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Yorrik spared a glance for the spectacle of a sleeping hanar But not for the stars, and not for anything else His world had shrunk to the view through the slowly, gently flashing ed with frost, across the dim, bile-streaked corridor, past the shimmer of a decontaminant forcefield, and into the iso-cha softly He had developed a rash It snaked over half his face and down his throat, disappearing into his stained leather collar, a silver-pink spiderweb of angry lines pinpricked with tiny, hard pustules
No vocal contact with the others in fifty-one
“Barely controlled panic: Coreat elcor actor droned into his comm No answer came “Insistent: Senna’Nir? This is“Deep despair: My friend, please Where are you? Uneasy plea: ‘’Tis bitter cold and I am sick at heart’”
The only ansas the total quiet of the darkened med deck Even the hanar had found its way into a sleep beyond snoring
“No one is co away the tears that welled up in the corners of his lower pair of eyes before they could fall The upper pair were dry “I don’t knohy you keep trying Comms are down They’re clearly down All the way down If you want your friends so badly, you’re going to have to go and get them”
Yorrik glanced over at Horatio, the child quarian’s suit, hanging on its hook, stuffed full of Dal’Virra’s sa away at a full-spectrum tissue analysis “With acceptance of fate: Neither Ysses nor I can leave the quarantine area We have been exposed longer than anyone Either of us would carry particulates with us anywhere ent We would potentially contaerous as you are Irrepressible hope: K, locate all members of Sleepwalker Team Blue-7 and the captain”
Analyst Anax Therion and Specialist Irit Non are currently on Deck 11, cargo bay north quadrant Specialist Borbala Ferank is on Deck 2, Mess Hall 3 Medical Specialist Yorrik and Hydraulic Chemical Specialist Ysses are on Deck 4, medbay Commander Senna’Nir vas Keelah Si’yah and Captain Qetsi’Olam vas Keelah Si’yah are on Deck 6, on inter-habitat tram line 1, car B2, between the quarian residential zone and common assembly zone 5
Yorrik gave a shaky exhalation as, “Relieved: They are alive at least”
Dal’Virra arched one hairless greenish-yellow eyebrow “You think? K, locate Munitions Specialist Jalosk Dal’Virra”
Munitions Specialist Jalosk Dal’Virra is currently in cryopod BT566 in the batarian hibernation bay on Deck 11
Jalosk leaned back against the real wall of his cell, stretching his jaw Dried black vo had started forty-two ard yellow face, over the teal et your hopes up Our ship is a good-looking wench, but she has shit for brains Alas, poor Yorrik, it’s just you and me and a crazy jellyfish”
A rush of good feeling suffused Yorrik’s body for the first tiht: You know Hamlet?”
The batarian blinked “What now? Who? Is he a passenger?”
Yorrik sluhtly He wiped away a smear of
fluorescent dye froed a few bits of nothing on the now-empty autopsy table He had not known it was possible to feel nostalgic for his life only twenty hours ago But those had been good ti a coroner’s lab froame “Confusion: You said, ‘Alas, poor Yorrik’ That is a line from Hamlet Hamlet is a play Correction: Hamlet is also a man But he is not on board the Keelah Si’yah”