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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Rocky Watch Me Pull A Rabbit Out of My Hat== | |||
===by Steve Apple=== | |||
SD: 2262.043 | |||
Scene: Metron Sphere | |||
Corbett stood and arched his back trying to work out the soreness he felt from the hours of sitting he had endured running test after test on the virus. It was a construct just as he feared. Its genetic engineering was however a site to behold. It was clear that it would kill both species very soon, he approximated that it would begin to be lethal within 36 hours. | |||
“Clooose to cure,” Bray rasped. | |||
“I think so darlin. The cypress bushes you brought back yielded the Thuja extract I needed.” | |||
“Ssso cure,” she stated again. | |||
“Not quite, you can see that the Thuja is attacking the virus, but it’s not potent enough and is getting overwhelmed.” | |||
Bray gently pushed past Stile and looked down at the specimen he had been gesturing to. A small amount of her saliva hit the glass dish. | |||
“Well there goes hours of research,” Corbett sighed in frustration. | |||
“Not ssscientist,” Bray rasped in apology. | |||
“It’s not your fault darling I got carried away and the fatigue didn’t help.” | |||
Sitting back down he took a look at the sample to see if there was anything he could salvage. “Son of a bi…” He yelled. | |||
“What is it,” Kiska said quickly moving over to him. | |||
“Look at the virus it’s dying,” | |||
“You found the cure?” She shouted. | |||
Corbett pushed his hat to the back of his head. “More precisely Bray did,” He said looking up at the Gorn and smiling. “Look at the area where her saliva is, the virus is dying.” | |||
Kiska looked up at him. “You’re saying Gorn saliva is the cure.” | |||
Corbett rubbed the bridge of his nose for a moment deep in thought. “Back in the 21st century they isolated Exendin a protein found in the salivary venom of Gila monsters. The protein helped create some effective cures for diabetes. I think the mixture of her saliva and the Thuja extract worked.” | |||
“Do you ever make sense,” Zade asked popping her head into the cave to monitor Corbett’s progress. | |||
“Only to the educated,” He shot back. “However, if it will keep you from bothering me further I’ll explain it to you.” | |||
“This I got to hear.” Zade said standing next to Kiska. | |||
“I’ll try and make this simple for you.” He started. “Before the tricorder went dead I was able to discern that our affliction was an Adenovirus type that affected both Reptile and Human. Since I am not bogged down by three hundred years of multiple people’s memories I remembered something from my homeopathic class in med school. They used to use Thuja, an extract from the cypress tree, as a treatment for Adenovirus.” | |||
“And you just happened to have some handy.” | |||
“Yes I did,” He said smugly. “This area is abundant with it. So to make a long story short the Thuja mixed with Gorn salivary protein affected a cure.” | |||
“So when do you start treating everyone?” Zade asked. | |||
“I need to run some more test to be sure of the mixtures concentration, but shortly.” | |||
Zade narrowed her eyes a bit. “Shortly maybe too late as some of our people as well as the Gorn have already begun to show signs of it.” | |||
“I am aware of that, now be gone and let me work in peace.” | |||
After several hours of study he stood and looked over at Bray who was motionless in what he assumed was some form of self meditation. He frowned as he rubbed his eyes, this was news that he did not want to give to her, news that could have far reaching consequences. “I need some air darlin,” he said adjusting his hat and heading for the exit. | |||
Bray nodded at him and went back to her meditation. | |||
Corbett found Zade a few meters from the entrance to the cave. “I need to talk,” he said. | |||
Zade looked up at him, but hesitated for a moment. Judging by his face now wasn’t the time for banter. “The cure fell through.” | |||
“No,” he whispered shaking his head. “I can start administering it to our people within the hour.” | |||
“That’s good isn’t it?” | |||
“The treatment that I have is only effective in humanoids. At best it may extend the Gorn’s survivability by four hours or so.” | |||
“You’re kidding.” | |||
“I wish I wasn’t. I don’t think I can find a way to make the cure work for the Gorn in time. As I said the combination of their saliva and natural foliage will work for us, but not them. I tried to use human saliva and even blood, but…” | |||
“But…” She said trying to coax him. | |||
“But nothing, saliva failed and so did almost all the blood mixtures. The best I could do was mix up a retardant using one of the crews blood.” | |||
“Wait a minute you used one of the crew’s blood to make a retardant for them, but you can’t come up with a cure. Somehow that doesn’t sound right.” | |||
Corbett sighed. It didn’t make much sense to him either. Something in the ABO blood group was the key. “Something in the human blood type AB affects their variant of the disease, but I don’t have the right blood. No one on this landing party is AB negative, which is what’s needed. Lowl is AB positive and his blood acted with the Thuja, but only as a retardant. Without AB negative blood to test and work with the Gorn will die from this virus.” | |||
“Great no political implications from that.” This time Zade found herself sighing. | |||
<NRPG> Maybe Antillies is AB negative. | |||
Respectfully Submitted | |||
Steve Apple | |||
Stile Corbett, MD | |||
CMO, USS HOOD NCC-1703 | |||
ASR: ORIGINS | |||
6th Fleet | |||
