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Professor Taverner looks down at the bloodied body on the floor. Terrible. It is the first time he sees a dead human being.
And also, he seems to be a Company man, according to the Tri-Plan logo of the cap.

Then, they hear the gurgling.

Is he a-alive? Jason gasps.

On the deck-

Mario forgets about the corpse on the floor, there's nothing he can do about that and most probably all the questions will be answered on that briefing so he doesn't want to be late.

Once in the deck he notices the cold windy atmosphere outside, and, as he aproaches the man in the wool hat he starts to think that he doesn't really know what to say. Really, he's here for receiving some info, not to provide it, so he just remains serious and stands in front of him, saying nothing.

Peter kneels besides the body, looking for a carotid pulse, but the gurgling sound is a hopeful one.

If he gets a pulse, looks quickly to the wound that may have caused all that blood, at the same time beginning to bark orders over his shoulder, without bothering to look: somebody call for a medkit, on the double! I want Security here in a minute! You (pointing to Helena), please try to find towels (even paper ones) to staunch the wound.

If not, he sighs and says, as to himself: He's dead, Jim.

Oh My God! I said when I watched the corpse and my hand covered my mouth while my eyes opens widely. It is not my first time watching a dead (?) corpse but I never get used to that.

The doctor's screaming brought me back into reality and then I moved fast to the toilets trying to find a clean towel or paper and fresh water. I rushed and returned back with the requested items just a few seconds later.

I watched the cap with the TriPlan logo. There is not so much TriPlan staff at this base. Professor Taverner should be one. The sergeant Chard should be other. Who else? And my mind starts to have some suspicious thoughts.

Please, check his nameplate. I said with a tiny voice.

Who does not want us to starts this mission?

Mario leaves the bar with a nod to the others. Up on the deck the man says, "Welcome Gusmão, I´m Chard. We should await the others." From the south comes a double rotor helicopter. It´s a minute out and the fopping can´t be heard over the wind. It´s searchlights pan left and right as it flies right at their position.

Chard defies the wind and manages to light a cigar.

In the restroom-

While Peter examines what causes the blood pool, he finds a knife embedded in the man´s throat. Pulling it out would kill him instantly. The gurgling comes from the shredded vocal cords. The man is slowly suffocating in his own blood.

From her position Helena can see that the man has no name tag.

Peter gets a handful of paper towels proffered by Taverner. He presses it against the wound and looks the dying man in the eyes. The man´s pulse is getting weaker and weaker.

In the bar-

McArthur watches Mario leave the bar. He gets up and informs his new friends of the message he received. "Chard is up on deck. We should get up there. We should get the others from the restroom. It seems we´re leaving!" He gestures to Dimitri and Vasqez to get a move on.

"BISHOP! TAKE OFF ASAP!" McArthur shoves his way through the people gathering at the rest room.

"Nothing to see here! Scuse me! Move along!"

He gets to the rest room and sees Bishop do his best to save the poor soul.

"Guys, we´ve been summoned up top...This may be a divertion."

Dannii is looking at the others leaving. First Gusmão, the security specialist leaves, then they all shall leave. What is this? She gets up and looks at Dimitri and Vasqez with bewildered eyes. Is there someone wounded in the restroom? 

Danni stand up from the table when there is not anyone else there. She walk slowly to the restroom but then one of his partners abruptly start talking about the meeting was moved to the deck. She then turned back in her footsteps casting curios glznce backwards.

- On the deck? hmmm He could even bother to take a look down here for us.

Guys, we´ve been summoned up top...This may be a divertion.

These are the exact words of MacArthur, and Taverner stares at him, furious.

A divertion?! This man is going to die if the doctor goes away! We need help!

Then, he leaves the restroom and enters again in the bar, where he shouts to the bartender.
There´s a man badly injured in the restroom! Call the medical services and the military police!
NOW!!

As Taverner steps out of the restroom the two bouncers push past him to investigate. The bartender gets on an intracom and calls for aid. None of the patrons seem to be a doctor. Quite a few of them start to leave the bar when Jason shouts for the MP.

Peter pulls slowly the knife from the wound carefully avoiding to damage the blood vessel and immediately obturates the wound. This will gain precious time to get medical supplies and clamp the vessel.

All rigth, this will do the trick... for now, says Peter to the onlookers. Here, Taverner, keep the pressure while I move him a bit to clear his air intake.

Cita:

Whoever thought of this as a diversion sure has a mean sense of humour, he comments while cleaning his hands.

From the area outside the bar a handful of security personnel and two medics arrive to the bar. Bishop is drying his hands while Taverner keeps pressure on the wound. The unidentified man, probably from Tri-Plan Enterprises is stable, but in critical condition.

Helena moves away from the door to let the medics inside to start work on the badly wounded man. "What´s his name?" The first medic asks as he takes over to treat the jugular wound of the man. "Don´t worry, sir. We´re going to fix you." He says soothingly to the man. The other medic administers a clear drug to the neck of the patient. A black box with tubes is fastened to the chest of the patient. One tube is secured to the nose while another is inserted in the wound and secured with an instrument that fixates the neck.

The first medic cracks two packs of freezing gel packs and says, "This will feel odd, sir. Your breathing will be enhanced by the breathalizer, here. He pushes another drug, this time in his arm. Then he puts the gel packs at both sides of the neck and secures them with gauze. While he is treated the other medic checks the patient´s pockets finding nothing. "No papers, who is this man?"

A stretcher the second medic had carried there is slid under the patient and he´s fastened to it with straps. "Thanks for the work here, guys. You most likely saved this man´s life." 

In a mic he reports, "LeGrange here! A John Doe, arriving in three minutes with a neck injury. Prepare the bay and load the hibernation berth.

McArthur stops the security personnel, "Shane McArthur, UNSFV sec-spec. We have an attempted murder here. Me and my colleagues are on our way to a briefing on the deck. You can reach me at this number, should you need further information." The security officer in charge of the patrol takes McArthur´s card and nods at him. "Move on, sir. We´ll investigate this and will get back to you. We just need to scan your personnel to know who has left the crime site." He produces a hand held scanner and scans McArthur´s wrist. The device makes a beep and the SOIC looks for someone to be part of McArthur´s team.

Frye, Molotov and Vasqez are on their way to follow McArthur as he´s stopped by the security patrol.

Bishop, Taverner and Zajic are still in the restroom with the medics and the victim.

LeGrange questions McArthur as his scan is done. "What happened here? What can you tell us?"

On the deck-

Gusmão watches as the helicopter touches down on the helipad some twenty meters away from his and Chard´s position. "We should get inside...This weather is not getting better. A storm is on the way, I heard when I left the command center." He flings the cigar overboard and moves towards the helicopter still with both rotors spinning. The lights are still on creating two pools of stark light, creating an illusion of total darkness around the metal bird. Three spheres set in an triangle pattern adorn the side of the chopper.

Peter walks up to the head medic and reports tersely: caucasian male, razor-like wound at the neck, lost about a liter of blood when I arrived and was suffocating. Stabilized the wound by applying pressure, and moved him slightly to improve ventilation. You better begin perfunding with saline right now until hemostatically stable and then add 2 units of plasma even before clamping the vessel to avoid him shocking on you.

Then, he relaxes somewaht and says: all yours now. After what he leaves the restroom in time to present his wrist to the security man.

The two women outside the restroom gawk at the medics as they carry the man in need of an ICU past the patrons of the Waterfront. When Peter reaches the SOIC, the officer scans him and looks at McArthur for confirmation. McArthur stays at his side and ushers his newly acquired team mates pass through the scanning process.

Passing the screening process, every member of the team gets logged as UNSFV-personnel. Except Gusmão who remains off the radar from the security patrol.

At the lift in the main corridor leading from the Waterfront bar to the other facilities of the base a plaque is fitted above the air lock shielding the interior of the base from the relative outside of the lift area.

Waiting by the air lock, Peter sees the crowd of troublemakers from the bar enter the PX.

I would like to ask the ladies who entered into the cantine and warned us about a wounded man by the restroom, or check where is some witness in the area but I do not find there is time enough. Sgt. Chard awaits in the deck, so we should move.

Well done. I said to doctor Bishop and Prof. Taverner when they finished their work and all we moved to the security scan.

I looked back again towards the restroom before offering my wrist to the security staff. I watched the injuried man again. Doctor Bishop and Professor Taverner saved his life, and now he is under medical care. I would like to know who is this man and what happened. But that is not my business... I guess that is not my business... Or am I wrong? I can not help thinking that this man was attacked because he belonged to Tri Plan Staff.

Gusmão just says:

- Aye, aye Sir.

And follows the man on the grey wool hat wherever he's going.

The girl waits for the rest of the crew to set off to the deck. She looks around and cannot hide that it is a little nervous about all things that happend tonigth. It is really strange that an officer doesn't attend the exact place of a meeting, and more strange if you think about that poor devil that almost die a minutes ago.

- So you guys, we move to the deck?- she say with her sweet voice in a casual tone, despite she is still deep in her thoughts - ¿do you notice something about that incident? I meant... i was thjinking that maybe that was a figth, but it seems that we miss the second figther... uh?

With this casual chat she star walking to the new meeting point.

Peter follows the group to the deck, and comments to Dannii: well, there wasn't much of a fight. Someone slit this guy's throat but there were no defensive wounds in armas or hands, so probably was attacked by surprise.