thisavrou | audio; jan 18th

[On the afternoon of the 18th, crewmembers will receive an audio message on their MIDs, the speaker on the other end sounding more than a little tense.]

Hey, uh, I’ve got some news for you if you live on Moro Deck. And it's... not really the good kind. [There’s the distinct pause of someone trying to think of a tactful way to put something that doesn’t easily lend itself to tact.] Long story short, there is probably a saberdart somewhere on the floor. And that saberdart might be loaded with, um... deadly neurotoxin. [At the very least, Zam seems to sound contrite about this state of affairs, and she rarely sounds contrite about anything.] It also might not be, though if you find it, I wouldn’t take any chances.

I'm looking for it now, but in the meantime, if you’re hanging around Mero Deck, you might want to keep your shoes on. And look out for something small, silver, and sharp. If you do find it, just don’t let it break the skin and you’ll be fine. [A pause.] Probably.

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If you usually carry around deadly neurotoxins, I would hope so.

[ Sorry, she's stuck on that part. ]

Did you drop it in your cabin?

[There’s a long sigh. The next words are grumbled.] No. I dropped it in the hall.

[Look, she's not even going to say anything, at this point, she's just going to make the solid 30 seconds of silence speak for itself. ]

Well, if it's only one hallway, it shouldn't be that hard to find again.

[It does speak for itself, loud and clear.]

Working on it...

Need any help?

[ She does feel slightly bad for giving Zam such a hard time. Very slightly. ]