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@ -6,7 +6,7 @@ Abby clutched at the armrests of her seat as the evac shuttle, still docked to t
The captain, still standing outside the airlocks, was shouting down the hall, voice weirdly distorted by the very strangeness of the air. It *sounded* sparkly. It *looked* too loud. Something about everything was just slightly off, as though two universes slipped and juddered against each other, sending flares of one reality through the other.
"715!" the captain hollered from the hall. "No, don't treat them here, treat them in the shuttle med bay!"
"815!" the captain hollered from the hall. "No, don't treat them here, treat them in the shuttle med bay!"
> Attention! Station alert level has been set to white!
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"Yes, yes," they muttered under their breath, though with their lisp, with the dream still dogging them, it came out a breathy *yeth, yeth.* "I'm here now."
The seats in the board room were, thankfully, all full already — or had been, as the rest of the command staff rose to their feat. Soot waved them off with a smile. "Sit, sit. Sorry I'm late. Couldn't decide between the five identical outfits they give me," they said breezily. They let their expression warm into a lopsided smile — though all smiles are lopsided when only half of your snout works. "That, or you're all here *early* because it's Dr. R's last shift on this rotation. Congratulations, my dear friend."
The seats in the board room were, thankfully, all full already — or had been, as the rest of the command staff rose to their feat. Soot waved them off with a smile. "<span title="Sit, sit. Sorry I'm late. Couldn't decide between the five identical outfits they give me,">Thit, thit. Thorry I'm late. Couldn't dethide between the five identical outfit-th they give me,</span>" they said breezily. They let their expression warm into a lopsided smile — though all smiles are lopsided when only half of your snout works. "That, or you're all here *early* because it's Dr. R's last shift on this rotation. Congratulations, my dear friend."
Applause around the room. Earnest applause, too, Soot was pleased to notice. Dr. R's reputation as one of the kindest, most competent CMOs in the Delta sector was well-earned. The old man was positively beaming, the wrinkles on his face showing how truly, deeply he inhabited all his own smiles.