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Good for what Ales You

Posted on Tue Sep 15th, 2020 @ 7:52pm by Lieutenant Commander Feyd Relor

Mission: By Odin!
Location: Sickbay
Timeline: Current


Space Vikings, eh?


Feyd frowned at the medical report his was reading. Natasha glided passed him, for she did not walk…such was his blessing and his curse. To yearn for someone he would never have. What else was new?

“What?” She said, her angelic voice caressing his ears. A lump formed involuntarily in his throat, and his heart skipped a beat at that voice. But his response…well, his response was textbook Feyd.

“Ah, nothing.” He said, still looking at the medical report and frowning.

She approached him and laid a hand gently on his back, reading the report over his shoulder. His heart raced, and he started sweating.

“What’s Saccharomyces?” She said, her perfect brow furrowed in puzzlement.

“The ancient Greeks called it ‘sugar mold’, or ‘sugar fungus’. It’s Ale yeast. Apparently, the guests coming aboard the ship need it to survive.”

“Well that shouldn’t be hard to replicate.” She said, walking over to the medical replicator.

“It isn’t. Problem is, the most effective means of delivery is in liquid form.” He said, not really believing the words coming out of his own mouth.
“You mean…” she said, incredulity entering her own voice.

“Yep. They need us to replicate Ale, real Ale, and they must drink it…daily…to survive.”

Natasha sat down as she processed what he was saying. “You mean we have to keep the Odin…whatever well sauced while they’re here.”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.” Feyd said, scrubbing a hand through is hair. “Well, medicine is medicine. Let’s start replicating.”


Lieutenant Commander Feyd Relor
Chief Medical Officer
USS Independence


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Comments (1)

By Lieutenant JG Kevin Lance on Wed Sep 16th, 2020 @ 7:21pm

This is going to be interesting