I found myself no longer able to say no. The chance to stop her light from being snuffed out of 'Verse is definitely my driving force for this entire mission." Pulling out the needle after the last vial was taken he placed a sterile swab on the skin and folded the Captains arm at the elbow, holding it up for a moment. "Keep your arm like that for a moment if you would."
Turning he started to label the vials he had taken as he half way leaned against Quinn's desk, stopping for a moment in mid pen stroke and looking blankly at the wall before him. "I saw her last just a little over a year ago face to face. She looked different, those eyes of hers seemed almost hollow. She had the same smile but it wasn't near as brilliant." Sighing a bit he looked down at the vial of blood in his hands, rolling it back and forth in the process before he continued. "You know what I am speaking about, I know you do. The way she could light up a room with a light laugh and a turn of her head. Never failed to turn the head of any man or woman for that matter in the room without even realising she was doing it. Don't get me wrong, heads still did turn just the light was not there."
Going back to his writing he finished up labeling everything before he stood up and turned back to Quinn, placing a small bandage on his arm before gathering his supplies. Stepping over towards the door he stopped and looked back at Quinn. "Did you know she has been working with the survivors of Battle Of Serenity? I asked her why she would work with the rebels. Her words? To make amends for failing you." Tipping his hat he stepped back out of the Captains office, letting the door slip shut behind him and making his way back to the medical bay.
"Harper, Lobo, please report to the Medical Bay," he said into the ships intercom after checking the manifest of who's blood he still needed to take.
Atticus Pearson
Location: Kitchen
Atticus looked at the pile of meat that Lionel and Camilla had been able to get together and he found his mouth watering at the thought of just having something to eat that wasn't protein rations. Something to actually chew instead of mush around in his mouth. He thought back to the beef and fowl he had eaten in the past, among other things. All a step up from rations even if rations were perhaps something far more nutritious than other meals. He had never had horse before but hey right then meat was meat.
Chuckling a bit he nodded and started to scrounge around the kitchen. He doubted they would have left the kitchen implements out in the black but he could understand where Lionel was coming from. It was a rare day indeed that they were able to cook a real meal so they were not needed very often. In time he found them but they were dusty and dirty from disuse. "Ask and the Lord shall provide." Sighing he dropped them into the sink and got to scrubbing away. "Though maybe I should have specified clean items," he laughed s he rolled his sleeves up.
"I wish we had something to go with all this but I don't have anything really edible in my quarters but I do have some good whiskey if you think that would be of use," he commented lightly as he dried off one of the pans and glanced back over to Lionel, setting up things as they were washed and dried so it was easy for the man to retrieve them without having to move too much.
