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Post by Sweetheart on Apr 24, 2011 13:17:52 GMT -5
Dr. Gurman pulled out both his book and a small PDA device.
He presses a button and a small pen pokes out.
He rights something on the PDA, mutters to himself, then pokes McKay with the pen.
The pen didn't cause damage, just started to draw blood.
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Post by Sparrow on Apr 24, 2011 17:29:16 GMT -5
McKay looks to where he was poked with the pen in question.
“...Why’d yah jab me?” he asks in an unsure tone.
The parasite is greatly concerned with the reason, but for now does noting. Deciding that healing the small cut was unimportant for the time being, not to mention suspicious.
The spawn remains still in the book.
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Post by Sweetheart on Apr 25, 2011 18:51:38 GMT -5
"Simple blood test." said Gurman.
The PDA beeps and Gurman looks at it.
"Ok, everything checks out, let us head on to the Medbay." said Gurman, pointing down the hallway.
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Post by Sparrow on Apr 25, 2011 19:01:11 GMT -5
The medbay... This wasn’t good. It has to think of something, something fast.
The parasite decides on a distraction for the moment.
“What’s the test for?” McKay asks calmly, then covers his mouth to cough. The cough disguises the squeak of the parasite.
Hearing this the spawn in the book begins to splinter outwards, ripping the pages and poking through. The top of it splits apart and attempts to snap around the Doctor’s hand.
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Post by Sweetheart on Apr 25, 2011 19:03:29 GMT -5
"DNA test. I have tested the strange material that was found on Threshold, vhich ve belive to be the Xeon bioresidue." said Gurman.
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Post by Sparrow on Apr 25, 2011 19:12:03 GMT -5
Something caused the parasite to rethink this attack. McKay coughs, disguising a squeak.
The spawn in the book immediately retracts its spines and disguises itself as a bookmark. Though the damage to the book will be obvious once it is opened.
McKay nods,
“I see, better safe then sorry I suppose.”
He looks to the direction Gruman pointed to before walking towards the Medbay.
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Post by Sweetheart on Apr 26, 2011 18:49:08 GMT -5
A long hallway lead to a double sliding door. In which medical personnel could be seen moving about.
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Post by Sparrow on Apr 26, 2011 19:04:05 GMT -5
McKay waits for Gruman to lead the way. He watches the personnel as they work, numbering how many are currently there, and guessing which ones are greater threats then others.
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Post by Sweetheart on Apr 27, 2011 20:18:24 GMT -5
Gurman and Bradly start to walk down the hallway side by side.
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Post by Sparrow on Apr 27, 2011 20:40:30 GMT -5
Mckay follows, pondering various plans.
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Post by Sweetheart on Apr 27, 2011 20:50:26 GMT -5
Ahead of McKay, Gurman and Bradly whisper to each other. The look back at Mckay.
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Post by Sparrow on Apr 27, 2011 21:24:19 GMT -5
McKay keeps a calm outlook, but the parasite is highly suspicious. He continues to follow them, at least for now.
The spawn inside the book attempts to listen in on there hushed conversation.
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Post by Sweetheart on Apr 28, 2011 8:51:20 GMT -5
"You tested hid blood?" said Bradly in a hushed tone.
"Yes, his blood type is O-, and I do not belive we have enough plasma to make O-" said Gurman
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Post by Sparrow on Apr 28, 2011 16:32:46 GMT -5
McKay continues to follow, awaiting any alert from the spawn.
The spawn continues to listen to the conversation, intrigued and confused as to why they would want to know the blood type.
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Post by Sweetheart on Apr 29, 2011 12:41:11 GMT -5
"This is a problem, if this bioresidue can infect people, O- will be a good subject, O- has the least amount of Whitle Blood cells than other blood types." said Bradly
Gurman pulls out his book to look at other subject types. "These pages have been torn." said Gurman, removing the black bookmark from the book.
"Bookmark....... I never had..... black.." pondered Gurman.
Immediately, Gurman dropped the bookmark, and reached into Bradly's holster.
"What are you doing?!" yelled Bradly.
Gurman fired two shots at the bookmark.
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