<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82476.msg4127869#msg4127869">Quote from: Aether on 13-01-2011, 23:42:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Dun chuckled.  He looked about him with a grand flourish and said in his most light hearted attempt to sound cheery.  "It would seem that even the ships biological components are being adversely effected by the chronitrons.  I would most likely think that not one of the ships eighty crew have been spared, though it appears that I aged alot quickly and am holding at what looks like my fathers age.  He is 59."<br/><br/>Looking over to an open bed and then smiling back to Sahara, he made his way over to it slowly and sat, easing himself onto the surface gingerly.  "I expected a handful more memories to mull over once I got here though, and it looks like launching a new ship design for The Federation is all one needs to grow a face full of wrinkles.  The red is still looking quite good though, dont you think?"  He looked across the bay at a reflection of himself in one of the wall panels and ran his fingers through his thick hair.  It wasnt as vibrantly red, though it wasnt white either.  Dun laughed with a wink at Sahara.  "Perhaps this will not be a bad thing after all, though my joints are killing me!"<br/><br/>Dun straightened his lips slowly and took on that intense look of the engineer he had been trained to be, his eyes twinkling as he leaned forward, holding the doctors gaze with his own.  "What we do need to know is how much time we have so I can work on this problem.  I dont have an inkling of an idea yet to what exactly we are dealing with and what its doing to us physiologically, but the reversal may be more strenuous..."<br/><br/>Dun looked around him and thought to ask, "Is the away team all back yet?  We may want to leave the area for safeties sake..."  He could not quite finish his thought process as another wave of vertigo hit him.  Dun leaned over and onto an elbow, but he knew that he had just barely caught himself from falling from the table entirely.  "Gosh, Doctor," he said playfully, "I cant tell you when last I ate or something else in my body sure doesnt like this change, afixa m'up!"  He let himself fall back on the table completely as he panted a bit from what appeared to be exertion.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Sahara sighed as she heard the message that was transmitted, summoning all the senior officers to the Observation Lounge.  She wouldn't get any work done at this rate, especially with a roomful of people that needed to be taken care of.  At least, most of them were going to be going with her to the meeting.  "I don't believe the entire away team is back yet.  I have not seen the Captain, nor Commander MacReady," she said, wondering where Sam was, and if he was indeed okay.  She could only imagine the effects of the chronitons on him.<br/><br/>Pushing that from her mind, she turned, looking at MacGalleon once more.  "I'll help you to the Sickbay," she said with a smile as she reached for a bottle of electrolytes, that would definitely be of help to the Engineering Lieutenant right now.  She was keeping her calm, and taking things in stride.  "Here," she said, getting ready to toss him the container, but then thinking better of it, and handing it to him gently.<br/><br/>"Drink this," she said with a smile.  "It should hold you up," she told him.  "Other than that, I don't know what we can do as of right now.  I'm sure if we put our heads together, we can come up with something," she said with a smile.  "While you finish that, I'm going to be getting my things together, and then I'll help you along to the Medbay," she said with a smile that resonated her caring and compassionate nature.<br/><br/>"Brady...How is..."  the words were cut from her mouth as she turned around and saw that Lugus was well...no more.  "I trust that you will properly attend to him by the time I get back from this meeting, correct?" she asked, looking at him.  "And Cerise," she said with a fond smile on her face.  "Please make sure that there is some semblance of order to the Sickbay when I get back.  I'll be sure to keep you two informed as we go along," she told the other woman, and then looked at Brady to make sure that he understood what she was saying.  "We need to be prepared for the worst," she murmured.<br/><br/>Everyone was aging, or de-aging, judging from the way that Lt. Teel was looking at her redheaded Ensign.  Sahara could only wonder what was in store for her.  As far as she could tell, she felt fine.  Though, she couldn't see her own appearance, she was sure that she was not aging.  At least, not yet.</span>