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**Sombs** · 01-29-2020, 10:18 AM,

"Access to the ship's database is something I cannot grant you, for multiple reasons." At the same time, he was retrieving the PDA he had prepared from the pocket of his jacket. He made sure everyone was watching his move so it didn't look like he would draw a gun or something else. "You'll probably understand that, as allowing you access to anything there could possibly strain your diplomatic standing with your allies. That being said, I doubt Wild agents would write down anything that could jeopardize their covert status." He handed Agent Solandros the PDA. The crew roster was already active.

"Same goes for the crew roster, obviously, but I trust that you brought enough scan power to this location to confirm that there are exactly as many human life signatures on the Apahanta, or now on Corinth, as listed here. Any other life signature originates either from our pets - some fish, three cats, a pet frog and some critters held in the medical laboratory - or soil-based microbiome in the hydroponics. For all I know, even a lone incubus or hidden Wild agent can't hide from lifeform detectors."

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Now that they were infront of the construction, it was time to prove he was not infected. If things weren't rigged, nothing should go wrong. Nodding at Solandros and his men raising their weapons, he made his move to enter the detector's effective area. There was a slight feeling of nervousity, just originating from the possibility of them tricking him or anyone of his crew to be marked as infected. But then again, they had come this far already, and if the Order was here to fuck with them, they would have done so already, probably. They had the upper hand here, and it was okay this way. Taking a deep breath, Ezrael waited for the procedure to begin.

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