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Mission: Exogenesis<br>
Day: 4<br>
Stardate: 2446.06.04<br>
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Gregory tossed and turned on the medical bed. He heard snippets of conversations but it didn't make any sense. He slept some more and woke up because he was very thirsty.
Getting out of the bed, he blinked a few times before realizing that there were a lot of people on the flight deck. It was noisy, so he decided to find someplace else quiet. Wandering to the latch connecting the Hillary and Pasteur, he headed to the other ship. It was quiet there, so he went to the flight deck and ordered a large cup of water and some hot tea.
Taking his beverages, he moved to sit at the science station. As he sipped his tea, he played around with the controls and scanners, trying to get a better picture of what was going on.
As he switched the scanners into a swept-tuned mode, and started fiddling with the gain. Suddenly, there was a blip. Something in a frequency that shouldn't be there. It wasn't possible that he was picking up both beta waves, around 21 Hz, and theta waves at 4 Hz. He began a series of calculations, which hurt his brain before he tapped his badge, "Gregory to Lieutenant Pex and Ensign Khatri, please meet me on the ..." he pauses. "Err... the Hillary flight deck. I need your opinions on something that just popped up on the scanners."
He finished the transmission and turned to look at the scanners again. What he had seen was gone. Maybe he was hallucinating. His head did still hurt, and his hand was starting to bother him again. Looking it it, the red blotches were looking angry. He better tell the doctor, but she'd just confine him to bed again, but unless Aggie was there, he wasn't really in the mood to lay down.
(reply Pex, Khatri)
(Posted by Tim)
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