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Log 0011

[Private to Mira Hidalgo, Motorcycle Boy]

Have either of you spoken to the other before? I should find it curious if you didn't; both of you seem to be suffering from reduced or missing memories.

I believe the three of us can work together to fix our mutual problem.

[Private to Gard]

Recent revelations have come to pass in the latest Barge flood. Pursuing John Crichton has dropped in importance and now my graduation is tantamount. What is the quickest way you know in order to make this happen?

[Private to Aeryn]

A word, Aeryn.

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He is aware, and I believe he monitors my activity closely.

You never did give me a direct answer as to why you agreed to assist me.

As he should.

[ She shrugs. ]

I'm curious to see what you do and if you break your word. If you don't, I'm curious to see the fruits of your work.

It is not usually in the nature of Peacekeepers to be so curious.

I have not been a Peacekeeper in some time, Scorpius. You may need to get used to the idea that I am not like them.

No. Whatever you are, you are no longer like them at all.

[And may have just jumped up on the scale of Things That Catch His Interest]

If you'd like to begin? Please lift up your sleeve.

[ Instead of rolling her eyes Aeryn fixes Scorpius with a blank look, before rolling up her sleeve past her elbow and placing her arm flat on the table.

She won't look away or flinch at all. ]

[Walking around his desk, Scorpius sits down on top of it and begins to sterilize a small patch of Aeryn's skin. Alarmingly quick with the needle, he makes a quick poke and begins drawing a single vial of blood. There can always be more.

He keeps his eyes locked on hers, except when it becomes necessary to turn away and complete his work. Even so, he's professional about it, efficiency at the forefront of his mind.]

[ It's almost fascinating to watch the little vial fill with blood. That's a part of her, an essence, suddenly bottled and out on it's own. ]

How long will your examinations of what you've created take?

[His attention now fully locked on the vial, Scorpius' tone is less authoritative and more explanatory. He is, at heart, a scientist, and this is a precious resource]

I won't be expecting results for a few dozen solar days, perhaps longer. Biochemistry is an entirely different field from my previous work.

[Finally, he caps off the vial and reaches for a small gauze pad. This he presses against the skin until Aeryn grasps it for herself]

Keep pressure. The bleeding will stop momentarily.

[ She turns her head to glare at her arm as if it'll just stop bleeding out of fear (spoilers: it doesn't, but it does stop after a second. ]

Do you need anything else from me?

[Holding the vial up to the light, Scorpius looks it over with care before turning away to store it in a panel that folds out of the wall]

Not at the moment.

[ If that's it then Aeryn will just stroll on out, bye homegurl. ]

[Fine, fine. leave without saying goodbye. He digs it.

Gotta love the no time for small talk crowd]

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