Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Duvosa (Security Officer) in Main Sim: SB Science Lab

Posted by Ensign Iyun Riani (Scientist) in Main Sim: SB Science Lab

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Solal Segal (Oncology and Immunology) in Main Sim: SB Science Lab

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Solal, still wearing his own hat, shrugged to Tija. “I had not been aware of the… situation when I was dragged into this mess.” He told her. “But I have been… doing my best to keep things under control here.” He said. With a quick glance about, he could safely say he had not done a great job on that front.

~ Solal, Doctor

With her lips pressed into a thin line Tija listened to everyone in the room, while also paying close attention to their movements and body language. None of them did or said anything threatening, yet she started to feel more and more uncomfortable and if she was being honest with herself: a little anxious. After all, one wrong move and the so far calm situation could escalate. Shifting her gaze briefly towards Solal again, she gave him a nod and said curtly, “Thank you Doctor.”

At that moment, Ria used the other woman’s momentary distraction to close the remaining distance while putting hot glue on one of the nurse’s caps in her hand. with a sweet smile she tried to place the hat on Aizala’s head. Or helmet, really. But just as she lifted her arms Tija placed the hypospray swiftly on her neck and injected her with the antifungal, hoping that it would work and that the young scientist, or any of the other people in the room, wouldn’t react violently.

~Ensign Iyun, The Mad Hatter & Lt. Tija, Doctor (med. leave)

Duvosa looked up, noticing Tija using a hypospray on Ria. “What was that?” She asked curiously, still not making a move to get up from where she was seated, and still holding her teacup in one hand. “What did you just inject her with?”

-Duvosa, a card guard

Achilleas’ visage hardened as whoever was in the EVA suit injected something into Ria. His rational mind knew that whoever that was likely didn’t mean her any harm but he was running off of instinct and emotion and right now his emotions were screaming at him to protect her. So while ignoring the immense pain from his busted leg, he pushed away from the table behind him and charged towards the space suited hypo wielder.

Petrakos, the March Hare