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[Fiona is a little out of breath, like she just hustled very quickly away from somewhere. Which she did, but that's neither here nor there. The background behind her is some innocuous wood panelling; she's in a house.]

Okay. So. Crunch time. Things are getting nuts out there, if you didn't notice. We are gonna wind up super screwed if we don't hop to figuring out what the hell to do.

[She holds up a vial. It has some alien writing on it, as well as a familiar symbol on the label.]

We found this inside the hospital. A shit-ton of them, actually. So who wants to find out what Zymandis asshole is responsible for this mess and beat an antidote out of them?



[ ooc. PS, maya, hanzo, and mccree might show up in your threads. feel free to threadjack as well! ]

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[flashbanging]

[ lord ]

You ever heard of Occam's razor, sweetheart?

[pummelling]

[excuse you hot cowboy]

I'm gonna pretend you didn't just call me that. And sure I have, but did we expect Zymandis to be behind anything last mission, either? Or the Taraxa, for that matter?

[flashbanging]

Ain't about expecting anything. I'm prepared for this or that to be true--but you got to have proper reasoning. We discovered Zymandis on that planet, and we had the data to prove it. We got to take the same approach to everything else.

[ He just shrugs about the epithet. Still gonna use it. ]

Put it this way: the more assumptions you got to make, the less likely you're on the right trail. 'S always been my experience.