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<blockquote data-quote="Ladybird" data-source="post: 2818125" data-attributes="member: 10689"><p><strong>Episode 1: Closer to Fine. Part 9 - I Went to See the Doctor of Philosophy</strong></p><p></p><p>Joe sat uncomfortably on the edge of a chair in the waiting room of Pavlov State Medical University, a deep scowl wrinkling his face. </p><p></p><p>“I’m not a fan of hospitals either,” Kathleen offered gently, with a faint smile. Joe snorted, and turned away. On the other side of Kathleen, Hramov sat waiting with the stoic patience of someone who had grown up with Soviet-era lines. “So…your friend,” she ventured. “How’s his security clearance?”</p><p></p><p>“We have worked with him before,” Hramov said shortly, with a defensive lift of his chin. “He is not authorized to know what is <em>in</em> the things that we ask him to scan, but he is not worried about not knowing. And I will be with him at all times.”</p><p></p><p>The door to a back room opened, saving Hramov from any further awkwardness, and a balding man in a white coat stepped out. “Ah! Dr. Ivanov!” Hramov exclaimed. </p><p></p><p>Kathleen stood up, with a quick smile and a hand stretched out to shake Dr. Ivanov’s. “Hello,” she said, switching into Russian. “I’m Dr. Kathleen Fitzgerald, US Air Force. I’m very grateful that you’re letting us borrow your equipment.”</p><p></p><p>“You’re welcome, Doctor,” Ivanov replied. “We’ll run your…er…artifacts under our MRI, and see what we turn up.” He glanced uncertainly at Hramov, who nodded with his usual confidence. “I will explain the results,” Hramov declared.</p><p></p><p>Ivanov turned to lead the way into the back room, but Hramov lingered for a moment, turning back to Kathleen with a sharp stare, half accusing and half admiring. “You are a doctor? You never said that! I’m sorry I doubted you – I never knew - ”</p><p></p><p>“Oh, I’m not a medical doctor. I’ve got a PhD in computer science.” She grinned, hoping that Hramov couldn’t see the ironic edge in it. “But if calling yourself ‘Doctor’ is what it takes to get respect in some places, then that’s what I’ll do.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh,” was all that Hramov could answer to that.</p><p></p><p>The door closed behind Hramov, and Kathleen turned back to the others. <em>I know they’re not going to like this,</em> she thought, <em>but I really think we need to do it…</em> Sitting back down in her uncomfortable waiting-room chair, she began slowly, “So, it’s been a bit of a challenge working with Dr. Hramov. He’s been very protective of the artifacts we’ve found, and I’m not sure he’d be willing to let us have as much access to them as we’d need. Or even to take them home with us. But I don’t think he’s a security risk, just that he’s a little overly protective. So…” She took a deep breath and said all at once, “I think we should take Dr. Hramov back with us.”</p><p></p><p>And then she waited for the storm of protest…that didn’t come.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange">“That may be the wisest course of action,” </span>Orieth said. </p><p></p><p>Ked’rec nodded. “Indeed, my teacher often said that it was better to keep an enemy close at hand than to let him go far away.”</p><p></p><p>“Nobody’s saying he’s an enemy!” Kathleen protested. <em>Yet.</em> “I just think that we should have him with us. He’d probably be more willing to let us have access to everything we’ve found if he can be there to watch.” She smiled again, a little wryly. “Plus, I’ll probably be the one who will have to deal with him the most.”</p><p></p><p>Only Reinhart offered any resistance, and that was mostly in the form of worry. “Are you sure, ma’am? I wouldn’t want to trust him at my back…”</p><p></p><p>Kathleen shook her head. “He had you alone in the tunnels, and he had me alone last night with the notebook. If he wanted to hurt any of us, he could have done it then.”</p><p></p><p>She couldn’t hear Joe’s grumbled thought. <em>You mean we’re going to have to be on the same team with a Russkie?</em></p><p></p><p><span style="color: DarkOrange"><em>He will not technically be on the same team with us,</em></span> Orieth soothed. <span style="color: DarkOrange"><em>Besides, I thought that that term had become obsolete.</em></span></p><p></p><p>The door to the scanner room opened, and Hramov and Ivanov stepped out. SG-17 looked up expectantly. “It is definitely present,” Hramov said, with a significant glance towards them. Ivanov gave them a good-natured shrug. “That’s what he says.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ladybird, post: 2818125, member: 10689"] [b]Episode 1: Closer to Fine. Part 9 - I Went to See the Doctor of Philosophy[/b] Joe sat uncomfortably on the edge of a chair in the waiting room of Pavlov State Medical University, a deep scowl wrinkling his face. “I’m not a fan of hospitals either,” Kathleen offered gently, with a faint smile. Joe snorted, and turned away. On the other side of Kathleen, Hramov sat waiting with the stoic patience of someone who had grown up with Soviet-era lines. “So…your friend,” she ventured. “How’s his security clearance?” “We have worked with him before,” Hramov said shortly, with a defensive lift of his chin. “He is not authorized to know what is [I]in[/I] the things that we ask him to scan, but he is not worried about not knowing. And I will be with him at all times.” The door to a back room opened, saving Hramov from any further awkwardness, and a balding man in a white coat stepped out. “Ah! Dr. Ivanov!” Hramov exclaimed. Kathleen stood up, with a quick smile and a hand stretched out to shake Dr. Ivanov’s. “Hello,” she said, switching into Russian. “I’m Dr. Kathleen Fitzgerald, US Air Force. I’m very grateful that you’re letting us borrow your equipment.” “You’re welcome, Doctor,” Ivanov replied. “We’ll run your…er…artifacts under our MRI, and see what we turn up.” He glanced uncertainly at Hramov, who nodded with his usual confidence. “I will explain the results,” Hramov declared. Ivanov turned to lead the way into the back room, but Hramov lingered for a moment, turning back to Kathleen with a sharp stare, half accusing and half admiring. “You are a doctor? You never said that! I’m sorry I doubted you – I never knew - ” “Oh, I’m not a medical doctor. I’ve got a PhD in computer science.” She grinned, hoping that Hramov couldn’t see the ironic edge in it. “But if calling yourself ‘Doctor’ is what it takes to get respect in some places, then that’s what I’ll do.” “Oh,” was all that Hramov could answer to that. The door closed behind Hramov, and Kathleen turned back to the others. [I]I know they’re not going to like this,[/I] she thought, [I]but I really think we need to do it…[/I] Sitting back down in her uncomfortable waiting-room chair, she began slowly, “So, it’s been a bit of a challenge working with Dr. Hramov. He’s been very protective of the artifacts we’ve found, and I’m not sure he’d be willing to let us have as much access to them as we’d need. Or even to take them home with us. But I don’t think he’s a security risk, just that he’s a little overly protective. So…” She took a deep breath and said all at once, “I think we should take Dr. Hramov back with us.” And then she waited for the storm of protest…that didn’t come. [COLOR=DarkOrange]“That may be the wisest course of action,” [/COLOR]Orieth said. Ked’rec nodded. “Indeed, my teacher often said that it was better to keep an enemy close at hand than to let him go far away.” “Nobody’s saying he’s an enemy!” Kathleen protested. [I]Yet.[/I] “I just think that we should have him with us. He’d probably be more willing to let us have access to everything we’ve found if he can be there to watch.” She smiled again, a little wryly. “Plus, I’ll probably be the one who will have to deal with him the most.” Only Reinhart offered any resistance, and that was mostly in the form of worry. “Are you sure, ma’am? I wouldn’t want to trust him at my back…” Kathleen shook her head. “He had you alone in the tunnels, and he had me alone last night with the notebook. If he wanted to hurt any of us, he could have done it then.” She couldn’t hear Joe’s grumbled thought. [I]You mean we’re going to have to be on the same team with a Russkie?[/I] [COLOR=DarkOrange][I]He will not technically be on the same team with us,[/I][/COLOR] Orieth soothed. [COLOR=DarkOrange][I]Besides, I thought that that term had become obsolete.[/I][/COLOR] The door to the scanner room opened, and Hramov and Ivanov stepped out. SG-17 looked up expectantly. “It is definitely present,” Hramov said, with a significant glance towards them. Ivanov gave them a good-natured shrug. “That’s what he says.” [/QUOTE]
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