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[LIVE TRANSMISSION: LUVONA SYSTEM, LUVONA PRIME, STRONGHOLD-CITY "CHALKOS"]
//DATE: [Y/M/D/H] [2,863,043/10/21/11]
//LOCATION: LUVONA SYSTEM, LUVONA PRIME, STRONGHOLD-CITY "CHALKOS"
//STATUS: NORMAL...
-Operated by: "INHERITOR" Raux'us Kin'los
-Station Manifest: [SUPPRESSED]
-Asset Manifest: [SUPPRESSED]
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-Stronghold Medbay
-Personnel Registry: Kana D. [KAN], Ryquo-44 [RYQ-44]/[FORTY-FOUR], Ryquo-322 [RYQ-322]/[THREE-TWO-TWO].
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 	*RYQUO-322 LAID ON AN OPERATING TABLE. KANA, THE STRONGHOLD'S CHIEF OF MEDICINE WAS OVER HIM, STRUGGLING TO CHANGE HIS MANY BANDAGES...*
 KAN: "Sir, you need to hold still. These bandages are precarious..."
RYQ-322: -*Irritated*- "It'd be better if you put me in a Hydrostasis chamber and let me heal that way."
KAN: "Sir, I really need you to stop moving."
RYQ-322: "You know what- get off me. I'll do this myself."
KAN: "I can't do that, sir. "FATHER" gave the order. Not Raux'us."
RYQ-322: "...Fine- Just... Be quick about it..."
[...]
 	*THE MEDBAY'S MAIN DOORS OPENED, RYQUO-44 WALKED IN. HANDS CLASPED BEHIND HIS BACK. HIS EYES IMMEDIATELY LOCKED ONTO RYQUO-322.*
 KAN: "Evening, Lord-Marshal."
RYQ-44: "Three-two-two. You're alive."
RYQ-322: "No thanks to anyone in this room..."
[...]
RYQ-44: "Kana. Leave us, please."
KAN: "Aye sir... Just need to get this bandage secure..."
RYQ-44: "Do what you need to."
 	*RYQUO-322 WINCED AS THE LAST BANDAGE WENT TAUGHT.*
 KAN: "That should do it, Sirs."
RYQ-44: "Have a good evening, Kana."
KAN: "Thank you, Sir."
 	*KANA GAVE A FORMAL BOW, AND QUICKLY EXITED THROUGH THE MAIN DOORS.*
 RYQ-322: "Why are you here, Sibling?"
RYQ-44: "Just stopping by."
 	*THREE-TWO-TWO TURNED HIS HEAD AND GLARED AT FORTY-FOUR. HIS BURNED FACE DIDN'T LEAVE ANY EMOTION TO THE IMAGINATION, EVEN THROUGH THE BANDAGES.*
 RYQ-322: "Don't use the shared consciousness excuse. You're too clever for that."
RYQ-44: "How right you are, Sibling. Yet I will anyway."
[...]
RYQ-322: "Well?"
RYQ-44: "I saw the fires, the Vollons. I saw Hĵalmar Stronghold collapse around you. And despite all that, you are alive. How?"
[...]
RYQ-322: "I am alive... Because of Father."
 	*THERE WAS A MOMENT OF SILENCE, LONG AND TENSE...*
 RYQ-44: "...Come again?"
 	*THREE-TWO-TWO ROLLED ONTO HIS LEFT SIDE, HOLDING BACK PAINED GRUNTS AS HE FORCEFULLY PROPPED HIMSELF UP WITH THE STUB OF HIS ARM... HE PUSHED HIMSELF UPRIGHT, AND HOBBLED OFF THE OPERATING TABLE, BARELY ABLE TO STAND WITHOUT SUPPORTING HIS WEIGHT AGAINST THE TABLE'S SIDE...*
 	*THREE-TWO-TWO LOOKED UP AT FORTY-FOUR, EMBERS BURNING IN HIS EYES.*
 RYQ-322: "I am alive... Because Father wouldn't let me die."
[...]
RYQ-44: "Is that a figure of speech?"
RYQ-322: "...If only it were..."
 	*THREE-TWO-TWO STRAIGHTENED HIS BACK, SHARP PAINED BREATHS ESCAPING HIS LUNGS. WHAT REMAINED OF HIS ARM HELD MOST OF HIS WEIGHT TO THE OPERATING TABLE.*
 RYQ-44: "...The Wraith Project."
 	*THREE-TWO-TWO NODDED ONCE. HE SLOWLY PUSHED OFF THE OPERATING TABLE, SHAMBLING OVER TO FORTY-FOUR. PAINED EFFORT IN EVERY STEP.*
 RYQ-322: "Give me a suit."
 	*FORTY-FOUR RAISED AN EYEBROW.*
 RYQ-322: "Loose me against the Vollons."
 	*THREE-TWO-TWO STOPPED AN ARMS-LENGTH FROM FORTY-FOUR, STANDING AS TALL AS HIS BROKEN BODY WOULD ALLOW. EMBERS IN HIS EYES.*
 RYQ-322: "Put me in a Blackwight."