The return of.........

[Eppy]

It tingled.

No, it tingled like hell.

Her eyes fluttered open as she flexed her slender, pale right hand. And it tingled. Everything tingled.

She stared up at a sterile, white ceiling. Her fingers-past that obnoxious tingling-felt linen, cloth. She turned her head as much as she could to the left (not very far) and saw the top of an IV pole; she was in a hospital, of that there was no doubt. She felt for the touchpad that, logically, should be off to the right side, and pressed what felt like an arrow-shaped stud. She pressed it gently-

"Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-uuuh."

Nope, definitely not. That would be the massager. She felt for another arrow. There.

The bed rose up about thirty degrees. The tingling was lessening; She could move her limbs more freely and turn her neck farther. She looked around; it was a cleanroom, with a large surface area and multiple machines placed all around it; she noticed several of them had quantum waveform displays, a gravimetric scanner was buzzing away in the corner; they were all showing readings slightly over normal. She looked towards the door-there were two large, burly Marines on the outside, both with heavy assault rifles.

She tried to speak. "N-nurse..." It wasn't loud-she felt like her voice hadn't been used in months-but the biosystems apparently caught it and alerted the staff, because three nurses and a grey-haired doctor came jogging through the door, decked out in filter-masks and gloves. Their hands coursed across her body and the monitors, checking the monitors and making sure she was stable. She glanced over at the biosystem analyzer.

March 18th, 817 A.S.

And then it hit her. She couldn't remember anything that had happened in the last six months.

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Quick comment - we thought that Panzer was the Leader, Swift. -Agmen

Which Dreadnought was that?

One of your nine.