Changed Circle
Babylon 5 Year One
by Warringer
Chapter Thirty Five
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"Well, shit."
"Houston, we got a problem."
"Maybe we shouldn't have followed those requests of the Vorlons."
Garibaldi and Rommel nodded at Cortana, while Ryan used his cell phone to call for an Ambulance and Redhorse and Sheridan ran towards the limb form of the Vorlon Ammbassador. They had just entered the private docking bay where the Vorlon transport of the Ambassador had landed.
"What about the security cameras?" Garibaldi asked and looked at Cortana, who had taken over the duty of the Stations AI.
The Avatar with the holograms floating around her shook her head.
"The Vorlons requested to remove any surveillance device from their Ambassadors Docking Bay and quarters."
Garibaldi frowned and walked towards the place where Redhorse and Sheridan were trying to open the Ambassadors encounter suit without much success. He closed his eyes for a few moments and breathed in and out a few times. Than the frown deepened.
"What would Jeff want here?" he asked no one in particular before reaching for his own cell phone. "Mitch? Yes, I need the CSI in Ambassadorial Bay Zero Three. - We got a situation down here."
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Axel narrowed his eyes as he walked through a part of Down Below that was close to the Ambassadorial Docking Area. The number of aliens in this part of the Station was larger than elsewhere.
This area was some kind of market. Everywhere he looked he could see something strange to him. Smells also were strange and he couldn't work out how many different new smells he noticed.
Than he stopped. There was a sudden strong smell of fuel and a man in Navy uniform made his way through the crowd down here. For a few moments he looked as the man stumbled past him and he could sense a faint smell of cocaine.
Than he remembered the man. Major Sinclair, the CAG of Babylon 5. But something was off here.
Axel decided that he needed to follow him, but after a few meters the crowd got thicker and than Sinclair simply disappeared. His scent disappeared also, even the faint scent of cocaine.
"Damn it," he growled and made his way back to one of the elevators.
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"How is he?" Redhorse asked and looked at Dr. Franklin.
"Hell if I knew," Franklin said," none of our medical sensors are managing to get through this suit. And you know that the Vorlons didn't want us to remove the suit."
He sighed and looked over to one of his assistants. Force fields in the room where holding another atmosphere around the limb encounter suit of the Vorlon.
"We are trying to set up some military grade sensors for this, but I doubt that we get more with that."
"Any idea why?"
Franklin glanced over to Redhorse.
"I'm a doctor, not a quantum physicist."
Redhorse shook his head and smiled a little.
"I bet you waited to say that."
"All my life."
"So," Redhorse asked serious again," Any idea what happened?"
"Well, we found a very small hole in the suit. Looks like someone injected a toxin into the atmosphere of the suit, effectively poisoning the Ambassador."
Redhorse looked over to the encounter suit.
"We are currently trying to analyze the remains in the toxin we found in the hole. But we have a few problems. We may find out what it was, but it will be hell to find an anti-toxin for it. We know nothing about the Vorlons metabolism."
"So we got nothing, aside from a dying Vorlon in the med station."
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Rommel didn't really know what to think or do. Sure he was an AI and could fall back onto the computing power of the Lexington, but this was something that he couldn't run through his numerous quantum processors. So he did the only thing that he knew would bring him at least something.
He ran. He ran away from a flock of female Minbari who were after him. Or rather his imagined genetic material. This was one of the instances where he knew that it was a bad idea to enter the Minbari part of the station in his human avatar. Next time he would use his Fennek avatar.
As he continued to run towards the military docking ports he could hear the screams of the female Minbari Warriors and was glad that he turned off his translation subroutines, while wondering just how much stamina they had.
Somewhere in the back of his subroutines he knew that they wondered the same about him.