[From Cryo Chambers]

Raven strolled into Medical  casually examining things here and there as she goes.

"Alright loves" She said greeting everyone present.

"I think I have popped out of Cryo a little early by mistake, how do we go about gettting me put back in for the rest of the trip?" She stopped and leaned against the wall, and crossed one leg behing her leaning leg.

She thanked the nurse with a small smile and nod, taking a random seat. Worry clouded her mind. Maybe her gut was right? Maybe something was wrong in here. Just as she was resigning to a few minutes of boredom mixed with anxiety, the other woman from the cryo chambers entered. A small smile appeared onher face, but it was quickly hidden by her hair as she bowed her head again. I wish I had a gram of her confidence. She looked back up and waved with a small hint of hesitation at Raven. "Hi... Marco said you're...Raven? Did I get your name right?"

"Oh hey again" She smiled and stood up from the wall reaching out a fist in her direction holding it in front of her.

"Yep, Raven Millicent Haywood, at your service... any idea what's going on around here?"

Edel smiled back and fist bumped Raven. "I have no idea, but something is definitely off."

"For sure" She replied as she took a seat next to Edel. "Marco said he couldn't tell me what's going on because of..." She made air quotations as she said "...security protocols" She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Hopefully nothing too serious."

She sat back and lounged in the seat putting one of her feet on her other knee,

Edel giggled. "I'm sure he has a good reason. He didn't even answer a question I made." She sighed. "Maybe there's a zombie virus outbreak", she said jokingly. "Ugh, I should have watched World War Z."

"Haha maybe!" She grinned. "So where are you coming from Edel - What were your plans for when we arrived?" She fidgited a litte trying to make herself comfy in this horrible jumpsuit she'd had no choice to wear. I hope we can get more comfortable clothes to wear soon she thought.

"I'm from the Netherlands, as for my plans..." A few moments passed in silence, as she gazed at nothing in particular. "I guess I never had a specific one, just wanted to get away and help in some way or another. What about you?" She slightly tilted her head, dangling her damp and wavy bob cut hair.
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"Fair enough" She said nodding along "New beginnings and all that jazz, same for me actually I used to run a bar called The Ratchet in London, hoping to reestablish my business wherever we end up. Create a center for recreation and relaxation on the new frontier... Meet new people, make new friends.... new business acquaintances" She smiled to herself and took a moment to look around the room "looks like all our plans are on hold for the moment though"

"In London? That must have been a fun enterprise! Anyway, I'm sure our skills are needed here somehow. Pretty sure you will be a great addition to the recreational deck management", she says smiling again. However this smile fades away soon. Her eyes dart away and, after a few moments, she says softly: "I miss home."

"Yeah maybe I can open a Bar on-board, Time will tell I guess" Raven puts her arm around Edel and gives her a friendly shake and then hugs her. "I'm sorry you're home sick. But you've made one new friend already" She said grinning at her. "....That's me by the way!" She added pointing at herself with her thumb, still grinning ear to ear. "You're welcome to hang out with me whenever you need a friend."

She let her go and slumped back in her chair again. "Dos Amigos! ... Deux amis ..." She squinted and screwed up her eyes trying to think of more ways to say two friends.

"Due amici!" She announced finally... "That's it I don't have any more... oh! ... Partners in crime!" She smiled.

The fact that a dead man had just escaped medical by busting through the door of a containment room and then sprinting past security and out in to the ship was something Drago had never dreamed of when he joined the mission. It brought back all those old movies and legends from his homeland. Not bothering to take off his hazmat suit, having truthfully not even thought about it Drago followed the nurse and Hans into the examination room, "Nurse, if you please draw a vial of blood from Mr. Fisher. Close to wound and another on an opposite extremity."

Turning to Hans "I'll go check these out, hopefully the wound didn't come into contact with any of the active pathogen."

In reply to Raven Millicent Haywood (msg # 272):

The hug surprised her, physical contact wasn't something she was really used to. But her heart melted, and she hugged back. "Aww you are so sweet! Thank you Raven."  She laughed lightly at the list of different ways to say 'two friends'. "I like the sound of the last one" she replied grinning. "You can add 'twee vrienden'. That's Dutch. How many languages do you know anyway? Is that something you picked up with your job?"

"Twee vrienden" She repeated "I'll remember that" She smiled. "Partners in Crime it is... Nah I only know English. I just pick up bits and pieces of other languages. I did get a lot of foreign visitors in my bar but I made sure to hire multi-lingual staff... So are you fluent in  Dutch? I'm guessing so if you're from the Netherlands"

She watched the man in a HazMat suit go into another room and an expression of puzzlement came onto her face in the form of a frown and pursed lips That really can't be a good thing.

"Yeah Dutch is my mother tongue. Did you meet any interesting 'foreign visitor' in your career?", Edel said with a smirk. She followed Raven's eyes and managed to catch only the back of a person in a hazmat suit. "A biohazard threat. Great." She muttered. Quiet panic creeped into her voice. "Marco? Could we please know what is going on?"
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"Yeah Marco can we get two more Hazmat suits as well, If whatshisface over in there..." She said pointing to the doorway "...gets one, shouldn't we too?"

She turned back to Edel, "Yeah lot's of interesting people" She said and began to stare into space a little remembering all the people she'd once met.. she shook her head and blinked a little to free herself from the day dream. "And now you!" She continued happily.

She got up to stretch her legs and pace a little.
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He nods "Good idea,I'm a battle medic so I'm not sure how much help I'll be with the academic side of this but let me know if I can do anything from here." He lies back and buries himself in data and diagrams, attempting to busy himself anyway he can.

Colonel Walter Genassi looked around the waiting room. At least five civilians were there, and most of them looked worried. He figured he had to do something, especially since the two women were already questioning Marco for answers.
He grabbed a datapad off the front desk, checking for the names of the new entries.

"Good afternoon all," he started, his voice as soothing as possible, "My name is Walter Genassi. Colonel, retired, and now chief medical engineer. Call me doc." He gestured for all the civilians to come somewhat closer.
"Lets see, you are... Danny Chambers, Eric Whitechapel, Richard Thornby, Edel Thyssen and Raven Haywood if I am not mistaken. Mr. Chambers, you have already been seen by a nurse I believe, so has Mr. Whitechapel?"
He tapped on the dataslate a few times, nodding.
"The nurses will come for the rest of you shortly, no worries."

Genassi pulled up a chair and sat down, leaning in a bit closer so all five could hear him well.
"As you may have noticed with all those armed amrines running around, we have had a bit of an issue just now. A very sick and troubled man assaulted one of my medics, and ran out on his treatment. Because we fear he could be a threat to people we had to contact security. I'm sure Lieutenant Maxwell and her team will have things under control soon enough. Meanwhile, since we will have to wait for a moment untill we get the all clear, can I get you something to drink?"

The second Danny heard the doctor's address, his mouth went dry, and he got very anxious.... His demeanor was still kind, and soft... but slightly more nervous , and twitchy.

He laughed nervously, "I'm, uh, fine, sir." which was a lie... but he didn't want to bother the man for a drink, seemed disrespectful.

"They cleared me too," Eric replied cautious. "Can I go sir? I want to find this VanderBeek and see what quarters they assigned me." He chuckled, winking at the two ladies. "I hope its bigger than a broom closet."

"Yeah I could go for a drink, You got any rum round here?" She asked expectantly. "Maybe you can give us some more information too. Like why we're awake? Or do you have security protocols  stopping you give out relevant information too?"

The calming demeanour of the doctor did wonders with Edel's nerves, but a hum of worry stubbornly persisted. She listened closely to his report. A patient escaped containment. Was he affected with whatever illness required a biohazard suit? Now he was among other people in the ship. She zoned out, playing in her mind the possible scenarios that were to come, so when she heard the word 'broom' and saw one of the other people stuck in the waiting room wink at her, confusion completely engulfed her mind.

She looked at the others, trying to find a clue about what bits of conversation she missed, but what they were talking about did not help at all. Drinks? Brooms, winks and drinks. She decided to just smile noncommittally at the broom man. It seemed like a safe option.

As the conversation continued, Edel raised hesitantly her finger. "Excuse me doc, I have a question too. We saw a man with a biohazard suit. Could it be in any way related to the very sick patient that has escaped?"

"No, no, don't worry about that," Genassi smiled calmly. "Those two men in the biohazard suits just happened to be in the same wing of our medical department and came out to check up on what was going on. One of them, Hans, who tore his suit, he's a veteran combat medic."

Genassi paused, thoughtfully.
"I think it was his instincts taking over and him going in serve and protect mode. No, the runaway patient is no problem, other than possible agression."

"Now, to adress some of the other questions..." Doc grinned, honestly amused. "No, we do not have rum. I believe our machine over there gives coffee and tea." He shrugged.
"Concerning why you are awake... a glitch probably. Thats why most of us are awake. Its what saved the ship. The AI woke up some random people due to security protocols being hacked I believe. For what I know it still does."

He turns to Chambers and Whitechapel.
"Once security gives the all clear on this deck, we can all go on our ways. Untill then... we have coffee and tea."

"Oh, okay. Thank you sir." She nods, smiling satisfied. She wasn't entirely convinced over the coincidence of the hazmat suits, but the man definitely knew what he was talking about, so it seemed rude and paranoid to insist on the issue.

As soon as tea was mentioned, a wild crave for green tea rose from deep within her. "Tea you say?" She got up and moved to the machine, looking for her preferred drink.
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Danny never really liked tea or coffee, but was only a picky eater when he wanted to be, so he loaded a coffee with milk, cream, and sugar, and took a sip... Not great to him, but he would make himself drink the rest of it... Danny decided to head back to his quarters, and let Thornby come get him if he ever decided what he wanted...

Danny >> Danny's Quarters