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Traveller T20: Tales of the Bray Keaven [Updated 12-20-05]
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<blockquote data-quote="Shadowdancer" data-source="post: 1424289" data-attributes="member: 515"><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Shortly after the ship lands, Dr. Talbek pulls Martha to the sick bay. He asks her to sit down and calmly proceeds to question her: "Martha, how are you feeling? How are your dreams?" He listens intently to her response.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Doc, I’m doing fine." She looks exhausted to his trained medical eye. "I really don’t need any of those damned sleeping pills. I tried one night before last, and even though I slept, I didn’t get any more rest out of it. So I didn’t take any more." She carefully avoids answering the second question.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Saro nods appreciatively. "Perhaps some warm milk? That always does the trick for me.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"My suspicion is that the dreams are not related to the virus. I feel it’s likely that they are due to the star pollen residues. Maybe we could look for trace amounts in your bloodstream, just to make sure?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Martha looks away. "Yeah, OK, Doc, whatever you want to do. That isn’t the reason why I’m . . . Well, anyway. I’m getting through this, and I can take care of it all later. Trust me, I can handle it."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I know you can. I’m just worried and I want to consider all possibilities. It wouldn’t do us any good if we lost our best engineer, now would it?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">The surgeon opens up his laptop and fires up the holodisplay. "There is something else on my mind. Martha, I would like to do some testing on you. I know that maybe you were not exposed, but then again you might have been. This is not to alarm you. I believe you are in no danger, but maybe the key to diagnose and even treat this nasty virus could be in you. Let me explain.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"There are people who by genetic variation are immune to certain organisms. Within their genes lies the right code combination to create a specific antibody against the pathogen and as such clear it out of the system. I would like to separate your antibodies and plasma cells, and identify all of them. If we find some that are unknown we could do a proteomic assay and look for specificity. If they match, then I’ll bet we've got our treatment. Would you be willing to try that?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Weary of the questions, Martha sighs. "Sure, Doc, do what you need to." She starts rolling up her sleeve. "Let’s get this over with, so that I can get back to work." She seems obviously put out, probably exasperated by the irritation due to her lack of good sleep of late.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I know you must be very tired. This won’t take long at all. Then we can start thinking about how to get rid of this virus and after that, vacation. Wouldn’t that be nice?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Saro proceeds to draw four tubes of blood, being careful to make it as painless as possible. He uses all the tricks that he knows, from false counts to touching the forearm before the needle strikes.</span></span></p><p> </p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">-----</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Swann waits until the Doc finishes drawing the necessary blood samples from Martha, and she finishes discussing the decon showers with him, Darishun, and Ian.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Martha, I know you are very busy, but I was wondering if I could talk with you briefly? The Captain wants us to check out any possible damage to the ship from our little laser exchange with the cutters back in orbit. I figure you’ve got your hands full with other tasks, so why don’t I take that on, unless you have the time to help."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"No," she says, more gruffly perhaps than she means to, then quickly recovers. "I mean, I can make some time. It’s the ship, after all, and perhaps our only way out of here in an emergency. Let’s run some quick diagnostics, and then we’ll know whether we need to dedicate some time to making the necessary repairs." If anyone is going to be messing with her ship, Martha feels she needs to be involved.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I don’t remember the ship getting hit during combat," Swann says, "but I was busy concentrating on other things and might not have noticed. Did you notice anything? Do any of your instruments indicate any damage or any unusual readings?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"As I was monitoring, I didn’t notice anything. However, it wouldn’t hurt to run a Level One Diagnostic, at any rate."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I’m going to an inspection outside, while we have daylight, and then work my way inside."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I’ll join you shortly, then, once the tests have run."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Once the discussion with Martha is over, Swann grabs a tool belt and puts it on, equipping it with some basic, general use tools, in particular a flashlight. He then goes to the ship's locker and retrieves his auto pistol and a couple of spare ammo clips. He attaches the pistol’s holster to the tool belt. He then grabs a respirator mask and heads outside to start inspecting the ship for damage.</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shadowdancer, post: 1424289, member: 515"] [font=Verdana][size=2]Shortly after the ship lands, Dr. Talbek pulls Martha to the sick bay. He asks her to sit down and calmly proceeds to question her: "Martha, how are you feeling? How are your dreams?" He listens intently to her response. [/size][/font][font=Verdana][size=2]"Doc, I’m doing fine." She looks exhausted to his trained medical eye. "I really don’t need any of those damned sleeping pills. I tried one night before last, and even though I slept, I didn’t get any more rest out of it. So I didn’t take any more." She carefully avoids answering the second question.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Saro nods appreciatively. "Perhaps some warm milk? That always does the trick for me.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"My suspicion is that the dreams are not related to the virus. I feel it’s likely that they are due to the star pollen residues. Maybe we could look for trace amounts in your bloodstream, just to make sure?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Martha looks away. "Yeah, OK, Doc, whatever you want to do. That isn’t the reason why I’m . . . Well, anyway. I’m getting through this, and I can take care of it all later. Trust me, I can handle it."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"I know you can. I’m just worried and I want to consider all possibilities. It wouldn’t do us any good if we lost our best engineer, now would it?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]The surgeon opens up his laptop and fires up the holodisplay. "There is something else on my mind. Martha, I would like to do some testing on you. I know that maybe you were not exposed, but then again you might have been. This is not to alarm you. I believe you are in no danger, but maybe the key to diagnose and even treat this nasty virus could be in you. Let me explain.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"There are people who by genetic variation are immune to certain organisms. Within their genes lies the right code combination to create a specific antibody against the pathogen and as such clear it out of the system. I would like to separate your antibodies and plasma cells, and identify all of them. If we find some that are unknown we could do a proteomic assay and look for specificity. If they match, then I’ll bet we've got our treatment. Would you be willing to try that?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Weary of the questions, Martha sighs. "Sure, Doc, do what you need to." She starts rolling up her sleeve. "Let’s get this over with, so that I can get back to work." She seems obviously put out, probably exasperated by the irritation due to her lack of good sleep of late.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"I know you must be very tired. This won’t take long at all. Then we can start thinking about how to get rid of this virus and after that, vacation. Wouldn’t that be nice?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Saro proceeds to draw four tubes of blood, being careful to make it as painless as possible. He uses all the tricks that he knows, from false counts to touching the forearm before the needle strikes.[/size][/font] [center][font=Verdana][size=2]-----[/size][/font][/center] [font=Verdana][size=2]Swann waits until the Doc finishes drawing the necessary blood samples from Martha, and she finishes discussing the decon showers with him, Darishun, and Ian.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Martha, I know you are very busy, but I was wondering if I could talk with you briefly? The Captain wants us to check out any possible damage to the ship from our little laser exchange with the cutters back in orbit. I figure you’ve got your hands full with other tasks, so why don’t I take that on, unless you have the time to help."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"No," she says, more gruffly perhaps than she means to, then quickly recovers. "I mean, I can make some time. It’s the ship, after all, and perhaps our only way out of here in an emergency. Let’s run some quick diagnostics, and then we’ll know whether we need to dedicate some time to making the necessary repairs." If anyone is going to be messing with her ship, Martha feels she needs to be involved.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"I don’t remember the ship getting hit during combat," Swann says, "but I was busy concentrating on other things and might not have noticed. Did you notice anything? Do any of your instruments indicate any damage or any unusual readings?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"As I was monitoring, I didn’t notice anything. However, it wouldn’t hurt to run a Level One Diagnostic, at any rate."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"I’m going to an inspection outside, while we have daylight, and then work my way inside."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"I’ll join you shortly, then, once the tests have run."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Once the discussion with Martha is over, Swann grabs a tool belt and puts it on, equipping it with some basic, general use tools, in particular a flashlight. He then goes to the ship's locker and retrieves his auto pistol and a couple of spare ammo clips. He attaches the pistol’s holster to the tool belt. He then grabs a respirator mask and heads outside to start inspecting the ship for damage.[/size][/font] [/QUOTE]
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