<strong>~~Liara and Dun returning from AstroCart~~<br/>Dun appears to be in his late fifties and moves like he is much older.</strong><br/><br/>Dun allowed himself to be eased into the chair as he propped his head with his chin, stifling yet another yawn.  He did feel older, which wasnt all that suprising to him concerning all the work that had been done over the last couple of weeks.  It wasnt until he snapped to and corrected his ensign while tapping his com badge that he had some of that physical evidence that she had right there in front of her face.<br/><br/><strong>=/ Belay that order, Sick Bay, I will be fine...\=</strong>He sounded ancient, much like his still alive and thriving great grand father, a deep and booming, yet wizened base rumbling a bit shakily through trembling lips.  Dun straightened his back and thrust his chest out which did not feel good at all but let him now he wasnt dead yet and stated with more authority,<strong>=/ Captain, this is Lt McGalleon.  It appears these new chronitrons are having effects upon me biologically and thus probably are effecting every other living organism that has been exposed to them in the same fashion.  I will head to sick bay for analysis immediately \=</strong><br/><br/>He turned to Liara and felt his face wrinkle threateningly and brought a hand up to cover his now aging skin and spoke softly, "And you seem to be having the opposite reaction to this radiation field.  You look simply spry, Ensign Kroken."  He was trying to use his best dramatic stage voice and he wasnt sure if had succeeded but laughed all the same.  Damn, he sounded like ole jolly Saint Nich of Old Earth, all he needed was a beard and a belly roll and he would be good to go.<br/><br/>"I think you have something with the bio packs, Liara, you see out this diagnostic while I have myself looked over.  It seems I am overdue for a check up."<br/><br/>Dun lifted himself gingerly out of the chair and moved as quickly as he dared.  His body was giving him all kinds of new and interesting sensations that he had never experienced and hope not too again anytime soon.  Maybe this was just something that he could be inoculated against and then he could fix up the ship, you know, keep it simple, on an engineering level.  He sighed deeply and said over his shoulder as he left engineering, "Keep the ship together, Ensign, the ship is in good hands, I know it."