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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote">Beruut's work on Falkris went on until Milenya arrived with the samples. He looked back, then nodded to the tech lab. <span style="color: yellowgreen">Ah, good. Anywhere will do. Small containment units in technology lab. Should be easy to establish fail safe decontamination measures.</span><br/>
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</div>The remaining injuries for the crew were not serious; Falkris had been the only living casualty of the attack. Milenya dealt with the bruises and contusions easily enough. Apart from her arm, her own condition was not as severely depleted as Ashana's; Milenya's armor had been purpose-built to have support systems that assisted biotic use. Somewhere along the line, Milenya had received the equivalent of a nutrient shot. She made a mental note to acquire or build something similar for Ashana, something that could be worn with regular clothing or light armor. Since she was now back on board the Acheron, Milenya took the time to back up her data to her personal computer, over the ship's net. She would need the data storage shortly.<br/><br/>The asari took her samples quickly, from different parts of different husks, securing them in separate 'test tubes' and closing them in a small padded metal case. She did not, however, collect samples from the brain or what she theorized was the 'control center' in the belly. All in all, the size of her sample collection seemed meager. It was what she did next that might be disturbing to the crew.<br/><br/>She put her helmet back on, and an array of focused lights blinked into life. With scalpel in hand, Milenya delicately cut into different husk parts, observing the reaction and using her omni-tool to scan under different illumination conditions. She seemed determined to get detailed views of the creatures, though again, she avoided actually cutting into the brain or the control center and contented herself with omnitool scans of those areas.<br/><br/>When she was finally finished with the painstaking process, she left her scalpel to be destroyed with the husk bodies.<br/><br/>Milenya chose to go through the decontamination process several times, just to make sure; when she got to the medical lab, she responded to Beruut's suggestion with a lighthearted, if dry,<span style="color: #6495ED">"Yes, during my inventory of the equipment there, I did find several suitable containers for this purpose. I would not have suggested it otherwise. Is the XO's condition stable and improving?"</span><br/><br/>Milenya looked over at Kala; the girl's turmoil was clear and showed in the way she held herself.<span style="color: #6495ED">"Engineer Kala, would you like to come along and assist in setting up the containment vessel?"</span><br/><br/>She hoped that extending the invitation would allow her to talk to the skittish woman, and possibly ease her mind, or at least distract her. She paused on her way out the door, hoping for an answer.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>