Misty's Murder
In reply to Misty (msg # 61):
The transition is both terrible as something as thin and flexible as a soap bubble is all that is between you and interstellar space, and amazing for the same reason. You leave the Xenon and arrive on the Marcus, and instantly feel the shake-shake of the idling stutterwarp grip you again.
A tootling ta-rah-rah greats you, along with a tall, thin man with brilliantly dark eyes.
"I'm Sensors, Nigel Oppenheimer, yes, he's my great to the seventh. I'm supposed to scan you for alien infection, nanites, your not being you but a robot, your body being you, but an artificial brain being installed in your place, or whatever other paranoid fantasies the Men in Grey Suits can come up with. Hmmm...."
He pauses his high speedf jibber-jabber and frowns.
"Your internal ware claims that it has run one more diagnostic cycle than it had before you left. Since I wonder if you would have done such....and let me assure you, I can't. Maybe Patch could if he had you on a table. I can read your status reports but not acctivate them."
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The XO is waiting off to the side for Sensors to finish with you. He is flanked by two women. One, the blonde who gave you The Look, and on the other side by Miss Slinky who had shot down Hugh Islands in flames.
Once you're done, he introduces them to you.
"Detective Misty, I believe these are the only two members of the crew you have not yet met. This blonde beauty is our very own pageant winner."
"Only at the Hemispheric Level on Waters." She waves it off unconvincgly, and you can see in the midst of her strained face, the remanants of what had been considerable beauty. time and life have not been kind to her.
"I am Katherine Islands, wife of Hugh Islands. My job is Helm. Usually, I'm pretty busy, but now that we're docked, I'm out and about."
You can see she is trying to be polite.
"Corporal Luna Miles, Centauran Cyber Marine. Retired after my ten. I hand out toilet paper and spare coils, space tape, and chocolate. I secdond Chief DuBois and Gaulois as needed." She's got an alert presence to her, and a look in her eyes that she's 'seen the elephant'.
"And we make sure she gets her regulation twelve hours off for sleep." The XO says with a small smile.
He turns to you, and despite the oddity of his eyes, he has a sympathetic presence.
"Now, we're open to questions. I an England agree, the quicker this is cleared up, the better. You can have your choice of guardians as you walk about the ship, or we can bring in crew to your office. All the crew is instructed to be completely forthcoming and honest."