Dun looked up with a keen gaze, despite his appearance.  The Captain had just asked for reports and he had one.  A keen grasp of his present situation had rooted deeply within his cognitive process and it kept his wit sharp.  He knew his body was a straight forward text book class alpha geriatric progression.  He also knew that he had to focus to bring his true weapons to bear in the form of his quick footed thought process and more importantly, his absolute understanding of any equipment within within his charge.  Here he was an opportunity to radiate, and possibly offer insight with a healthy dose of morale.<em>Herr'a goes anothin'...</em><br/><br/>"Sir, it seems that everything biological is being affected including parts of the ship, like the bio-neural gel packs, which is what caused or shield problems earlier.  It is almost like they are exhibiting a short attention spawn, if you can believe that from a piece of equipment."<br/><br/>He slowly stood with the aid of his cane and moved carefully over to the replicator on the near wall and spoke crisply, "Sahara electrolyte formulation 3charlie.  Anyone else need anything?"  He had discovered something today that made his life alot easier, and it was the drink that Dr Tir had given him.  It gave him energy and it was going to keep his throat from drying out now, yet another new feature of his advanced aging process.<br/><br/>"These packs have been pulled..."<br/><br/>At that moment, Duns com badge chirped and the voice of Chief Tirol came through with an air of urgency.<br/><br/><strong>"Chief Tirol to Chief McGalleon."</strong><br/><br/>"You know I am in a seniors officer meeting, therefore the interruption must be important, Chief Tirol."  Dun looked about the room with a face barely containing his amusement, he sounded just like his father and it was nearly too much for him to contain.  Of course, the insight would be lost on those here that had not been disciplined after a long narrative by the one who had raised him.<br/><br/><strong>"Yessir, I will be brief.  I wanted to let you know that I found piles of ash in a couple places these packs should have been, then in other places, I found compressed and broken, pruned and dried out packs.  Ensign Kroken and I both thought it a little weird and we decided to report it to you directly.  Tirol out."</strong><br/><br/>"Thank you, Chief."  Dun moved back to his chair and sat gently, drinking his electrolytes.  "So, there is yet another similar piece of info...  The ashen packs must have gotten very high doses of the youth slant and passed just as our dearly departed Lt Lugus, while other packs exhibit age like mine."  Dun smiled broadly for emphasis, creasing his wrinkles with more wrinkles.<br/><br/>"All I know, Captain, is that I can figure out whats happening to the gel packs easy enough, yes, they have biological components, but they are equipment and I can analyze them, try a couple of ideas out that I have already with the Gatekeeper and not hurt anyone."