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the quantum entanglement tunnel.
Then I looked up, everyone was looking at data most relevant to them on their own virtual consoles. I took a deep breath and turned to father. “How did she do it? I mean, I know her pheromones were strong, but to affect such a large number of people throughout the populace? She was in a limited number of spaces.”
He was nodding grimly. “It seems her pheromones somehow spread out to blanket the area, too great of an area unless they were somehow self-replicating. He flicked his hand and the main screen split in half and a hologram of the citadel bloomed. There was an irregular cross section of the city highlighted in red and it seemed to be shrinking as I watched.
He continued, “It is acting almost like a contagion, but we have isolated it now and the city's atmospheric processors are now filtering it out.”
I didn't like that at all. If we hadn't contained it, would it have spread through the entire citadel? I glanced over at Artemis. Her people had fallen prey to the same, and for the most part except for some Asgard women, it only seemed to affect males. On top of that, it seemed to affect the Ragnarok the most and the humans the least. I looked up at Kate, who was busy at a tactical station plotting orbital paths. Was that why Rhea seemed the least pleased by Kat earlier? Humans continue to surprise me.
I was about to ask a question along those lines when a com beeped and father slashed a hand then motioned with his finger and a console was replaced by Loki's face. She was frowning. She nodded toward him. “Well met Uncle.”
Father inclined his head. “Well met Loki. What word do you bring us?”
She flicked a holographic finger toward the center of our room and the citadel map was replaced by a chemical framework with many data streams flowing beneath it. She was calmer than normal so her thoughts seemed more focused, keeping her erratic manner in check. She blinked a couple times then realized we were all looking at her, she smiled and said, “I beg your indulgence. I received a full dose to obtain a sample and am still a little distracted.”
I noticed how flushed she looked and realized that she was still aroused by her kiss with Rhea. But she was somehow able to keep her wits about her. Or maybe it is that she cannot keep her wits about her in her half mad mind that is what insulated her from Rhea's influence.
She started in, her tone that reminded me so much of a teacher imparting knowledge on young ones. “It is a nano-phage that we were all exposed to, biological machines not dissimilar to our nanites that target the pleasure and baser urge centers of the brain. It opens up pathways in the brain that make those affected more susceptible to the one who's bio-signature matches the phages. In this case Rhea. She, in effect, creates an almost animalistic love and lust response in her victims. Stoking their base desires, then crafts her will around that.”
Then she smiled and took a deep breath like she was enjoying something. Then shook it off and said in a flat tone, “I am working with our bio-engineers here in Saellifor, I should have a solution to negating it in a few hours. I would do it faster, only I'm a little... distracted.”
I nodded, that was good news, then asked, “Why does it seem to affect some races more than others?”
She tilted her head and smiled at me like I should know. “A couple simple reasons really. First, some of the areas of the brain affected by the nano-phage that govern the baser instincts are lesser developed in some, like the Ragnarok. Then in others like the humans who live in the dirtiest environment with a diverse array of pathogens that they need to combat have developed almost supercharged immune systems that help to fight the phage. Then she looked at Kat and chuckled, dirty little humans, and stuck her tongue out cutely at her. Kat crinkled her nose up
Then I looked up, everyone was looking at data most relevant to them on their own virtual consoles. I took a deep breath and turned to father. “How did she do it? I mean, I know her pheromones were strong, but to affect such a large number of people throughout the populace? She was in a limited number of spaces.”
He was nodding grimly. “It seems her pheromones somehow spread out to blanket the area, too great of an area unless they were somehow self-replicating. He flicked his hand and the main screen split in half and a hologram of the citadel bloomed. There was an irregular cross section of the city highlighted in red and it seemed to be shrinking as I watched.
He continued, “It is acting almost like a contagion, but we have isolated it now and the city's atmospheric processors are now filtering it out.”
I didn't like that at all. If we hadn't contained it, would it have spread through the entire citadel? I glanced over at Artemis. Her people had fallen prey to the same, and for the most part except for some Asgard women, it only seemed to affect males. On top of that, it seemed to affect the Ragnarok the most and the humans the least. I looked up at Kate, who was busy at a tactical station plotting orbital paths. Was that why Rhea seemed the least pleased by Kat earlier? Humans continue to surprise me.
I was about to ask a question along those lines when a com beeped and father slashed a hand then motioned with his finger and a console was replaced by Loki's face. She was frowning. She nodded toward him. “Well met Uncle.”
Father inclined his head. “Well met Loki. What word do you bring us?”
She flicked a holographic finger toward the center of our room and the citadel map was replaced by a chemical framework with many data streams flowing beneath it. She was calmer than normal so her thoughts seemed more focused, keeping her erratic manner in check. She blinked a couple times then realized we were all looking at her, she smiled and said, “I beg your indulgence. I received a full dose to obtain a sample and am still a little distracted.”
I noticed how flushed she looked and realized that she was still aroused by her kiss with Rhea. But she was somehow able to keep her wits about her. Or maybe it is that she cannot keep her wits about her in her half mad mind that is what insulated her from Rhea's influence.
She started in, her tone that reminded me so much of a teacher imparting knowledge on young ones. “It is a nano-phage that we were all exposed to, biological machines not dissimilar to our nanites that target the pleasure and baser urge centers of the brain. It opens up pathways in the brain that make those affected more susceptible to the one who's bio-signature matches the phages. In this case Rhea. She, in effect, creates an almost animalistic love and lust response in her victims. Stoking their base desires, then crafts her will around that.”
Then she smiled and took a deep breath like she was enjoying something. Then shook it off and said in a flat tone, “I am working with our bio-engineers here in Saellifor, I should have a solution to negating it in a few hours. I would do it faster, only I'm a little... distracted.”
I nodded, that was good news, then asked, “Why does it seem to affect some races more than others?”
She tilted her head and smiled at me like I should know. “A couple simple reasons really. First, some of the areas of the brain affected by the nano-phage that govern the baser instincts are lesser developed in some, like the Ragnarok. Then in others like the humans who live in the dirtiest environment with a diverse array of pathogens that they need to combat have developed almost supercharged immune systems that help to fight the phage. Then she looked at Kat and chuckled, dirty little humans, and stuck her tongue out cutely at her. Kat crinkled her nose up
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