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[Doctor Jax]

Ingrid looked over to Claud and raised her eyebrows. He was practically sweating like a stuck pig. Poor guy -- sometimes space did that to you.


"Hey, sug, don't worry about it overmuch, y'hear? We'll go in, look around a couple'a minutes, get a feel for what's goin' down, and get back out," Ingrid said with a smile, patting him on the shoulder. It wouldn't do to have a guy as twitchy as him with a gun and being as high-strung as he is now. Friendly fire would end up an awfully high probability...


She pressed on a panel beside her to start the depressurization and start their EVA.


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AMARA SIMPSON
Amara wasn't liking anything being said, communications not working on the other ship and them not being able to sever the contract. Bogus, all of it. And now people were volunteering to go on the ship. Where was her friend when she needed him most? She sighed and pushed away from the table in the common area, and rose to her feet, walking off to get her own work done. Perhaps the space station was going through some faulty communication problem. Either way, it wasn't HER problem, so she would stay on the space ship for now, and get her own work done. She was a Wayland-Yutani employee, no way was she gonna lose her paycheck over this nonsense. Grabbing her toolbox, she set to work.

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Ritania - Command Control





"Sir, we took out the Communication Room." One of his men reported. "Whoever inside that room won't be able to contact that ship any longer."


"But can we?" The man asked.


"Eh... We should be able to do that." One of the engineers who hid inside his safe zone answered, raising his hand as he stood forward. "I could figure something out."


"I'll give you an hour. If you succeed, a bottle of vodka for you." The engineer grinned and quickly started working. The man then turned toward a group of men with weapons and black uniform, what left of the security forces. The rest either went rogue or taken out by that thing.


"Sent someone to retake the Communication Room," He ordered. "And bring whoever inside that room back here."

 

[Doctor Jax]

The airlock opened slowly, and the world seemed to fall away as silence reigned. The only sound was the breathing over the comms. Ingrid motioned for them to walk forward into the walkway.


"You doin' alright, there, sug?" Ingrid asked Caitlynn when they were halfway down the walkway. "Awful stuffy in these suits."


Ingrid was practically sweating to death in her suit. Was there any way to make these darned things more comfortable? It was like walking around in lead pajamas.


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[Ironrot]

Caitlyn twisted in place, taking advantage of the extra space as the suit inflated under its internal pressure. It might have been a little more comfortable but it made the suit difficult to manipulate.


"I'll get by." She said, lumbering down the walkway. "What did the company want you on the Ritania for?" Caitlyn asked before realizing that Ingrid probably was not allowed to talk about any legal case which she was a part of. Caitlyn gathered with the others at the airlock door into the Ritania.


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Ingrid managed to somehow stuff herself into the airlock on the Ritania side of the walkway, uncomfortable with the thought that a whole vacuum existed just a few inches out of this suit, waiting to boil her eyeballs in her brain and suck all the air out of her lungs... To get her mind off of it, she listened to Caitlynn's questions, glad for the distraction. She busied herself near one of the panels near the airlock. Were the Ritania crew going to shut it or were they going to have to do it themselves....?


"Looks like you're going to have to shut the airlock, guys. Ritania still isn't responding," Darcy said over the intercomm. Ingrid sighed with frustration.


"Oh, well, y'know, there was somethin' here they wanted me to pick up for 'em. There was probably gonna be some Customs snafu over it, y'know, cuz it was special cargo and whatnot, so they sent me to deal with the spooks at the station so we could manage the issue. It's pretty sensitive stuff, and they wanted legal consult," Ingrid answered cryptically. In truth, she'd come because she knew she could get in good with the higher ups in Legal if she delivered such an important asset with little to no trouble. "What about you? Yer not usually on rust buckets like these," Ingrid asked, familiar with Caitlynn's work. "Not much need for a synth shrink on a tiny tub. By the by, could you take a look at this? I'm a little confused with the panels and labeling..."


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[Ironrot]

Caitlyn stepped up to the control panel. She had had to learn these controls when she first learnt to fly. Rather than words, most buttons were accompanied by symbols. This airlock was probably intended for maintenance staff rather than travellers.


"Stand clear of the external door" Caitlyn said as she pressed the appropriate close button. "Most synthetics I see are stopping by a major station, but Helen here hasn't been in for a routine evaluation for quite some time. But I have made house-calls before." Caitlyn tried the button to re-pressurize the airlock. No responce. "I think some of the electrics are out in the airlock" She said to no one in particular, trying the button again. Caitlyn pushed past Ingrid in the cramped space. Somewhere here there would be a manual valve.


"Helen" Caitlyn caught the synthetic's attention "Could you give that valve handle a few turns for me? I'm Doctor Reynolds, by the way." Caitlyn extended her hand over the shoulder of one of the other cramped airlock inhabitants so that Helen could reach it.


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Helen nodded, squeezing her way to the valve and turning it with ease. "Nice to finally meet your Doctor" she said with a smile, as the airlock re-pressurized.


The blonde synthetic was glad to help in anyway she could. "I am aware of my lack of evaluation, but as you may have read my files, most information is sensitive. I had to have many screening before as the threat of sleeper agents rose. I can assure you all is well and I hope that things continue to be so."


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[Ironrot]

"Okay..." Caitlyn took a moment to think what 'Sleeper Agents' could mean. That was not included in the file which she had been given. "Well, for now I will just be observing you on this mission. Oh, you can close that valve now. I like your bow," Caitlyn started on a different line of conversation as the airlock reached target pressure. "Did you do that yourself?"


While Helen replied, Caitlyn tried the button to open the internal doors. It responded and the doors slide open with the slight hiss of air escaping the slight over-pressured airlock.


"Welcome to the Ritania" Caitlyn said, sounding nervous and motioning for someone else (anyone else) to exit the airlock first.


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Ritania - Command Control





"Andd.... I fixed it, boss!" The engineer reported. He sounded very proud of what he just managed to accomplish. "You can only use it for short range communication. Like, talking to the ship out there."


"Give me the mic." The man asked, and the engineer did what he asked. The man turned it on, and after making sure that it's connected to the ship, Meduse, he took a deep breathe in and greeted them.


"Hello, Meduse. This is Colonial Marshal James Holden speaking. Can you hear us?"


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[Doctor Jax]

Cpt. Darcy


The captain had watched his crew go out with a little bit of trepidation. He knew that this wasn't the ideal situation, but this was what they had to deal with for now. Ritania had yet to answer them, and as far as he could see, his away-team were opening up the airlock and walking through. To his surprise, the comms suddenly cracked to life, and he quickly mashed the button for the two-way.


"Hello, Meduse. This is Colonial Marshal James Holden speaking. Can you hear us?"


"Affirmative, this is the Meduse, Captain Darcy speaking. We're docked right now with Ritania and hear you just fine. What's your situation? We haven't been able to contact the Mother AI or anyone else on the station. We have an away team right now walking through your airlock," Darcy said into the mike, hoping for good news. Please let it be a malfunction, please let it be a malfunction, please let it be a gosh darned communications malfunction...


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[Doctor Jax]

Meanwhile, Ingrid moved out of Caitlyn's way in the cramped airlock. The external door shut behind them, and Ingrid's anxiety sudden ticked up a notch. There wasn't any going back now -- at least, not easily. The Meduse floated outside along the gantries in serene grace, a massive bird in repose.


"Explains why you're on that tub, then," Ingrid sighed in reference to Caitlynn's assignment on the ship outside, before smiling to Helen. "No offense to you, 'course. The Meduse's not really my speed..."


The airlock door opened with a hiss, and Ingrid felt elation that she could finally get out of this suit. She stepped out of the airlock quickly and into a larger atrium with large alcoves for the suits.


"Captain, are we allowed to take these monkey suits off?" Ingrid asked through her comm link.


"Yeah, you are. Air's safe, presumably. I'm in contact with some people onboard Ritania, so the air quality is fine."


Thank heaven, Ingrid thought as she took off her helmet with a slight twist, hair stuck to her head.


"Lucky you, Helen, you ain't gotta deal with none a' this mess," Ingrid said genially as she started to get out of her suit.


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James Holden


"Yea we have... a containment breach right now... But don't worry, we got it under control." The marshal calmly lied. He booted on a nerby computer and quickly studied the map of the station. "Listen... Where are you right now? I am going to send some of my men there to greet you."


While waiting for the captain's reply, he signalled to his man to prepared their gun. This ship is their only out of this hell hole, and they will do anything to get on board that ship... Even if that mean killing them all.

 

[Doctor Jax]

Cpt. Darcy


The captain listened carefully to what was said on the other end.


"Yea we have... a containment breach right now... But don't worry, we got it under control. Listen... Where are you right now? I am going to send some of my men there to greet you."


Something about the answer rubbed Darcy the wrong way. A containment breach wasn't just a little issue to deal with. If they had an outbreak of some disease, like pox or something, they could really be in trouble, especially if it was something that could affect his crew if they went on board the station. He didn't trust station management to work this sort of stuff, seeing as they would want to be up and operational as soon as possible -- whether or not somebody caught a bug abroad.


"I think I'd rather know exactly what kind of outbreak this is. I'm a commercial freighter here to pick up cargo, and it sounds like to me you're talkin' a pathogen on board the Ritania. Now, I don't really wanna take something home with me that's gonna make a lot of people back on Earth sick, you know? Could you give me a little more information?"


Darcy reached looked over to the other screens, where he saw Ingrid taking off her suit. He cursed and pressed a button on the suit commlink.


"Guys, hang on a sec, I need you to keep those suits on for a little bit. They said they had some kind of containment breach. Now, I don't know what could be in the air, and those suits have bio-filters that should keep you safe. Ingrid, you're probably going to have to stay in quarantine for a little bit after this, but don't worry -- the suits have closed circuit systems that don't feed into the Meduse, so you won't have to stay aboard Ritania."


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Ritania - Command Control





@Doctor Jax


"I think I'd rather know exactly what kind of outbreak this is. I'm a commercial freighter here to pick up cargo, and it sounds like to me you're talkin' a pathogen on board the Ritania. Now, I don't really wanna take something home with me that's gonna make a lot of people back on Earth sick, you know? Could you give me a little more information?"


The marshal rolled his eyes. He doesn't have time to talk with this person. The thing is out there hunting them down, and it won't stop to give him a chance to properly explain what happen right now.


"Listen, it's not safe for me and my men to stay here right now. You hear me?" The marshal replied. "I want you to dock in port 13, okay? I repeat, port number thirteen. My men will take you to me and we can sit down and talk about what's going on and then talk about your cargo. Do we have a deal?"

 

[Doctor Jax]

Darcy hesitated. Something didn't add up quite right. Besides, he was already docked in at dock 73. He wasn't about to move his ship, not while there was an away team on-board in their airlock. They were being very secretive about all this, and he was afraid of what they might spread on his ship if he decided to let them aboard. No, he needed to talk this out with them over airwaves, not face to face.


"Negative. I can't move from my dock while my team is in the airlock on the Ritania side. We're on the planet-side of the station. Is there any way my people can meet yours, Marshal?" the captain asked, suddenly apprehensive. It sounded like things had really fallen apart aboard the Ritania. He was getting awfully antsy.


"Amara, could you do something for me? I want you to contact the away team and tell them to get back here as soon as they can. I've got to sit here and deal with these guys," the captain said to the quiet engineer somewhere behind him. "Tell them I'm getting a bad feeling about this, and if they want to stay aboard, they're going to have to risk meeting them."


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Colonial Marshal James Holden


"Negative. I can't move from my dock while my team is in the airlock on the Ritania side. We're on the planet-side of the station. Is there any way my people can meet yours, Marshal?"


"Hey! Fetch me that map!" The marshal asked, and as soon as he got the map he quickly started looking for the docks that is possibly docked by the ship. Dock 70 to 80, they are practically placed in the other side of his safezone and... The red pins and black cross mark certainly is not a good sign. "Negative. It's too dangerous for us, and it is too dangerous to you too. I advise you to get the hell out of there and dock in our side. Don't be so stubborn, Captain."


[Team who went aboard Ritania will soon have their first encounter...]

 

[DarlingWaylonPark]

AMARA SIMPSON
Amara paused in her work to hear her Captain address her, and gave a soft noise in affirmative to his request, but then realized he probably didn't know what she meant. "Yes, Captain." She said in a low voice in response, then went to open a communications link with the away team and sighed as, once again, she was forced to do a lot of talking she didn't want to do.

"Captain has ordered you to return, he has a bad feeling about this. If you want to stay aboard, you will have to risk meeting them."

She paused and waited for a response, looking to Darcy with a slight frown. Why was everyone else's problems suddenly her own?

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[Doctor Jax]

Cpt. Darcy


The middle aged captain rubbed the bridge of his nose in irritation. So this wasn't an outbreak like he'd thought? He wished they'd be frank with him. He was quickly losing his patience, and that was not something he did often. However, he was already doing something he'd rather not do.


"What, exactly, is between you in Dock 13 and me in Dock 73? If there has been some kind of loss of order onboard the Ritania, I see no problem letting you onboard the Meduse, but unless you tell me what is going on, I'm not going anywhere. I have a team to protect," Darcy said. "Please, try to see this from my perspective. I don't know what's happening on your end, and I have my own people that need taken care of. But I'll happily go see all of you the minute I know there's some martial problem, Marshal."


He looked over to Amara, noticing her discomfort. He'd figured she'd be a little antsy about talking to people, but she was one of the few people still aboard.


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[Doctor Jax]

Ingrid


The woman froze as Darcy told her, rather forcefully, to put on her suit. She nearly huffed with frustration. You just told me to take it off, you moron. However, as he continued talking about a pathogen that could be aboard, her eyes grew wide. She had just exposed herself to Ritania's atmosphere, and by the law, she had to be put in quarantine for forty-eight hours upon contact with some possible disease-agent. Even she couldn't legally wiggle her way out of that. There was also the little problem of infection.


God, what if she'd caught steel pox? Or some horrible variant of staph?


She quickly donned her suit again, and Amara, the quiet engineer, told them to get back on board.


"Could we maybe get to know what's going on here? Cuz this is gettin' annoying. First, get off the ship and take off the suit, and now it's get on the ship and put the suit back on. Make up your minds already!" Ingrid complained as she snapped the suit helmet on. She looked to Helen, Steele, and Caitlynn with trepidation.


"You don't think I'm gonna get sick, do ya?" she asked them quietly.


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Colonial Marshal James Holden





The marshal stayed silent. It is true that both of them are trying to protect their men. Will he seriously lied to the guy, so they can hijack his ship? Or will he tell him what's going on so they can reach a mutual understanding? This captain sounded like a good man, a captain who truly cares about his crew. James took a deep breath, he made his decision.


"A killer, captain. A hunter, who can hunt you in the darkness and one who knew where are you hiding. No one saw it and live to tell what it actually is, all i know that it's not human and the fact those damn Weylands somehow took it inside." The marshal groaned, scratching the back of his head. "The creature is last seen roaming around that area, hunting down rogue survivors. It kills two of my men yesterday, so we lock down that area to make sure that the bastard is not going inside our safezone."

 

[TerrorKitty]

"Yes, I thought it would be visually gra-...Cute, I wanted to be cute" she replied, using her words to sound more human.


Looking at at Ingrid. "I just finished checking air quality, everything is fine. Although WY-Systems are blocked with various protections. I only have access to close range utilities, and even most of those are blocked, including doors." Helen looked around. "If we can find a manual interface I should be able to gain more access to WY-Systems. (( Remember Samules? (:'() ))

 

[Doctor Jax]

Ingrid sighed with relief as Helen assured her that the air was safe. So she wasn't about to end up with some horrible station pox. She'd worked too many worker's comp cases where the employees had somehow caught antibiotic resistant staph, and that had been a real trip. Nine months just to read the preliminaries on worker's comp, not even thinking of the pox related laws...


She looked around for the interface. The room was very industrial, full of harsh lighting and bars over everything. There were alcoves for the suits, if they wanted to remove them. She noticed a rather large panel, and she told Helen, "Hey, I think it's over here. This looks like a command interface..."


She pulled open the panel, and inside was a readout with several complicated looking buttons. It looked like it probably needed some sort of code...


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Darcy took a deep breath as he took in all this information. So there was something on board the Ritania, some...some organism, or some person, who was killing other members of the Ritania crew. He could get behind that. Alright. Now he was faced with a dilemma. He had to get his crew on board and go pick up the Marshal's team. He didn't want his own people onboard the Ritania so long as that thing was onboard--


There was a sudden creak, and Darcy cursed as he looked at the computer read-out. The Ritania's decaying orbit was sending it in a centrifugal maelstrom. The Meduse couldn't stay docked for much longer, or else --


There was a great groan through the ship hull as the docking walkway very abruptly snapped off, the struts unable to take the strain of being attached to a ship that wasn't keeping up with the turn of the station. He cursed as several different alarms went off. There was probably a hull-leak now somewhere in the airlock.


"Amara, I'm real sorry hon, but could you go and make sure the hull-leak in the Airlock gets fixed? There should be suits right in front of the Airlock for this kind of thing. Good God..." Darcy muttered as he tried to keep a hold of the Meduse.


"Ingrid, Helen, Caitlynn," he sighed. "We have a problem. The Meduse's broken off from the docking walkway and we're drifting out. I have to keep the ship running around the Ritania to keep up with the station, and I'm not sure I'll be able to dock back with you. There is... something onboard the Ritania that's killing people, I'm not sure what. Could be a person, could be an organism. Try to get to the WY portion of the station. Their security is supposed to be top-notch. I'm sure Ingrid knows the main codes or can at least get them if she can contact WY's base in the next parsec over."


Darcy switched over channels to the Marshal. "Marshal, if I get a hold of you, can you help to ensure my crew comes back safe? It looks like they may be trapped onboard the Ritania. You're the one who knows what's going on. Maybe you can tell me where the safest portion of the station is right now. What is this thing? What is it we're dealing with?"


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[TerrorKitty]

Helen looked at Ingrid. "Too many access violations. There should be the right equipment in the maintenance bay"


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