<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/4/46/Jay.png/545px-Jay.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jay Asarde<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Martian Warden station, entering Conference room.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Peoples, Commander Antoine, Open<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Words<br/><br/><hr/><br/><i>"...Pets?"</i>The amount of bland incredulity on Jay's dark features couldn't be measured by modern day technology. They ultimately requested<i>help</i>because their gorramed<i>pets</i>were going missing..? Sure, Pets wandering off on Mars was weird and all but hardly anything to cry for government help over. Things going missing in a mining town wasn't that strange either, not when you could sell most of that stuff in the underground for a pretty penny.<br/><br/>“Now, as I was saying – we need help here. Gear and pets gone missing is trouble, but now we've had some people disappear. "<br/><br/><br/>Oh good, this wasn't as deceptive as she'd thought it was going to be.<br/><br/><i>"Ah'm sure we'd all like'a detailed account of everythin' that's gone missin'."</i>Although the tone of her voice suggested that wasn't so much of a request as just a blatant truth, an expectation. She was already sifting through the data on her wrist com to look for said information.<br/><br/><i>"As well as any recent medical logs of those animals and personnel. Most specifically any changes in behavior or symptoms they may have shown before their disappearance."</i>For their dear medical officer. After all, these pets wandering off could just be some form of illness they'd dug up and woken down there - one that seemed to only effect animals at first but did that nasty evolutionary dance bacteria and viruses like to do to start workin' on bipedal prey.<i>"Although Ah'm willing to bet these backbirths weren't willin' ta give up <b>tha'</b> information..."</i>Because expecting 'no warm welcome' was a good indication of a bunch of paranoid and secretive assholes that would rather see their entire population decimated before they actually cooperate with an investigation....<br/><br/><i>"And on the off chance any of those <u>pets</u> were recovered, if there's any way a blood sample could be collected for Doctor Xiang and Mr. Alassadi's analysis--"</i>She trailed off, motioning from the back of the room towards said voluptuous science officer and their less feminine counterpart - it seemed Jay was well versed on who was who.<br/><br/><i>"Witness testimonies they'd already collected,"</i>Aka, a telephone game of rumors.<i>"would likewise be 'ppreciated."</i>Even the craziest of rumors could have something founding to them, especially given their current line of work.<br/><br/><br/>