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[motivationalspeaker]

I seem to have lost track of Professor Solus. If anyone has information concerning his whereabouts, I would greatly appreciate an update. My thanks in advance.

[It's not like Mordin to just not be at the clinic, especially for an extended period of time. Kirrahe keeps his message short and to the point, but this has him pretty concerned.

((Open to action. Anyone kicking around the clinic can run into captain space frog, he's commandeered one of the receptionist's computers.))]

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[motivationalspeaker]

I'll be there shortly.

It's one pyjak, how much of a mess can it make?

[tradecraftdude]

u
have
no
idea

hurry up hes basicaly baricaded in2 my room now

[motivationalspeaker]

[Oh that doesn't sound promising at all]

I'm on my way.

[and sure enough about twenty minutes later there is a KNOCK on your door]

[tradecraftdude]

[ and the door pops open, revealing the mildly frazzled and impatient runt. ]

What took you so long?! Come on, he's over here.

[ marco crosses the small apartment and gestures to a door. even though it's closed, the smell of ripe pyjak nesting drifts out. ]

[motivationalspeaker]

[Some greeting, kid. Kirrahe just rolls his eyes, deciding not to waste time explaining something so trivial and follows Marco to the door.

Yuuup that sure does stank]

How long has it been nesting in there?

[tradecraftdude]

About a day and a half.

[ he pulls out a tattered and slightly stained blanket and holds it out, ready to toss it over any angry pyjaks if one happens to come flying out the door. ]

Okay dude, go for it.

[motivationalspeaker]

[Kirrahe arches an eye ridge at the nasty blanket before activating his omni-tool. After listening at the door for movement, he opens it, hoping a screeching pyjak doesn't decide to try latching on to his face.]

[tradecraftdude]

What? It's for safety.

[ the smell only gets worse when the door opens. the pyjak rush that marco seems to expect doesn't happen, though; instead, there's a trail of destroyed food containers, footwear, and unidentifiable biological matter leading to the bed, where the 'fat' joey is happily asleep and making small sleeping pyjak noises. ]

...do you see him?

[ marco's voice is perhaps slightly louder than appropriate for speaking near a sleeping expectant pyjak. ]

[motivationalspeaker]

[Kirrahe nods and activates his omni-tool, quietly making his way over to the pyjak to get a quick scan]

It's asleep. Try not to make any sudden movements, and keep quiet.