[Audio:] Wednesday morning after Nem's broadcast.

[damn_it_jim]

McCoy here. I'm out of town so of course something that could use my attention crops up. If you're able to rig up a refrigerated storage room on short notice, talk to me.

It needs to be proofed against scavengers, so to my mind the Ship's a good location, but I'm open to ideas.

Additionally, I'm going to be teaching some of the locals a bit about determining cause of death. If you're not going to faint and land face-first in a resected spleen and this sounds like something you want to learn a little about, let me know.

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[sadandsingle]

I think I might be able to lend a hand with that.

[voice]

[hypospraying]

I was hoping you weren't leaving me to do that many autopsies alone.

[She sounds a bit tired and somber, since she'd been hoping the hunting party could be found alive.]

Any ideas on how to transport them all to the ship?

[Audio]

[nodavinci]

If there's a sudden rash of sunglasses and bad puns, I'll know who to blame.

[Pause.]

The seals on about half the rooms near the collapse still work. If you need to keep the bodies locked down.

[voice]

[eternal_protector]

I've seen a dead body before, it wouldn't bother me. If you need some help that is.

voice.

[fotlenke]

[ While death is not an easy subject, and it makes Sigyn's stomach turn, she feels that there is a lot that Son of McCoy can teach her. ]

I wish to learn, Son of McCoy. Would that be acceptable?