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> "Identify yourselves," she said crisply.
> > The Vulcan woman raised and eyebrow and cocked her head. It was not the > reception she expected. "I am Dr. T'Mel, and this is Dr. Pryce. We were > under > the impression that there was an accident here and that medical assistance > had been requested." > > Pryce stood a little behind T'Mel and took out his medical tricorder. It > was clear he figured he could start the examination while things were being > sorted out. The human's move did two things that made Wilson lower her weapon. First, she did not think a terrorist's first concern would be to provide medical treatment. Secondly, she was now able to see T'Mel fully, which she had not been able to do earlier. Lowering her hand, but not putting the phaser down, she replied, "Sorry, Doc, but somebody told our attackers we were coming. I'm not going to be but so trusting until I know just who that was." T'Mel nodded her head. "That is understandable, Commander. If it would be all right, we could start treatment," she said as she indicated Wilson's arm, which was clearly injured. (Wilson?)
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