ILLUMINARRPG: (5-1438) CSRD - Lt Bohb

[Al Muir]

Mission: Exogenesis

Day: 5

Stardate: 2446.06.045


(USS Iluminar - Deck 10 - Shuttlebay - CSRD  -  Lt  Bohb - 1438)


Bohb and William had worked tirelessly throughout the last twenty-four hours, but even though the android had no need for rest, the Magillan did.  They had made it through a good portion of the Erickson when Bohb could feel the fatigue set in.  On top of that, there was a growing itch under his suit, which he acclaimed to having worn it so long.  He was pretty sure that when he took it off it would be quite ripe.


“I must take a break, Mr. William,” Bohb said, stepping away from the control panel he was reassembling.


(reply William)


Bohb shook his head and said, “The odd thing is this dust we’re finding.  It seems to be inanimate matter, but it is inside the workings of the panels.  I hadn’t thought they’d been on the planet long enough for such an invasive dusting.”


(reply William)


Bohb yawned and said, “I need food and a drink.  I shall return shortly.  Contact me if you need me before then,”


(reply William)


The Magillan stepped out of the shuttle and headed to the decon unit by the exit.  He began to inspect his suit prior to removing it and noticed something.  He looked carefully, to make sure he wasn’t mistaken.  There it was.  A flaw in the suit, right at the junction of the sleeve and the glove.  There was one growing on the other side as well.


He picked up the pace and ran over to the decon unit and stood under the blast of air and antispeptics for a full minute before stepping out.  He tapped the comm channel.


“Computer, erected a level 9 security field around Lt. Bohb immediately.”


There was a buzz as the field came up.  [Security field established.]


Bohb removed his suit and dropped it to the ground.  “Store this biohazard suit for my personal inspection.  Limit access toe Lt. Bohb.  Access Bohb 54783.”


The suit disappeared and Bohb began to inspect himself.  There seemed to be no sign that he had been infected.  But the itch under his fur was still there.


“Damn it.”


(reply William, any, none)

(posted by Al Muir)


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