*It was over. Phaaze was destroyed, her dark twin was dead (okay, she'd said that before), and if the little med-scanner in her new ship could be believed, the contamination in her body was gone. Certainly, she didn't feel any of the malaise that had accompanied her infestation, nor did she hear the discordant music that had followed her since
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Ali can almost be heard yelling before she's entirely left orbit.
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I thought you'd be wrangling Dane a while longer. Welcome to SkyTown.
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I was supposed to, yes. I'm sorry. I checked out in the ship's scanner, and I... needed a moment, to collect myself.
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Right. We needed to make sure; I'm sorry, love. Now, let's get you out of this air, get back in your ship, and we'll go see the medicos.
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No need. This one comes when I call, after all. I'll just have it follow us up.
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"After the medicos are done, I'll have to debrief you. Dane asked, rather politely, to sit in. I told him it'd be okay; I don't want to make things worse between us if I can avoid it."
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Mm, yes, I suppose it is best to try not to antagonize him more than necessary. So, debriefing after medical exams, hm? My day to be poked and prodded.
*Her tone is wry, more amused than irritated at the necessities of military procedure.*
Could you make sure I have a comfy chair for debriefing? Standard protocol is a hard little thing meant to keep the person uncomfortable--so it's harder to think of lies, I guess.
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*That said, she hustles Ali back into the ship. The air really is a little too caustic for the unprotected to stay out in it for long.*
Did the whole fleet chase me here?
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*She sighs, where she's stripping out of her armor in Ali's couch. She's already given her ship orders to follow this one.*
Shards and dust. I finished it as quick as I could...
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*Tell her that enough, and she might start to believe it.*
I have to wonder how many would still be alive if I'd gone alone.
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