text: "What's first, then?" you ask. 
  
  
  Elizabeth grabs a metal, torso-shaped rig covered in syringes and medical equipment onto the table.
  
  
  "This is called a chem rig. Pioneered by the Morallians in the Eastern Fringe, picked up by various mercenaries, and now heavily used on this ship. The rig is outfitted with several syringes filled with either medicines or light drugs such as the adrenaline-based Pulse, the sedative Sacred and a few other things. It's not been researched to any degree, but there appear to be no short term effects. Still, it could be dangerous long term. Soldiers buy these to increase their combat efficiency, so it can be of help to us."
  
  
  "The gladiators use it. It's effective," Olive says.
  
  
  "I've seen my Tribals use it as well. It helps, but it does tend to lead to the start of heavy drug usage that can go downhill."
  > You allow
  "Allow it," you say.
  
  
  "Alright then," Elizabeth says, looking down at her notes. She fumbles through her pockets, pulling out two packets. One of a white, granular powder, the other is a brown one, looking like grinded up dirt. "Here we have Zap and Dirt. Zap can be snorted, eaten or drank with alcohol to perk up energy levels and increase reaction time, while Dust is inhaled to improve your senses. These drugs DO have a few negative effects. Mood swings and some minor mental problems with the former, respiratory issues with the latter. There's not very popular, but only as it's fairly new and we haven't stopped at ports recently."
  
  
  "Thoughts?" you ask.
  
  
  "I don't have enough research to formulate an opinion," Elizabeth admits.
  
  
  "Allow Zap! That shit's good!" Castus says, finally paying attention, before getting distraction by a smudge of... something on the table.
  
  
  "Perhaps its effect on mental health are really serious. I mean, look at Castus," Olive says.