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<blockquote data-quote="crazy_monkey1956" data-source="post: 4741910" data-attributes="member: 49514">R&amp;DJanice giggles, an oddly girlish noise coming from a middle aged, bookish woman, &quot;Oh, dear, I nearly forgot why I asked you up here.&nbsp; Most of your medical data from your physical will make its way into our eager little hands, especially your MRI.&nbsp; I can't wait to see that.&quot;She hands Connor something that looks like one of the mini-cellphones that attach to a person's ear.&quot;That is a cleverly disguised radiation monitor.&nbsp; We need you to wear it when you're out and about.&nbsp; It'll measure the amount of psionic radiation you're giving off.&quot;Nathan arrives in R&amp;D and sees Connor there, speaking to a middle aged, bookish looking woman who peeks around Connor to greet Nathan, &quot;Hi there.&nbsp; Can I help you?&nbsp; Oh, you're the MIT DARPA guy, right?&nbsp; Goody!&nbsp; Have a seat.&quot;She turns back to Connor, &quot;So, go get that physical whenever you're ready, ok?&quot;The Mess HallWilson shrugs, &quot;I'm just a tech.&nbsp; I press buttons and turn knobs when they tell me to.&quot;&nbsp; He chuckles a bit.&nbsp; &quot;Seriously, this is all something out of a bad 70s sci-fi movie.&nbsp; But, you know what, I don't complain.&quot;Another tech comes in and light-heartedly thwaps Wilson on the back of the head, &quot;Stop flirting with the exchange student.&quot;Wilson makes a playful grab for the other fellow but misses.&nbsp; He turns back to Amy, &quot;Don't mind Danny, he's the resident D&amp;D geek.&nbsp; Still lives in his mother's basement.&quot;Danny rolls his eyes, &quot;At least I don't use top secret government computers to play WoW, jack***.&quot;MedicalOne of the med techs smiles as Howie enters, &quot;Welcome Mr. Blaise.&nbsp; Don't worry, this won't take long.&quot;After an hour of tests and blood samples, Howie gets a clean bill of health.As Howie is getting dressed, the doctor steps into the exam room and closes the door, &quot;Good afternoon, Howie.&nbsp; Just wanted to let you know that you have an abnormal test result.&nbsp; Nothing too concerning, it doesn't pose a health risk or anything.&nbsp; Its just that, you're body is about two years older than it ought to be.&quot;Miami Valley Hospital, Dayton, OhioMax, accompanied by his father, is taken to the area's largest hospital.&nbsp; Harvey is quiet, uncomfortable with the thought of losing his only son.Another round of tests ensues at the hospital.&nbsp; A couple of hours later, a doctor comes in to the hospital room as Max is lying on the bed and Harvey is sitting in the corner staring out the window.&nbsp; The doctor smiles, &quot;Well, I have some good news.&nbsp; It looks like we got a false positive.&nbsp; You're perfectly healthy.&quot;Harvey jumps up, &quot;Hot damn, I knew it!&quot;&nbsp; He and the doctor exit the room to let Max get dressed.As Max is buttoning up his shirt, the door opens again and closes.&nbsp; A man in a black trenchcoat, scruffy and unshaven, is standing there, &quot;Hey, Max.&nbsp; Sorry about the drama, but I had to get you alone so I had my friend on the inside fake your test results.&nbsp; You and I need to talk.&nbsp; I'm Thomas Morgan.&nbsp; And you have a spy in your little top secret facility.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="crazy_monkey1956, post: 4741910, member: 49514"] [B]R&D[/B] Janice giggles, an oddly girlish noise coming from a middle aged, bookish woman, "Oh, dear, I nearly forgot why I asked you up here. Most of your medical data from your physical will make its way into our eager little hands, especially your MRI. I can't wait to see that." She hands Connor something that looks like one of the mini-cellphones that attach to a person's ear. "That is a cleverly disguised radiation monitor. We need you to wear it when you're out and about. It'll measure the amount of psionic radiation you're giving off." Nathan arrives in R&D and sees Connor there, speaking to a middle aged, bookish looking woman who peeks around Connor to greet Nathan, "Hi there. Can I help you? Oh, you're the MIT DARPA guy, right? Goody! Have a seat." She turns back to Connor, "So, go get that physical whenever you're ready, ok?" [B]The Mess Hall[/B] Wilson shrugs, "I'm just a tech. I press buttons and turn knobs when they tell me to." He chuckles a bit. "Seriously, this is all something out of a bad 70s sci-fi movie. But, you know what, I don't complain." Another tech comes in and light-heartedly thwaps Wilson on the back of the head, "Stop flirting with the exchange student." Wilson makes a playful grab for the other fellow but misses. He turns back to Amy, "Don't mind Danny, he's the resident D&D geek. Still lives in his mother's basement." Danny rolls his eyes, "At least I don't use top secret government computers to play WoW, jack***." [B]Medical[/B] One of the med techs smiles as Howie enters, "Welcome Mr. Blaise. Don't worry, this won't take long." After an hour of tests and blood samples, Howie gets a clean bill of health. As Howie is getting dressed, the doctor steps into the exam room and closes the door, "Good afternoon, Howie. Just wanted to let you know that you have an abnormal test result. Nothing too concerning, it doesn't pose a health risk or anything. Its just that, you're body is about two years older than it ought to be." [B]Miami Valley Hospital, Dayton, Ohio[/B] Max, accompanied by his father, is taken to the area's largest hospital. Harvey is quiet, uncomfortable with the thought of losing his only son. Another round of tests ensues at the hospital. A couple of hours later, a doctor comes in to the hospital room as Max is lying on the bed and Harvey is sitting in the corner staring out the window. The doctor smiles, "Well, I have some good news. It looks like we got a false positive. You're perfectly healthy." Harvey jumps up, "Hot damn, I knew it!" He and the doctor exit the room to let Max get dressed. As Max is buttoning up his shirt, the door opens again and closes. A man in a black trenchcoat, scruffy and unshaven, is standing there, "Hey, Max. Sorry about the drama, but I had to get you alone so I had my friend on the inside fake your test results. You and I need to talk. I'm Thomas Morgan. And you have a spy in your little top secret facility." [/QUOTE]

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