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Rodin woke in another medi-bay. The machine by his head was different, and there was a coppery aroma in the air, but otherwise everything was the same.
His body still tingled. For Rodin to pass out like that, he knew the supervisor must have set his stun-stick to high power. Either new to the job, or saw Rodin as a threat.
He turned his head, saw a blinking light on the machine, then the clip on his finger. So, pulse reader, connected to the machine—and that would be set to an alert.
He sat up, facing the curtain before it opened. The meditech Ellya stepped through.
“Back so soon?” She consulted her screen and then the machine. “Any pain?” She didn’t even glance at Rodin.
“Residual tingling,” he said. “Nothing else.” That raised her eyebrows. “Not the first time I’ve bee
