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+**Location: Arboretum, deck 7, USS Republic**
+The Republic shook from the latest blow snuffing out the lights in the arboretum. It was a few seconds before the emergency lighting kicked in, casting the normally peaceful setting in a decidedly sinister light. The violent jarring motion sent Morganth to his knees.
+Near the main entrance to the arboretum, there was a faint whisking of photons as Shannon Harris looked around her environment. She'd tried to re-route herself to sickbay, despite the Captain's orders, and somehow ended up back down in the ship's green space. In the red, emergency lighting, she stood slowly and called out. "Hello! Is anyone here?"
+Morgath muttered unintelligibly. With the last blast he had hit his head and fallen down on all fours. As he realized what had happened, he struggled to his feet like a crazed man. In a calculated mad dash he carefully secured his plant. He didn't want the plant to be harmed; it was his child. It wasn't until things were secured that Talloc registered that someone had called out.
+Shannon saw the blur of motion as Morganth came out of the shadows in the reddened room. "Sure... there had to be someone down here. Wait... Morganth? What?" Shannon blinked again to make certain of what she was seeing. Morganth was a civilian, so that explained why she hadn't detected a comm. signal, but he should have been evacuated as soon as red alert sounded. "Morganth? What are you still doing down here?"
+Morgath started as he heard the pediatrician's voice pierce the red-bathed room. "I guess I did it again. I sometimes get so involved in my work that the outside world fades away . . . a strength or weakness of mine." He muttered something to himself about failed relationships because of the ability. It was evident that he still wasn't fully aware of the situation.
+Morganth Talloc was a civilian in every meaning of the word; he preferred time with his work and plants and had no desire to explore anything except what was in front of him. Shannon regarded the man with some skepticism. Even though the Ship's Counselor seemed fine with it now, it wasn't that long ago that Morganth had psionically attacked Tolkath. Thankfully, Shannon had been there, and her holographic nature had come in handy. She wondered if now, it wasn't happening again.
+"It's all right, Morganth." She assured him, as she stepped toward a small rocky outcropping. She sat down, hoping that her ersatz patient might take the hint. "Does the counselor know you're down here?"
+Morganth looked around dazed. Suddenly, he seemed to snap back into his surroundings. His senses were being overloaded with emotion all around him, fear, and controlled panic filled the air. "He told me to return to my quarters, but . . . I got distracted, had to make sure my plant was secured . . . What happened? What is happening?"
+Shannon did her best to try and calm Morganth's agitation. "The ship's been attacked." She looked back toward the door, locked down now, thanks to the ship's red alert status. "Our Vorta guest wasn't as infallible as she thought."
+Talloc's face went pale. It was as if he had seen death itself. "Uh . . . uh . . ." He muttered something unintelligible. Dr. Harris could tell something was dreadfully wrong as she watched Morganth stutter and trip over his words like a drunken sailor top-side in a hurricane. Suddenly it all burst out. "Where is Reittan? Do you know where he is? Is he alone? I someone with him? Is he ok?"
+Harris focused on Morganth, noting that his eyes had seemed to come alive with laser-like focus. "Morganth, please. Try to relax."
+"I know you have the ability to read his vitals . . . what's his brain activity like right now?? Is it at normal levels?"
+Shannon held up her hand. "Calm down, Morganth." She asked. "He's on the bridge, with the Captain." Shannon closed her eyes for a moment to communicate with the ship's computer, which she essentially was. "His bio-readings are all in the green. Is there some reason they shouldn't be?"
+Morganth sighed a breath of relief, and began to speak but stopped mid-breath. He eyed the Doctor carefully. "Is our conversation going to be recorded?"
+Shannon almost chuckled. She could see how, in his more lucid moments, Morganth could really be quite charming. "Not... if you don't want it to be, though I will retain a perfect memory of it. There's nothing I can do about that I'm afraid."
+Morganth made a decision, one he knew may save his friend in the future. He again began then paused. For a Talloc their word was their bond. Morganth was a better friend to Reittan than they both led on. They had grown up together, for the amount of time Reittan was on Betazed. He knew information about the Counselor that took an admiral's clearance to get.
+He had promised his friend and friend's family that he wouldn't share this information with any person; which is where he got his loop-hole. Dr. Shannon Harris wasn't a living person per se.  "He was different from the day he was born," he began as if finally getting some big secret off his shoulders.  "We have to start at beginning to understand it all."  Morganth began, "the Council of Houses nearly forbade his mother and father from procreating, if that was possible."
+Shannon nodded in understanding, then made her way to one of the many convenient benches in the arboretum. Better, she reasoned, to keep Morganth talking, than scheming a way to get out of the safest part of the ship.
+"Reittan's father's family is one of the few lines of Vulcans that can use telepathic powers beyond touch. Add that to a Betazoid's genetics, and no one knew what would happen.  They were scared," Morganth spat.
+"Sounds like a difficult combination. I always wondered about Tolkath's heritage. Vulcan and Betazed is an odd mix."
+"My mother always said it was a perfect balance for Reittan; Reason and emotion all balled up into one." Talloc chucked slightly as another shudder rocked the Republic, once again, Morganth was back in his dissociated world, responding only to the Doctor.
+Shannon leaned forward. "Don't worry about the ship, Morganth. This is one of the safest places we could be. Tell me more about how you and Tolkath became friends?"
+"Oh . . . we were neighbors. We were born a few months apart. I am the oldest." He continued. "Our mothers were best friends as they grew up. I was always told to stick up for him, because he was different." Talloc continued, "at least I did my best while he was on Betazed."
+"I'm sure you did. Was your childhood difficult?"
+"Not really. I grew up in the second house of Betazed. Where life was often politics. Between us and the Tolkath's I think we had someone from every party, every committee." He winked at the doctor. "Perhaps that was just a SMALL over-exaggeration." The Betazed smiled again and continued. "I grew up a normal life. I learned to love plants when my friend Reittan was gone to Vulcan . . . they had more feeling and kindness than many of the people around me. At least it seemed that way."
+Shannon fought her programming to turn away from Morganth. She had to remind herself, 'keep him talking, keep him calm,' "That's an interesting point of view."
+Morganth looked at the being focusing him. "I can't read your thoughts, but I'm not crazy if that's what you are wondering." His comment was pointed, but not entirely hostile. "I'm not as fragile as many believe me to be." He smirked, "At least not mentally."
+Again, Shannon held up a hand, to dismiss the 'patient's' concerns. "No, no. Not at all. It's a heavy burden. Being responsible for someone else."
+"I was able to take out quite a few of the Dominion when they took over Betazed you know. I was a hero back home. A... hero."
+"You were on Betazed during the attack? I had no idea. I've heard the fighting was intense; house-to-house in some cases. Is that true?"
 "Yes . . . I hated it, every minute of it. Having to use our gift as a weapon for war. To grab every dark emotion, to light up every pain receptor within a being... to drive them mad . . . I hated it, and yet we did it to survive. And here we are, once again, here we are being attacked, even during a time of "peace" by the monsters.  Talloc flickered again . . . "How's Reittan? Is it possible that you can keep an eye on his brain? Let me know if it lights up?"
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 "You're speaking about her in present tense," observed Leon without answering the question. "That means she's alive?"
-John nodded affirmatively. "Doctor Yezbeck is now a bonafide miracle worker. His knowledge of bionics helped him save what was left of Athra's organics... something about 'reworking her cybernetics into a simplistic life support system'.  Honestly, it's gibberish to me, but he said he needed time to re-grow some her vital organs usng regen medicine, so he had to keep her in a stasis chamber in the trauma chamber.  Doctor Rhyda was able to regenerate portions of her brain that were affected by the virus. He said it was the most delicate surgery that he ever performed."
+John nodded affirmatively. "Doctor Yezbeck is now a bonafide miracle worker. His knowledge of bionics helped him save what was left of Athra's organics... something about 'reworking her cybernetics into a simplistic life support system'.  Honestly, it's gibberish to me, but he said he needed time to re-grow some her vital organs usng regen medicine, so he had to keep her in a stasis chamber in the trauma center.  Doctor Rhyda was able to regenerate portions of her brain that were affected by the virus. He said it was the most delicate surgery that he ever performed."
 "What's her prognosis?"

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