Ken’di was the only one that actually knew how to properly handle her load – as sleep pod transport had been her job once. Then again, Bridit and Baedar were not the most coordinated pair, lugging their pot along.
At least they didn’t chatter. No room for worry. Just get Alice to the Doctor.
The winding path gave way to the materials elevator – this was emergency enough – to the outer torus. And – well, even if Alice had seen the door to the waiting room, she wouldn’t have recognized it’s label, would she? It wasn’t “Emergency” – or the Red Cross or Red Crescent symbols that humans had agreed upon.
The three and two halves barged in.
The waiting room was … rather generic to human eyes. One wall was a mirror, and three rows of chairs behind that, facing alternate directions, with barely enough room for knees and walking between. And some Cable Food Show playing on a small tv mounted in the corner, muted.
Two people were already in the room –
[english pills, tin foil hat, Lainyng’s position & Alice’s mortality]
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