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[modelscientist.livejournal.com]

Mordin, after his reunion with his crewmates, those who remembered and those who didn't, had headed immediately for the scientific lab aboard Stacy. He was a scientist, after all, and he needed to be able to find someplace to do his work. He had been surprised by the extent of the facilities, and by their strange biological set up. Of course, he thought, shouldn't have been. Rest of the ship is biological in nature. The salarian had claimed himself a table by clearing away some of the other things laying around and was busily going over some of the data he had collected so far, including a few samples he had pulled from the plantsuit he had discarded as soon as he had found his armor. It was all quite fascinating, really. And everything he learned would put him one step closer to vengeance for all the lives the Ohm had so callously destroyed.

That whole universe destroying business bothered him, despite his fairly even outward demeanor. He was a doctor, after all. Sworn to help preserve life. Not that that stopped him from killing when it was needed, of course, but the wholesale destruction of entire galaxies bothered him. Even a little more so because of his own role in reducing a species to near extinction. But that wasn't relevant anymore, was it? They had more important things to focus on. And so Mordin returned to his scope, studying the plantsuit with interest.

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[fluffyapartheid.livejournal.com]

He wasn't the only person interested in the scientific lab. A small, many-legged creature had also found her way down to the lab. However, Zhiai'kahn was not here because of scholarly curiosity. No, while she may have had scientific schooling, she would never identify herself as a scientist. She was a gunsmith, first and foremost. She did not study the complexities of the universe, she built killing machines.

Still, she knew it would be useful to make herself familiar with the laboratories on the ship. She needed to know what kind of technology it had, and how she could make use of it.

That was the plan, at least, except the equipment was not built for someone of her size. She began to climb up a table, cursing as she did so, feeling embarrassed that she had was doing this in a place where people could see her.

[modelscientist.livejournal.com]

Mordin raised one eyebrow as he noticed the creature attempting to scale one of the tables and turned towards it. It was quite possible, he reasoned, that this was a crew member. Better to treat it as such first, to avoid embarrassing mix ups.

"Do you require assistance?"