Kormus Xaal
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Posted - 2007.08.27 02:42:00 -
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"Shayil, wake up".
"Shayil, wake up".
The vocal images were foggy, almost incoherent. Shayil didn't realize they were her own.
"Shayil waaak uup".
Shayils' head was pounding like the feet of a thousand slaver hounds, as she began to regain consciousness.
A deep, ear piercing scream rose from the depths of her belly.
She hated this part, with all of her being. Standing in the cloning vat nude, shaking, and being gazed at by the attending physician. She could hear a slight tinny voice through the plasteel.
"Heart rate 162", spat the tinny voice throughout the white walled room. Shayil's chest rose and fell at an accelerated rate. Monitors lined the walls, showing vital signs.
"Well within norms", the physician said without looking up from his holopad. "continue scanning please", he chided.
"Blood pressure is 155 over 90 doctor", stated the tinny voice.
"Neuro synapses are .0038 pico seconds", continued the voice.
"Tissue regeneration is 99.8631% and climbing, Patient is nearing full coherency".
"How are we feeling ?", said the doctor looking up at the nude woman.
"I'm standing, naked in a cloning vat doctor, how the hell do you expect me to feel ?".
"Fine I see", the doctor replied.
"Regeneration Complete", the holovoice interrupted.
"I see your vocal system is intact", the doctor said turning around tapping his fingers methodically at his holopad.
The cylindrical cloning vat began to lower to ground level, a quiet whine from the servo motors echoed off of the sterile walls. Now completely drained of cloning fluids, its door hummed quietly open.
Shayil stepped out of the vat, reaching for the towel on the
plain stainless titanium pole that protruding from the vat array. The doctor peeked up momentarily from his holopad, and caught a glimpse of her 130 pound athletic frame.
"Your cloning procedure is complete Commander", the doctor replied in a hollow voice.
Shayil had finished wrapping the grey towel around her frame and gingerly walked towards the doctor, her legs flowing with grace.
"Will you require a new clone ?", the doctor started for a moment, turning towards her as he looked up, he had not expected the redheaded commander standing centimeters from his nose.
"Give me the pad doctor", she grinned slightly. She held out her hand in a demanding fashion, waiting.
The doctor swallowed slowly, and found his throat was slightly dry. He handed the pad to commanding figure in front of him. She tapped into her own account and authorized the payment.
"Will there be anything else ?", she stated coldly with both hands on her hips.
"N-N-No", the doctor studdered shaking his head slowly from side to side.
"Then get out of my way", she smiled.
The doctor took several steps back, and lowered his eyes.
Freshly cloned, and now with her wits about her she strode towards the metallic door.
"Now", she thought to herself as the door glided easily open to the hallway filled with doctors, and several freshly cloned pod pilots.
"To find out who arranged for the destruction of my ship, and my pod".
To be continued...
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