[ leaning forward to take a look at it, a whirr in their helmet. ]
... there was a ninth storm. [ the glow in their helmet closes, and they straighten up, shaking their head quickly like they're trying to shake off something tangible. ] But I don't remember what happened, what effects there were.
The - scent. I went through the vents and access tunnels all week to try and find a source, but there was nothing.
While I don't think a mass hallucination is necessarily out of the cards, I would be more inclined towards there being a source to it - or the hallucinations - somewhere on board the ship.
I didn't have as much help, before. The other seven had their own duties to attend to while I was patrolling the ship. Now there's all of you with a fresh set of eyes, so to speak, on the lookout.
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[ she'll pull up her i.r.i.s., flip through the documents... and displays it for adrastea to see! ]
I think it was... um, the eighth one? The records stopped after that...
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... there was a ninth storm. [ the glow in their helmet closes, and they straighten up, shaking their head quickly like they're trying to shake off something tangible. ] But I don't remember what happened, what effects there were.
The - scent. I went through the vents and access tunnels all week to try and find a source, but there was nothing.
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So... what, are we all hallucinating that stuff?
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I didn't have as much help, before. The other seven had their own duties to attend to while I was patrolling the ship. Now there's all of you with a fresh set of eyes, so to speak, on the lookout.