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you wish to have my assistant dress you.” The doctor gave a smirk.
    “I think I can handle it doc.” Tarik  said.
    The doctor and Tilla left the room allowing Tarik  some privacy. “Again, this is not strange at all.” Tarik said to the empty room as he put on his assessment jumpsuit.
    As Tarik  left the room, he searched the medical offices for Tilla. He wanted to ask about the strange dynamic and to see if she possibly needed help. While looking through medical he saw no other patients, Tilla and the doctor also appeared to have left. With entire medical section empty, and no one else to ask, he decided he should just stay in his quarters until he knew more.
    Tarik took a horizontal pathway to the downward corkscrew according to his overlay. As he neared the doorway to the corkscrew he noticed a wall panel removed and a pair of feet sticking out of the wall. The feet dangling and the sounds of the unseen owner banging metal together within. As he got closer the body started to remove itself from the recess, a steady stream of curses flowing the entire time.
    “Come on you stupid piece of shit. Get the fuck  in there.” The voice belonged to a female. “Got ya! Ha! That’s right you dumb cocksucker, you won’t beat me ! ”
    The body wiggled the rest of the way from the hole until a smallish human  female stood before him. She had a tool belt around her waist, containing several devices Tarik  had no idea what purpose they could serve. She had auburn hair that had been pulled into a bun with the exception of a single strand that curved around her almond face, the tip of the strand touching her chin. A grease stain on her cheek helped to hide a patch of freckles. She wore dark coveralls and simple brown boots  that looked as if they had been drug through gravel. If she was surprised to see Tarik  standing there she did not show it.
    “Hey, give me a hand  with this panel will ya?” She grabbed one end of the wall panel and prepared to lift.
    Tarik grabbed the other and lifted his end off the floor. They swung around and put the bottom lip of the panel into a groove. Tarik held the panel steady as the woman removed a tool from her belt and secured the panel to the wall.
    “Rye told me we got a new military guy; I’m Daze by the way, what’s your name?” She asked.
    Shocked that Daze didn’t just call him Jimmy like everyone else he actually had to think what his name was “I’m Ji- I’m Tarik , nice to meet you.”
    Daze finished securing the panel and stood up to look Tarik  in the eyes. ”Yeah those military guys are weird calling new people Jimmy, like they expect you to blow yourself  up; they never give anyone the benefit of the doubt.” She smiled. “I guess they don’t want to be disappointed, some strange military trick or something, but what do I know, I’m just a grease monkey. Thanks for the help.”
    “Not a problem.” Tarik said.
    She stepped in close. “You're cute, don’t get killed and we’ll catch up later.” She kissed his cheek and started walking down the hallway. “You better get to your room soon; we’ll be making for orbit shortly.”
    Tarik admired the sway of her hips as she walked away. “Nope, nothing about this place is strange at all.” Tarik said to no one. “Why am I talking to myself again?” Tarik shrugged and entered the down corkscrew.
    As Tarik  entered his room, it seemed like the only familiar thing. Normally a loner he could see himself spending most of his time here. Because of the way the room had been set up it was hard to gauge  the size. The walkway looked to be three feet wide and eleven feet deep. To the right was a recess only a foot deep, Tarik  guessed this was to stock his gear on pop out hangers. A small closet at the end of the recess about two feet by two feet; had a biometric lock intended for personal effects. The bed measured eight feet long by four feet deep, situated in the middle of the left wall, raised about eighteen