From:		alligator1
Date:		03 July 1996 01:33
To:		U.S.S. Lafayette
Subject:		RE: Slater Planet

<Lt j.g. Lectron, Medical Facility>

	"All right.  We've got our work cut out for us.  Let's get to it."

	With that Lectron touched his comm badge, "Lafayette, Lt Lectron here at the medical facility.  We need two scanning molecular analyzers beamed down to this facility right away.  Beam to my coordinates plus two meters 90 degrees absolute."
	Lectron looked at McRae.  Damn she was cold.  It almost seemed she was reading his thoughts.  Then it dawned on him--she was part Betazoid.  He felt the heat creeping up his neck, and turned away.  
	When he had calmed, he said, "Sir we need to know how the virus is inserting itself into the genetic code.  What proteins are changing.  I've worked with these analyzers and they should make things a bit easier.  If we find that, we can develop a vaccination that will block the virus."
	Just then the analyzers materialize, and Lectron looked at the fuzzy technician.  "Do you have a power coupler we can use for these.  They need 40 hertz, replicating current."  The technician nodded and moved off.  
	Lectron looked at McRae, this time trying to control his thoughts.  It appeared to him that he was going nowhere fast.  All airspeed and no direction like they said in the academy.

[OOC -  I'm out of town for a week.  I can hardly wait to see what happens in the interim.]