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→ | I'm in Research Station Seven. Hiding out in the "xeno-bi-ology labs", with all the magic glass cage things and the angels. I'm on a stealth mission but I was spotted, there's a search out for me now. |
| If there was any vents around here I would just scamper in there, but I can't see any from where I'm hiding |
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Station Seven! I know the one, I must have run, God, three or four missions there at least.
You mentioned something in the holo-cages. Angels, you called them? |
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| Aren't all cages hollow, when you think about it |
| Oh, right, the angels are a new addition here aren't they |
→ | Winged creatures from another reality. They talk funny. |
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Heh, I ran into someone like that the other day. One hell of a story.
And now the Aveans have them in the labs? Man... this stuff gets weirder by the day. |
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→ | Genuinely you have no idea |
| We should get back on topic |
| Wait, tell me more about the one you met |
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Alright, let me think...
Are you armed? |
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→ | You want me to fight my way out?? |
| I have a stick |
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I didn't mean--!!
Okay maybe I did. Point taken.
I might have a skewed idea of the average person's combat abilities... |
Okay, okay, I know what you need.
You need a distraction. |
What you're looking for is the central control terminal for the xenobiology labs. It's this big screen, you'll find it at-- |
Oh, hey! I FOUND HIM--!!! |
Whoa, hey, is everything good--!? |
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