<div class="floatright">(http://www.nationalacrobat.com/Gallery/upload/2017/10/09/20171009222928-9fc58bbd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dr. Elijah Henkow<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gohature Medical and Research Facilty<br/><strong>Time (if Needed):</strong>8 Years Ago<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chraenta Grendel Ripli<br/><hr/><br/>His rounding shift over, Elijah nervously watched the door. He was currently downloading research and data files to his small computer, and encrypting the data. Not technically illegal or wrong, but he wanted his data, and that of his colleagues preserved for his continued use should he find himself without the means to keep working. The Imperium's Medical and Research Database was huge, with more information than anyone could possibly ever use, and he was convinced at least half of it had never been used or followed up on, and like his own research, there were very good and very beneficial lines of research out there. His own research into improved surgical and treatment procedures would end up narrowing the gap for costs, allowing those with less means, to afford more treatment, thereby improving their lives, and he'd discovered that had received blowback from his more government oriented colleagues.<br/><br/>Data done transferring, he turned his device off and shoved it under his clothes in his workout bag.<br/><br/>His terminal in the lab blinked, and he received a report awaiting confirmation, that he'd have to file. It was typical of a potential research project or individual for study.<br/><br/>He opened the file.<br/><br/>Subject: Chraenta Grendel Ripli<br/>Tested for Psionic Activity, confirmed. Subject would be good fit for Project Aura.<br/><br/><em>Project Aura?</em>he thought to himself. He'd not heard of that. He typed it in, and it came up. Top Secret, yet he had clearance. He was surprised to find his name attached. Scanning it, he became angrier and angrier as he read. Genetic modification, pacification, elimination of targets that would not be successful with the treatment, it went on and on. It was, in essence, a program to erase the genetic makeup of those with Psionic abilities, rendering them impotent, or worse.<br/><br/>He went back to Chraenta Grendel Ripli's chart. It hadn't been seen by anyone else yet, since it was a routine entry. He edited it to indicate that the subject was indeed, not a psion, and would not be a good candidate for the program. He then edited her data, and filed the report. He couldn't in good conscience condone the use of science and medicine for such activities. He was a physician, and a very good one, with a reputation for selflessly treating anyone, regardless of race, gender, creed, orientaition, social class, or any other identifying mark. He fired off a secure and encrypted message to the individual to steer clear of certain places, to avoid attracting attention. It was a longshot that they would hear or respond, but he wasn't going to let this pass, people were in danger. He went back to Project Aura, and noted that his review and comments were requested, he was being asked to work on it. The nerve. He fired off his thoughts after reading through the study and making notes. Once done, he headed home, taking his gym bag with him.<br/><br/>TWO DAYS LATER<br/><br/>A couple of surgeries and his day was done. He was heading back to the office, where he changed, and cleaned up.<br/><br/>The door opened and it was the Chief of Staff, also an official Imperial Bureaucrat as well.<br/><br/>'Elijah, Elijah, Elijah, what am I going to do with you? How long have we known each other?' he asked.<br/><br/>'Ten years or so' Elijah responded.<br/><br/>'And how many times have I told you to leave your idealistic beliefs and moral crusading out of work?'<br/><br/>'Not going to change who I am. Science is not some sort of toy or weapon. I'm a healer, the science should be treated as the gift of life that it is' Elijah added.<br/><br/>'Well, what I am going to do with you, is refuse any further promotions for you. You've been stripped of your research grants, and likely your position here. Since you have a performance review next month, you likely don't have a job anymore either. The Imperium is very disappointed with you criticizing their plans for Project Aura. Very angry as well. Psions are dangerous and here you are espousing protecting them like citizens. You have killed your career Elijah, this will follow you everywhere you go. How much money and education has the Imperium put into you Elijah? They are disappointed in your harsh words about their genetic research. My suggestion is to find another career. Have your desk cleared out by the end of the day. Here's your severance. Be glad you got it' he said, and turned and left.<br/><br/>All he'd ever known was helping the citizens of the Imperium. Now he'd have to find another way. He felt the eyes on him as he left. Apparently he was close to being a traitor.