ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1400) CSRD - Lt Bohb

[Al Muir]

NRPG: I know what our nanobots are doing.


RPG:


Mission: Exogenesis

Day: 7

Stardate: 2446.06.045


(USS Iluminar - Deck 10 - Shuttlebay - CSRD  -  Lt  Bohb - 1400)


Bohb had found a corner of the lab and erected an opaque force field around him. He couldn’t bare to have anyone looking at him in his current condition. After he had discovered the holes in his bio suit he realized that the itch across his body was more than just an accumulation of sweat. He noticed that tufts of his fur had fallen off from his arms, leave patches of exposed flesh.


Now, he had lost so much of his fur that he was more exposed flesh than furry. Any time he caught a short glimpse of himself in a reflection he gave out a soft, primal grunt/ groan and had to fight back tears.


Bohb had always prided himself in his appearance. As the only Magillan, to date, who had ever left his home world, he knew that he represented an entire planet. And humans often judged others on their appearances. He wanted to be sure that his people were known for their intelligence and culture, and not thought of as a bunch of apes. He had once been shown a video of an old earth entertainment called “Planet of the Apes,” and had been appalled by the representations of a culture which looked somewhat like his.


So he sat in isolation, wearing a jump suit, which he was currently wearing only the bottom half, pouring everything he had into the microscopic examination of the metals that William had brought to him. During their examination of the shuttles they had discovered a fine layer of dust throughout the ship and its systems. He also put his suit through spectral analysis. What he found was the systematic breakdown of certain substances. In particular… copper.


He sat back on his stool and realized how much sense that suddenly meant. Copper was not a primary material used in the construction of ships, and an important part of most species' health. It affected their energy levels, connective tissues, blood vessels, even their neural system and immune system.


As he looked at the varied, known symptoms discovered so far it just made sense. It also made sense with the dust, which had microscopic traces of copper.  An itch on his shoulder caused his to scratch and his hand came away with another handful of hair. He looked at it in lamentation then brushed it away to the floor, where it landed with the rest. He pulled the jump suit to cover the top half of his body, and all that could be seen was head.


He took a deep breath and released a section of the security field. He found Sekal and moved over to him.


“Son of Saleke,” he said solemnly, “I may have the root of our health problems and why the contagion was able to get past our security measures.”


He handed him the data PADD showing the results of his analysis.


(reply Sekal)


“It also leads me to be more concerned for yourself and Lt Commander T’Mur, since much of your anatomy is copper based.”


(reply Sekal)

(posted by Al Muir)

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