Audio: Monday, Week 19

[theverymodel]

[Mordin's initial concern was figuring out where he was and how he got here. But he quickly realized there were greater concerns here. He knows an outbreak when he sees one. But there are things he decidedly does not know.]

Seeking medical facilities. Qualified practioner. Capable of providing [sniff] assistance. Also desire access to research facilities.

[A pause. There's a lot of other things he should check on later.]

Would appreciate general briefing at calmer moment.

Comments

[Video]

[professorwolf]

[A somewhat harried-looking fellow with sandy hair and a pair of spectacles on his nose answers after a moment.]

Any able hands are welcome-- there's a hospital near the center of town where the worst cases are held and the bulk of the research is being done. Anyone out in the streets can point you to it.

[There's a pause, as Lyall assesses the odd speech patterns, and he pushes his spectacles up his nose a bit before adding,]

Am I correct in guessing you are newly off the ship?

[Video]

[damn_it_jim]

[Another harried human appears, although Bones appears less run off his feet than Lyall and more vastly irritated with the universe in general. The backdrop to the call is lab space, primitive by both their standards, but with a row of microscopes and stacked culture plates visible.]

I desire access to research facilities too, but if wishes were horses then I'd be able to travel this backwards planet a lot faster.

Get down here and I'll show you what we're working with. The hospital's underground at the centre of town. Tell them to point you to Dr. McCoy when you get here.

[voice]

[galacticheroine]

[There's a beat of silence, before a short laugh]

Mordin? Is that you?

[she knows it has to be, since there's only one salarian she knows who would dive straight for the medical facilities, and she knows that patter when she hears it.]