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<div><span style="font-size: 15px;">Mission: A Cure Delayed</span><br style="font-size: 15px;">
<span style="font-size: 15px;">Day: 13</span><br style="font-size: 15px;">
<span style="font-size: 15px;">Stardate: 2445.10.30</span></div>
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<div><font face="Calibri"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">(Vulcan - ShiKahr – Nivar Institute– Neural Treatment Room 2- CTO Ensign T'Mur – 0930)</span></font></div>
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<div><font face="Calibri,sans-serif" style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">T</span></font><span style="font-family: Calibri; white-space: pre-wrap;">’</span><font face="Calibri,sans-serif"><font face="Calibri"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Mur
blinked her eyes as she felt </span></font><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">herself return to
</span></font><font face="Calibri,sans-serif"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">consciousness. Her body tingled from the after affects of the stasis fields. Her vision was still a little blurry. She lay still making the universe stop spinning in her head,
focusing on the </span></font><font face="Calibri,sans-serif"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">ceiling to get a clear picture of it.</span></font></div>
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<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">"Good morning Ms. T'Mur. How are you feeling? We are going to keep you under observation for a couple of hours while you get your equilibrium and strength back. Once we are satisfied you will be discharged.
Any questions for myself or Doctor Solice?"</div>
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<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">The words initially did not make sense. However by the time Dr. Tate had gotten through with “How are you feeling” T’Mur was able to focus on the sounds and put the sentences together. </div>
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<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">“Good morning?” T’Mur replied. “How long was I..”</div>
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<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">(reply Sekal)</div>
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<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">“Really, and I am…”</div>
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<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">(reply Tate)</div>
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<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">She closed her eyes to monitor her body to find the familiar… inconsistencies of her affliction, not finding them. She opened her eyes and lifted her hands noting that she did not have to concentrate
on them to stop the shaking.</div>
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<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">“Remarkable,” she said calmly. ‘I seem to be fully in control of myself.”</div>
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<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">(reply any)</div>
<div dir="auto" style="font-family: -webkit-standard;">(posted by Al Muir)</div>
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