'Doctor Seris.' the electronic voice came back over the airwaves as Terra busied herself checking her supplies. Things had been slow here, boringly so. But what could she do? She had nothing left to do but endure. She couldn't leave her post and go for a walk on the off chance something did happen. She'd end up in lock up or paying a hefty credit fine that she just didn't have with her. Most of her credits were locked up in her room and she didn't want anyone going in there. She didn't want them to see the pictures of her family who she had lost so long ago. It was a scar that would stick with her.<br/><br/>"Yes?" she didn't raise her eyes from where they were now. She was watching her fingers flip through different files of people who had been through the facility. Most had gone through with clean bills of health. Others had been exhibiting the first symptoms of the Ferenzi Virus and had been immediately quarantined only to be executed days later. The human population had been dwindling in the days since the last of the transports had been sent off the planet. They would be arriving in a matter of days now, at least that's what the reports were. 10,000 people in each transport and there were three arriving. There would be a small handful of medical crew coming to help her but it would still be hectic to make sure that no one carrying the virus would get through.<br/><br/>'You have a call.' the voice came through to her ears.<br/><br/>Sighing she straightened, having now lost count of the files she needed to remove. "Open the line." placing her hands onto the low of her back she looks up at the ceiling though it wouldn't help her see who was calling. "This is Doctor Seris."