commandshumor: (Fancy poet)
commandshumor ([personal profile] commandshumor) wrote in [community profile] fateandfortune 2015-12-02 04:59 am (UTC)

Keller wanted to question her more, about the rumors and about what McKay had been prattling off about, but she did have a hospital to run and no time today to do so. She told her she could stay as long as she needed, cracked ribs were no laughing matter after all.

Apart from the marines standing guard outside the rented room, Todd was the only one within with his underlings, all of which were also suffering the heaves too. Well, at least the therapy was consistent. Though he didn't think he'd have much of an appetite later on after all this. After the nausea came chills, the side effects were a lot like detoxing. But as the wraith already had the necessary organs, it was more of a matter of flipping a switch in the brain than it was flushing it out.

Todd was kept busy checking on each of his crew members, assuring and keeping them calm, not verbally but mentally. Eventually the side effects slowed up and the seven could get some rest. Beckett shoo'ed the commander away to get some dinner, but instead, he had his marine escort follow him to the balcony outside the gate room. The fresh sea air was good on his skin and senses after a stressful day.

Tomorrow would be harder however, as the youngest of the wraith on board would be getting the serum. The same wraith that had fought two others in the sparring ring that day he and Rogue started. The youngster had just shifted over to a human diet. Well, "just" was an understatment, but compared to the rest of the crew, he'd been feeding on humans the shortest span of time. Thus far, age and how long since maturity had not had any different effect, but they'd find out tomorrow if that held up.

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