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As they closed the med bay doors, Dukk and Marr heard voices coming from the port twin cabin.
“What is this for? It looks to line up with the med line point at the back of your shoulders,” said one voice.
“And look at this attachment on the helmet,” said the other voice.
Dukk and Marr headed down the corridor and stopped at the open door of the cabin.
The two observers were standing in the middle of the cabin. Kimince was dressed in a colourful g-suit, not the standard issue blue that the crew wore.
Dukk made a gesture with his hand to Marr in a manner that suggested she should help.
“It is for the g-juice,” Marr offered causing the two observers to look up.
“G-Juice?”
“Medication to help you with launch and traversing. The system is tuned to your exact medical needs. It will inject you via the attachment at the appropriate time and will ensure you have a much more pleasant journey.”
“Oh, that’s sounds lovely,” came the reply in a high pitch and gleeful tone.
Dukk was already giddy from spending time with Marr. Now he had to control himself from laughing. He quickly turned his face away from the observers. Marr noticed his reaction and had to quickly turn her face too, as she struggled not to laugh along with him.
“Just as well they didn’t ask Bazzer,” whispered Dukk.
Composing themselves, they turned around.
“Wait, what are you two doing in this twin cabin. Wouldn’t you each want the bigger double cabins?” Dukk blurted out.
