FRAWD Investigators: Mayhem on Mar Sara | Scene 18

Lilly approaches the clinic, arms full of zerg larva. Sam Aran, still in his huge firebat suit, is sitting on the ground, fiddling with the bomb. Realizing now the somewhat dubious nature of her decision to bring the creature back with her, Lilly gives the firebat a wide berth.

“What have you got there, Lilly?” Imogen asks as Lilly joins her outside the clinic.

“It’s a zerg larva, but look!” Lilly says, layering on some excitement. “It’s got this thing on its head! They’re pretty harmless until they turn into something. He’s pretty chill now that I’m off the creep.” She gets a vibe of safety from the larva. “A couple of the zerglings were trying to take this thing off his head, so I thought I should bring him back.” If she can get Imogen interested in the tech, Lilly figures she will face fewer probing questions about what her real motives were in grabbing the larva.

Imogen has heard that these larva can transform into any type of zerg, like a caterpillar into a butterfly. Until that happens though, they are no threat. She looks more closely at the device embedded in the creature’s head. There is some kind of antenna attached to it, but whether it is for monitoring or for control, she cannot tell. Nor has she ever seen the three-headed dog logo. “I don’t know what this is, but that there’s technology attached to one of these suggests to me that there are some terrans around here who do know about these zergs. Or else this zerg thing escaped from some terrans. Certainly, someone’s been messing around with zergs.”

Imogen updates Lilly on her progress getting assistance from Rory and, through him, the Dominion. In turn, Lilly tells Imogen about the choke point she saw and then asks if there is time for the doctor to take a look at the larva. That is when Imogen notices Lilly’s new injuries. “And your leg!” she exclaims.

“Oh, yeah and my leg too,” Lilly says nonchalantly.

“Aye, I think there’s time for that. You just might want to make sure she lets you keep it.”

“I don’t want to keep the zerg, but—”

“I meant your leg.”

They head inside, where a dozen or so people are getting ready for evacuation. The receptionist is appalled to see a zerg larva inside the clinic. Lilly assures her he is perfectly safe right now, since he has not transformed into anything. She is not calmed but does go get Maria at Lilly’s request.

As she enters the room, Maria is toweling off her hands and muttering. “You cut a foot off, you put it right back on. What have you accomplished at the end of the day?” she asks herself wearily. Then she sees what Lilly is holding. “What have you got there?”

“Look, doc! Check this out!” Lilly says. “He’s got some tech on his head.” Concentrate on the tech, not the zerg, Lilly thinks at Maria. Imogen, however, points out that the larva is evidence of the nearby zerg infestation. “I found a couple zerglings that were trying to pull it off his head,” Lilly continues, bringing the focus back to the device. “Can you tell what it is?”

Maria’s opinion is that the device can receive and send signals. She suggests that with the right communications equipment, one might even be able to see what the zerg is seeing or send pain signals to try to control it. She is far from an expert in this field, but she knows someone who lives much farther out in the wastes who is. Maria gives them directions to where the woman lives, providing landmarks along the way. “I don’t know her name. She’s some kind of hermit. She used to be part of the Confederate administration here before the planet was purified, and now she’s moved back. She definitely knows a lot about zerg.” Lilly and Imogen thank her for the lead and then leave Maria to complete her evacuation plans.