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Jack kept his gaze on the page as he wrote, picturing it for himself as his notes seemed to spring up of their own accord. More than a legacy? What went higher than that, Ancients like Death? Vengeance was an old concept after all...Black and white, Vengeance and Grief? He remembered Chel's journal from Wonderland (yet another thing of hers he kept around) and their discussion of queens. Teeth? He didn't know anything about teeth, but he made a note about them anyway. No such thing as any detail too small. Head touching? Probably explained the bleeding out on their side.

He reviewed his notes over. By the time he finished, Jack looked grim. (On the inside, things churned anew.)

"All the more reason to keep an eye on Axten," he said as he looked up at them. "God damn it, I'm watching like four ******** people now..." Well, somewhat. Finn and Ripley were away and could watch themselves, but he felt like checking on them occasionally anyway. Chris and Chel, though? Going to be a full-time job.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and for once looked as tired as he honestly felt. "Did they change how long they'll be keeping you here for, Craft?"

Reprieve

"They don't tell me that..." Chel said absently, looking at the other life techs. "I figure they don't know neither."

She had more pressing matters to address anyways. Her hands went to the bandages one more time, tugging at them gently. "What... What did I do on this side? I didn't hurt anyone or nothin' did I?"

Sweet Pea:

Noemi nodded. "I will not say no!" After all Chel was the one who helped Noemi out more then once. And she...was the type to never say no.

"I can try, si? Tell me what these duties are?" Noemi cocked her head.

Told You So

While Evan felt nothing but pity, Chel's annoyance grew. "Don't look at me like that," she said. Even if she was tired and broken, Chel was still Chel. "Don't need that pity s**t."

She looked at the life techs. "You mind catchin' him up on this s**t? Ain't exactly feelin' peaches in my throat. Could use some water." She was very pointed in pointing out that they only fed her once a day (and it was meager, pathetic even) and gave her water twice a day.

The life tech rolled his eyes and muted the microphones, severing Chel's connection to the room. She sighed and returned to sitting on her cot, waiting for the life tech's story to be over (why would she stand the whole time? Such a waste of energy).

Meanwhile the life tech filled Evan in, but only on case related details. The fact that Chel had made a deal with Merlin, but not why. The possessions, but not the altercations.

Loyalty Mission

By the time Abbi had gotten around to finding Chel, and mostly recovering for her one night of being really insanely drunk, quite a lot more had happened. Namely that her friend had been quarantined and practically off limits to visitors. Which meant the teen had to get creative if she wanted to visit her friend, and by creative that meant stalking the area to figure out its weaknesses.
Unfortunately for Abbi, she found only one and it required her to get up really stinkin' early in the morning to enter the area.
And make out with a guy she didn't know who was supposed to be conducting his portion of the study.
And hit him over the head three times because shields.
And steal his lab coat.

"This is the worst stealth mission I've ever accomplished." The teen muttered as she shimmied into the coat and carefully hid the man in a conveniently placed broom closet. But she didn't feel too bad because she had mostly succeeded...
"Sure am glad I, a Life Tech, got to participate in this uh... This study that I definitely know all about." She called out as she hurried down the hall, bouncing on her toes to keep the tails of the coat from dragging the ground. But no one was around, thankfully, so she was able to just hurry on toward what she suspected to be the right place.
There was some shouting of Chel's name, however, because Abbi was actually a bit lost...

Loyalty Mission

Thrown off guard by a chair left standing around, Abbi careened into it and startled herself when she mistook it, only for a moment, as someone who had caught her and was going to get her in major trouble. They made you serve time for using one's feminine wiles for evil right?
But it was only a chair and the teen set it to rights with a thankful sigh, only to jump once more when someone spoke to her. She whirled around to face the large glass and jumped again when she saw who was speaking to her.
"Holyasdg;jasdg."

The actual words Abbi had said had turned into three separate words at once and she threw herself at the glass, only to trip over the combination of chair and lab coat.
"OHMIGOSH ARE YOU OK?" She screeched as she fell to the floor, kicked the chair away and just used the floor to slid herself on frantic hands and knees to the glass.
"Dumb question, obviously not, sorry. Better question: Why aren't you in the Infirmary!?"

Metal

Hands moved over metal, fingers fitting the spaces between the lines.

"How much is this one?"

Reprieve

"That's good," she says, but is afraid to admit it isn't enough information to satiate her need to keep everyone safe. At this point she isn't sure how much information she's allowed anymore. Because everything needs to be given to her; she can't bear trying to take it.

Chris asks a question and it gives her an opening to do the same. She's relieved for her cousin's presence. "Yeah I mean ... Ya gotta tell me more than that Jackles." It's a weak command, but it's her first. "Don't I deserve to know what's crawlin' around in me?"