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Right, chaps. Cambridge here
I'm looking for a small group - a posse, if you will - of intrepid (preferably childless and unmarried) explorer and/or hero types to pop back in to the depths of that terribly interesting lab to retrieve whatever hard drives and assorted interesting bits of shit you saw there on my behalf
Reason being that there seems to be some kind of horribly intriguing and potentially nasty virus sitting around in that hardware and I do believe it warrants a bit of a poke (no jokes please, let's be professional)
Top tip: don't try anything stupid like plugging whatever pretty little bit of cybernetics you might have hardwired in to your brain straight in to it because I have a strong suspicion you'll end up thoroughly fucked
And I'm talking very thoroughly, like three orifices and both hands
You know what - let's play it safe, shall we?
- Don't press too many buttons
- Don't put your comms devices too near the equipment
- Don't even think of walking in to comms or the science department with so much as a bloody USB stick from that lab
In fact, just don't fuck with it at all - just bag it and tag it and bring it back to room 015 of passenger deck 011
Tea and medals for all upon a successful return
PRIVATE: CILLIAN QUINN
I do realise that the concept of an honest day's work is utterly abhorrent to the likes of you and I but if you fancy putting that attractive little brain of yours to work then let me know
I'm looking for a small group - a posse, if you will - of intrepid (preferably childless and unmarried) explorer and/or hero types to pop back in to the depths of that terribly interesting lab to retrieve whatever hard drives and assorted interesting bits of shit you saw there on my behalf
Reason being that there seems to be some kind of horribly intriguing and potentially nasty virus sitting around in that hardware and I do believe it warrants a bit of a poke (no jokes please, let's be professional)
Top tip: don't try anything stupid like plugging whatever pretty little bit of cybernetics you might have hardwired in to your brain straight in to it because I have a strong suspicion you'll end up thoroughly fucked
And I'm talking very thoroughly, like three orifices and both hands
You know what - let's play it safe, shall we?
- Don't press too many buttons
- Don't put your comms devices too near the equipment
- Don't even think of walking in to comms or the science department with so much as a bloody USB stick from that lab
In fact, just don't fuck with it at all - just bag it and tag it and bring it back to room 015 of passenger deck 011
Tea and medals for all upon a successful return
PRIVATE: CILLIAN QUINN
I do realise that the concept of an honest day's work is utterly abhorrent to the likes of you and I but if you fancy putting that attractive little brain of yours to work then let me know
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Tyke has enough to worry about.
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Ms. Tyke says she already had a plan for the situation before I even posted this. I think she is quite capable of handling it, personally
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What the fuck did you think I was going to do it, build a computer fort in my cabin
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My commentary is merely the assurance that other members of the science department are likely to be involved in the research. It is not an unreasonable affirmation, given the number of individuals focused primarily on secrecy.
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There are a surplus of passengers of the mindset that their curiosity is of greater importance than any procedural method you may intend to implement.
Operating under the assumption that you have misconstrued my comment as personal offense, allow me to clarify. Do you have a relative assurance of your safety?
[ cambridge.... spock thinks. you are really. strange. ]
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Why the fuck is there a need to assure my safety? Nobody's going to come after me for looking at a bloody virus
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Fatalities have occurred for lesser trespasses.
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