It&#39;s so crowded in here

Darnell: The best. *frowns* You're still here...? *if she knows something about making it to safety, why is she still a slave? Not by choice, surely. And in that case, how can he trust she has any idea what she's talking about, how she can be so sure about him making it home?*

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Shai: I chose teh take this task. When we get teh Cybertron my friends there will know and will get us all teh safety. On this ship, I have teh be careful, play my part, or be hurt, but I do neh belong teh Oilslick. He thinks he can gain favor with my friend, but my friend is really looking teh shut this bastard down for good.

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Darnell: *that puts some real life back into him. He perks up.* Oh? *do tell!*

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Shai: *little smile at seeing Darnell perk up a bit* My friend is very rich, Oilslick is hoping teh get my friend teh fund these sick expeditions, but my friend doesn’t agree with taking people from their homes and treating them like things. My job here is teh gather information so my friend can put a stop to this operation. He’ll also see yeh returned home as soon as possible.

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Darnell: *clear /relief/* That's amazing. How can I help?

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Shai: Fer now, honey, yeh need teh play the part they want from yeh. Just do as they say fer now and we’ll see yeh home soon. *a beat* Did yeh have any spare fuel fer Connor with yeh when yeh were taken? *having that may mean the difference between them giving up on Connor and just killing him or going ahead and doing what they can to make sure Connor will survive.*

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Darnell: I didn't, but he did. He had a small backpack with some bottles in it. They're full of Thirium 310, which is the special fuel he runs on.

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Shai: *smiles* Good. I will make sure they know. If they have some extra teh work with they’re more likely teh do they work teh make sure he can keep functionin’. I’ll check on him and let yeh know how he is when I can.

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Darnell: Thank you, Shai. Our belongings are here, then? Our clothes and the things we were carrying?

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Shai: Yes. All yeh had on yeh is on the ship. Behave and they may let yeh out of the cell early. Then I can have yeh help me gather the evidence I need.

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Darnell: Evidence? Yup, now you're talking my language. I'll help however I can. *HE HAS SOMETHING TO FOCUS ON SOMETHING HE'S EVEN REALLY REALLY GOOD AT he can do this...this is doable, he can cope, he's going to be okay now...*

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Shai: *smiles, glad he seems okay for now.* Good. Hang in there okay? I’m going teh check on Connor.

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Darnell: *nods* Take care, Shai. *will reach for the food tray and pull it to himself, settling back into the corner to eat*

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Shai: *she smiles and nods, then drops the smile and stands to leave.*
*Connor was taken back to the room he and Darnell first came to in and is strapped to a table. The robot that brought him in will insert a needle into Connor’s arm and draw out some Thirium.*

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Connor: *watching, not resisting. They don't even need to strap him down, really, but he won't fight that*

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Robot: *works for a while, Connor ignored... he finally turns back to Connor with a large canister* If I drain this much out of you, it’ll kill you, won’t it? *It’s likely, the container is about big enough for four full bottles of Thirium all together.*

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Connor: I cannot be killed. I am not alive. However, losing that much Thirium would shut down my systems, possibly doing grave amounts of damage. I had a few bottles of Thirium on me when my partner and I were captured. If our belongings are somewhere on the ship, you'll find the bottles in the backpack I was wearing.

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Robot: Enough to fill this? *should be very close* I’ll be honest, if it’s not, and I still have to take enough to shut you down, you’re slagged.

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Connor: Not completely, I would guess, but it should be enough that topping off from me shouldn't present too much of an issue. It will, of course, mean that I'll need to be replenished sooner. *but that makes sense – he's merely stating as a matter of course*

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Robot: I’ll see if Master will allow this. *will leave Connor there*
Shai: *slips in while the robot is gone, resting a hand on Connor’s shoulder.*

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Connor: *quietly* Shai. How are you?

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Shai: I’m fine. Yeh know where the mech workin’ on yeh went?

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Connor: To speak to his master, I believe. He has a container he needs to fill with Thirium, the fluid that I run on. I suggested raiding the stash in my backpack, if my belongings are onboard. The rest he'll have to take from me.

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