Chapter IIa: Absolute Disaster

"Tell me commander. If your brain were disconnected, how would you tell your heart to pump blood through your veins, or your lungs to breath. Would you insist on being hooked up to a large machine just to live your life as a husk, unable to speak, eat, dance, command your ship, ever again?"

Marbo sighs deep and long, ethanol vapor escaping his collar in a larger cloud than usual.

Marbo will try to save them, but marbo is also going to work on developing a contingency. If Marbo discovers a biological weakness, Marbo will exploit it. Should the potential fall to enemy hands, Marbo will have preparations made."

"Marbo could find out. By examining the trace slug dna inside the woman, and then the decay around where the brainstem was snapped, marbo would get a number of hours or days where the woman was still "alive'".

"Marbo understands. MArbo does not like just sitting around though."

After finishing the meeting, everyone splits up to prepare. You'll meet again in a bit to clear up some more important questions.
Darcy and Marbo go to sickbay and after a while, Cass decides to follow them.
Cass, when you arrive at sickbay, you see Marbo sitting on a bed, doing some Marbo-thing. Two nurses are standing close by him and look as if they were stationed to watch over him to make sure he doesn't get up.

Darcy is sitting on another bed, the top part of her uniform removed. She's wearing a tanktop and the skin on her shoulder looks really bad. While her burns aren't bad enough to require artificial skin grafts, her shoulder is completely red and mostly covered in painful looking blisters. Doctor Belka is standing with her, scanning her wounds with a tricorder.

Dr. Belka turns to look at you. "She will be fine. Although it would have been better to have these wounds treated right away."