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[sexting]

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

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text; slams in to threadjack mode

[sexting]

I don't suppose you'd remember precisely which terminal he picked the virus up from by any chance

text; my favorite mode

[chromosomes]

Could show you each one he plugged into if I got down there to look at them again.

[ Well, he could probably tell them now too, but one - someone might screw up his directions, and two - not telling and being certain while he's down there means he actually has to go down there, meaning they can't tell him to stay behind. ]

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[sexting]

Oh, no, I'm not going. But if you're feeling strong and manly then bring me back the guilty hardware, won't you? I'm sure you'd like to see this whole horrible thing investigated as quickly as possible

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[chromosomes]

That was a more general "you".

Yeah, I would.

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[sexting]

Good man. Extra tea and medals for you

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[chromosomes]

Not sure if Tyke will let me take it back, but if not, I can mark the thing for whoever else decides to go down.

I'd rather take it back myself, though.

text; private | ugh you made him say 'please' in a non-PA way, reaper

[sexting]

The key to helping St. John will be found on that terminal. If you bring nothing else back then at least get me that

Please

text; private | :3 level up

[chromosomes]

I can't make any promises other than that I'll try.

text; private | unlocked a new achievement!

[sexting]

Try very bloody hard, if you can

text; private

[chromosomes]

I will.