**Actionette** Autopsies for Dummies

Who: Those in The Spotted Duck.
Where: Mars, Spotted Duck
When: After Jay's post merging into the crash landing.
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Tara was bent over examining one of the Zombies. She had watched the
commotion with Phil and had decided that between Jay and Mk.9 she'd
only get shot if she interfered, so kept examining the body. Cutting
it open and looking inside with the handy med-cal kit she had with
her. The special one. With the needles and the scalpels.
"Maybe he liked my shoes" said Phil "I like my shoes..."
"Yes honey, they are very nice shoes. And it'd be really great if you
could move so they didn't get covered in any more blood, beer and
peanuts." Tara looked up and smiled at Phil. Phil and Efof squealed
like girls when they saw the pool of blood that had accumulated around
their feet.
"What are you doing Tara? I know you take your profession seriously,
but this is a little extreme." Jay said, moving back from Tara. Tara
looked around at him, and lifted the mask she was wearing.
"I had a hunch." She stated simply, looking down at the body then back
to Jay. "If you look, the anatomy is completely human. There is no
internal damage or trauma. The only signs that this person is any
different to you or I is that they were in a homicidal rage, their
mouth has been sewn closed. And I must say, with some of the finest
stitching I have ever seen in my life. That and there seems to have
been something cranial gone on. An operation or something, I can't
work out what without better equipment." The room fell silent.
"You just worked all that out from cutting it open?" Katrina asked.
"You mean it's human? Weirdest human I've ever seen." Efof chipped in.
"Look, I'm no genius, but I reckon that weirdo who tried to snatch my
pookie-bear may know something we don't. Why don't you boys try to
beat something out of him?" Tara smiled sweetly, but there was a hint
of something slightly psychotic behind her eyes as she turned back to
the dead zombie and the scalpels.
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OOC - Let's hunt some Igor! You gotta get the trapdoor open somehow
and start interrogating Igor. Once you've done that, I'll post him
cracking and telling you the next part of the plot. ;)
Oh, I'm going back to Uni on Saturday so my Internet time may be flaky
during the next week or two. You know, freshers week... getting
drunk... yadda yadda...