Ricor Messman
 

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(Ricor Messman)

A sharp whistle draws your attention to your Comm-Unit. ,,Sir, o' Hara here'', says the Comm-Liason. ,,I've pulled up the file on Abraham, and I thought you might want to know that the man has connections. His brother-in-law is the head of the Naval Medical Service and his niece is the senator for Argola minor.'' She pauses to take a breath, then continues. ,,He also has a long history of substance abuse. In fact, that's probably the reason he was assigned to this ship. His medical record is relatively flawless though. Just thought you might want to know, sir. Bridge out. ''

As you turn to face doctor Wolf, the doors fly open and CMO Abraham, still reeking of liquor yet clearly sober, strides towards you. ,,Captain Messman. I demand to know why there is an armed guard in front of my door'' He throws Wolf a dark look. ,,And please get this fop out of here.''

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Re: Dystopia: The Fallen Angels
 

Abraham made a dismissive gesture. ,,Bah, I'd been working non-stop for nearly 48 hours. Continuing would have been irresponsible, so I signed command of Medical over to you, Wolf.'' He smirks. ,,I trust you weren't too high on your own herbs to forget that, medicine man?'' Turning towards the captain, he continued. ,,So, perhaps the ways I entertain myself when I'm not on duty aren't completely legal. But for the sake of the crew, it is crucial I don't work myself into a hospital bed.''

Ricor Messman
 

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Scott Avery

Standing at attention and wishing he could just lambaste the CMO, Scott stood there listening to the exchange from his superiors waiting to be dismissed. He had followed his training to the letter so there should be no issue's coming from what he did, but alas this is space and a marines place is in battle, not policing empty halls and waking drunks up but then when had he really seen much battle, it always came back to policing drunks anyway... so he waited..

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Abraham shrugged. ,,Every case of VS is unique. I'm currently keeping him sedated until we can get him planetside. Unfortunately, we just don't have the facilities and specialised staff to offer the proper combination of medication and therapy. And even our most potent anti-psychotics are known to have the opposite effect on some patients. I sugge..''

A sharp whistle, similar to the one used by most standard Comm-Units, cut him off mid-sentence. ,,We are now at Alert Level Gamma.'', announced the computer. ,,Captain to the Bridge. Repeat, captain to the Bridge.''

Ricor Messman
 

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(Ricor Messman)

You turn and head for the Bridge. With most of the crew at their posts, the poorly lit hallways you pass are now completely deserted. In many sections, it is only the humming of the various machines and generators that provides the much needed contrast between the lightless parts of the Ariochs dated interior and the soundless void that seems to lurk behind every wall.
When you step out of the elevator on Deck One, you notice that Senior Navigator Johnson is waiting for you. Without saying a word, he hands you a datapad and follows you to the Bridge. Skimming through the data, you surmise that the asteroid-transmission has finally been decoded. As you open the soundfile that came with the message, you hear little but static. Straining your ears, you can make out the parts of the message that have been salvaged.

(-static-)eats, this is Angela Nicols, Chief Resea(..)onyo-system. (..)ace a natural disaster of unprecedented pre(...) The astrophysics team has (..)aged to evacuate all relev(..) on the only ship capable of Intersystems-Travel. We risk (..)osing research that (..) to the Federation. (...) thousand Federation colonists that we (..) evacuate. (..) are in an uproar (..) main compound is under siege. We require imme(..) military assistance. If possible, the civilians (..)cuated, but the survival of the data is paramount. If anyone (...). If it is to late to salvage the colony and (...)ind the bastards that (..)eft us to die. Message repeats. This is Angela Nichols, Chief Researcher of the (..)

Despite the severity of the message, you notice that the voice seems cold and distant. The audio-message is followed by several notes from the Senior Staff. Navigator Johnson notes that there is no record of any Federation Colonization Project in the Kamonyo-system. However, it is not unusual for Federation citizens attached to groups such as the Transcendancy to abandon Regulated Space without going through the proper channels.
Terrance Brown from the Research Department adds that they have been able to piece together less than half of the original message, but states that he may be able to make a few percents worth of progress over the next few days.

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