<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kiyanee<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The bridge/ Melded<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>All<br/><br/><br/>Keys is busy enough, now, that she does not even try to speak.  She simply thinks what she wishes to communicate, and streams it through the combat comms, so it appears on the girls' HUDs:<br/><br/><em>...logentry. target drug false, non anti-sclerotic. attempted experimentation...</em><br/><br/><br/>No doctor she, but she knows more than a little about drugs and neurology from personal experience.<br/><br/><em>...theory. failure in experimentation safety protocols. para-adrenals cause aggression, rage. assume NOT cow. perhaps rodents, other test animals...</em><br/><br/><br/>Something begins banging loudly on the inside of the escape pod.  Drone 2<em>(Dragon Fan)</em>expresses electronic alarm, grabs hold again, drags the thing back out of the airlock.<br/><br/><em>...extreme activity escape pod. removing from lock for ship safety. let them breath vacuum, if break free...</em><br/><br/><br/>And then the growls start.  Drone 1<em>(Steel Butterfly)</em>says 'Qwert?', unfolds its sensor arms into attack position, begins pinging for targets.<br/><br/><em>...please toggle IFF. accidentally shooting clanmates <strong>extreme</strong> dishonor.</em><br/><br/>Sitting in a puddle of sweat, coverfall unzipped to her waist, Kiyanne sits rigid, eyes fixed on nothing. She is having the time of her life...