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[bitteraftertaste]

[Backdated to after this thread; Vesper doesn't bother with filters because she's in a hurry, bordering on panicked but mostly just confused because-]

I think there's been some sort of gas leak, [Or something, but she has no idea how it happened or if it's affecting the rest of the ship or what.] James is unconscious, I need help getting him to the infirmary.

[She's about to leave it at that, but.]

We're on the sixth floor in the hallway.

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[bitteraftertaste]

[That's good to know, and she's definitely okay with the idea of someone investigating what the hell is going on, but:]

That's fine, but he wasn't in the hall, he was in his room. I went in, realized something was wrong, and pulled him out about five or so minutes later. I have no idea how long he was in there before I found him.

[sickjoke]

...that's less good.

I'm going to leave his diagnosis to the medical pros here. I'm a doctor, Jim, but not that kind of doctor.

[ ...ba-dum-tish! ]

[bitteraftertaste]

[On a good day, she might have smiled at that.

This is not really a good day.] The door's unlocked if you want to investigate, although I suppose I'd appreciate it if you didn't broadcast that fact until we're certain it's been thoroughly investigated.

[We don't need whoever's responsible to creep back in and hide whatever evidence there is.]

[sickjoke]

[ Inappropriate humor is a nervous tic. As is his weak, unnatural laugh that wheezes in the helm. ]

I can be discreet. I'll head back down now; good luck with you and your beau.

[bitteraftertaste]

Thank you.

[And now it's time to go fill Dr. Banner or whoever's on duty right now in on what happened.]