Ghensia
19-06-2005, 18:02
Admiral Brent Busse coughed weakly as he sat down in the command chair. Though they had only spent a short time in Korgarein it had been increasingly clear over the past few days that they had picked up some sort of virus from them. The Ghensian doctors on board didn’t think it was sent on purpose, in fact the Korgarein people and indeed several other races the crew had been able to discreetly scan had anti-bodies of this disease in their bodies. However it seemed that do to their isolation from the rest of the Galaxy this disease had yet to travel to Ghensia and now was wrecking havoc on his ship. Luckily the cargo transfer between them and the Ghensian cargo transport had not involved physical contact, so transfer of the disease to the Ghensian fleet or planets had not occured yet.
“C-Captain?” Stumbled one of the doctors as he approached. “I know you asked not to be disturbed, but we have a situation.”
Brent coughed into his hand. “I’m aware of the situation Doctor so this better be good.”
“Well, s-sir it seems we have a slight problem. You gave us permission to use whatever resources to create a vaccine or cure for this disease, and well….”
Brent looked up from the ships status reports. “Spit it out doctor, I don’t have time for this.”
“Well, several doctors were experimenting with the genetic manipulation devices that the Korgarein government gave us in hopes on genetically altering the virus to be harmless. Luckily we were sent to deliver the final one to one of the research outposts and we have one on board. However the scientists believed they had a cure and injected themselves with the anti-bodies. Well s-sir there was an accident, and the containment seals were broken and-“
“Doctor,” Brent growled, anger building up in his chest. “are you telling me that you and your fellow scientists were genetically altering the virus and allowed it to escape?! Why didn’t the safe guards kick in to stop this from happening?”
The doctor paled. “Well sir, it seems the doctors override the safe-guards in an attempt to escape the chamber when they discovered that their was a leak.”
“WHAT!?” exploded Brent. “Your telling me that the doctors infected themselves and then allowed themselves to contaminate the rest of the crew?! Damn it!” Brent hit the comm. Button. “Security! This is Admiral Brent. I am ordering you to contain all the scientists assigned to the virus program and any crewmembers they may have had contact with and contain them at all costs. They have been contaminated with a dangerous biological agent. Containment Suits are required and you are authorized to use any force you deem necessary to make sure they do not have any contact with any more crewmembers. This is a Code Red Biological situation. Do what you have to stop this virus from spreading. I want updates every half hour. That is all.” Brent turned to the helmswomen on duty.
“How far out are we from Ghensian space?” he asked
“About twelve hours sir.”
“Damn it! Set course for the nearest inhabited system, which belongs to-" Brent checked the computor, "-Yafor 2 and head there full speed. I’ll be in my quarters.”
“C-Captain?” Stumbled one of the doctors as he approached. “I know you asked not to be disturbed, but we have a situation.”
Brent coughed into his hand. “I’m aware of the situation Doctor so this better be good.”
“Well, s-sir it seems we have a slight problem. You gave us permission to use whatever resources to create a vaccine or cure for this disease, and well….”
Brent looked up from the ships status reports. “Spit it out doctor, I don’t have time for this.”
“Well, several doctors were experimenting with the genetic manipulation devices that the Korgarein government gave us in hopes on genetically altering the virus to be harmless. Luckily we were sent to deliver the final one to one of the research outposts and we have one on board. However the scientists believed they had a cure and injected themselves with the anti-bodies. Well s-sir there was an accident, and the containment seals were broken and-“
“Doctor,” Brent growled, anger building up in his chest. “are you telling me that you and your fellow scientists were genetically altering the virus and allowed it to escape?! Why didn’t the safe guards kick in to stop this from happening?”
The doctor paled. “Well sir, it seems the doctors override the safe-guards in an attempt to escape the chamber when they discovered that their was a leak.”
“WHAT!?” exploded Brent. “Your telling me that the doctors infected themselves and then allowed themselves to contaminate the rest of the crew?! Damn it!” Brent hit the comm. Button. “Security! This is Admiral Brent. I am ordering you to contain all the scientists assigned to the virus program and any crewmembers they may have had contact with and contain them at all costs. They have been contaminated with a dangerous biological agent. Containment Suits are required and you are authorized to use any force you deem necessary to make sure they do not have any contact with any more crewmembers. This is a Code Red Biological situation. Do what you have to stop this virus from spreading. I want updates every half hour. That is all.” Brent turned to the helmswomen on duty.
“How far out are we from Ghensian space?” he asked
“About twelve hours sir.”
“Damn it! Set course for the nearest inhabited system, which belongs to-" Brent checked the computor, "-Yafor 2 and head there full speed. I’ll be in my quarters.”