[Blake Warren]

1608
Laboratory

Blake sighed. Witwer, or at least the child she'd regressed into, reminded him distinctly of his younger brother Daniel as a little kid.

14-year-old Blake had detested being followed around by his 4-year-old brother.

He tried to be reassuring. "It's okay, I promise I'm a nice, green person." And rather uselessly tried to scrub his hands against the uniform trousers, even though the coloring was clearly in the skin. "At least you seem unaffected, Captain. I'm, not exactly good with kids. Right, cookies, all kids like cookies. Can we get somebody to hit up the mess?"

A tap on his shoulder caught Blake's attention from the seemingly-unaffected Harris and the miniaturized Witwer. He turned around to Major Gaines, as the man asked a very disturbing question.

Not. Happening. This wasn't happening. But he tackled it, feeling a little wary of somebody with military training and seeming memory loss. "You're in a laboratory on base, and we've all been exposed to some chemicals."

And he went for a lab stool, and even that much movement soon made Blake feel winded as he dragged it toward Gaines. "Here, you sit down on this and tell me what you can remember."

He leaned on the counter and made a distinct effort to breath while looking at the veins and skin of his hands. And there was definitely a color shift going on.

Oh he was not. Blake looked up at the other clear-headed member of the group, as he could see a purple hue just barely starting to take up and spread. "Do you think the lieutenant watched Barney as a child, Captain? All of us, need to get to the infirmary and the Ancient diagnostics."

<<tag Billie Jean Witwer, Kata Harris, Tyrone Gaines, Vanessa Collins, Vanessa Whitmore>>

[Vanessa Collins]

1608
Laboratory

As soon as the fog had cleared, so to speak, Vanessa was greeted with chaos and a high pitch screaming from what she could tell was from an child. And seconds later she did see a girl of 5 years of age came out running. Obviously scared of her wits. Her eyes then traveled to Blake, who was turning green. Not that helped the matters. While Harris appeared to be unaffected at the moment and was calming the child down who was now identified to be Lieutenant Witwer the missing member of the SV-2 that was present.

Keeping an eye on the others who were affected also was proving to be a hard, but at least she had her assistants to keep tabs on lab personnel while she deal with the other section of the lab. Two or more eyes were going to be helpful. She wasn't sure if Angler went inside or not, as Vanessa hadn't seen her at all once the briefing had come to an end. She looked at Moore who appeared to be talking to himself and acting like a Mad Hatter from Alice in Wonderland. Going back to the only member of the flagship team around and SV-2. She had send one of the SF to the Mess hall to get some cookies. It was then Gianes made his appearance again. What he said made her feel concerned about what was happening. From what she could tell that Tyrone couldn't recall who he was much less as to why he was here. Moving she spoke to her assistant then saw the woman leave the room. She wanted Gaines's file and fast.

Opening the base wide communications, she asked for the medical team and hope they arrived fast. Then switched to her radio to call any team available to the observation room, ASAP.

They needed that witch doctor.

<<Tag: Blake Warren, Tyrone Gaines, Kata Harris, Vanessa Whitmore>>

[Tyrone Gaines]

1609
Laboratory

While Myself had no idea where he was, the Others around him seemed to. Green-veins offered him a seat and explained that he was in a laboratory on a base. Looking around, Myself noticed that a lot of the folks around him were wearing military outfits on some kind, and looking down, he saw that he was also attired in this fashion. So he was either in the military, or somehow connected to it. The revelation didn't trigger a flood of memory, but it did, for some unexplained reason, feel right.

"I must admit, I don't remember anything," Myself replied, shaking his head. "I woke up on the floor a moment ago, and now I'm talking to you. That's it."

Baby-girl, a infant who seemed out of place, was scared and being comforted by another of the Others. Myself spotted a new face, Brown-hair, a woman who everyone else seemed to be looking to for guidance. She was communicating with those around her and handing out orders, obviously running the show. Maybe she had some answers for me.

"Are you in charge?" Myself asked. "How did I get here?"

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[Billie Jean Witwer]

1609
Laboratory

Wiping her nose on the sleeve of the shirt she wore, Billie looked up to see a pretty lady with a brown hair and funny cloths causing Billie to make a face. She like her pretty dresses that Mommy brought her. Most were in her favorite colour of pink. Crawling a little out of her spot, she giggled at the green bean, "Beans are yucky!" the tiny preschooler commented as she eyed Blake again, warily.

Secured in the arms of the funny cloths lady, Billie wrapped her tiny arms around the woman's neck, and felt a little calm. Her face perked up at the mention of cookie, "No telling daddy," she looked around for her father absently, "or he will eat them," her voice was low as if it was secret being shared.

She watched Tyrone in fascination as the man came into her line of view, when the mention of Barney made her look at Blake again, "Who's Barney? I like Elmo." Then jerked a little when the overhead speakers came to life. She didn't understand the fuss.

"What's wrong with him?" she asked pointing to Gaines, "Is he lost too?" Being lost away from home wasn't fun. Her mommy and daddy will start worrying soon if they didn't find her at school and in class.

<<Tag: Blake Warren, Tyrone Gaines, Kata Harris, Vanessa Whitmore>>

[Kata Harris]

1609
Laboratory

A five year old, a colorful anthropologist and now a man who has no idea of who he is. This would probably be one of the more interesting reports she would ever write. Little Billie wrapped her arms around her neck, "I'll make sure we don't tell your daddy." she said looking to the child she held, "He isn't lost, just a little confused, so we are going to help him out." Harris looked back to Gaines who still looked very confused, "Sir, your name is Major-" she paused, best keep it short and sweet as to not confuse him more. "Your name is Tyrone. This is Billie, green bean is actually named Blake and the lady on the other side of the glass is Dr. Collins." she kept her voice calm, just like when she had first spoken to little Witwer, except not so childish this time. A sudden wave of numbness shot up her leg and she winced as she felt what felt like a muscle cramp set in, she had a feeling that eating a banana wouldn't help with the pain either. 

While Dr. Warren's suggestion they all get to the infirmary as soon as possible, they couldn't just leave the lab and risk contaminating the rest of the base. If anyone needed to get to the infirmary soon it was Dr. Warren himself, she could hear what sounded like wheezing coming from the man. "Doc, take a seat, please, don't need you passing out." Kata said adjusting her hold on Billie and turning towards the observation room, "Dr. Collins, I think Major Moore needs to go bring our Shaman friend in for a visit." she said. If anything it would keep Major Moore occupied and out of Collins hair, not  sulking around because a civilian got the job he wanted. 

[Vanessa Collins]

1610
Laboratory Observation Room

The file she requested arrived just as Gaines asked his questions, "For now, I'm in charge," Vanessa confirmed, as she looked at the Commanding Officer of SV-2, who still appeared for have no re-collection of who he was. If the side affects were long lasting, they were in for along haul, "You got here via Stargate. From one galaxy to another."

Harris was adding her own on who he was. She was about to speak when the medical staff came barging in, "Should be safe enough for every one to go in. I still suggest that suits are worn before entering. No further changes are to be taken." With a nod the group left. Her attention was again focused on the group, when Captain Marshall of SV-7 arrived with his team.

"How can we help out Doctor?"

Vanessa handed him the gate address, "We need their local healer who they claim comes from another planet, and fast. Herbal medicine supplied have shown to have side effects. Can your team find him and bring him here?"

Marshall looked at his team as all nodded at the unasked question, "We will do it," he confirmed. Mentally shaking his head at Moore's trouble he brought on the base in the absences of its two leaders.

Glad for that, "Make it fast Captain. We don't know how long it will be before we can't reverse the whole thing." Then again, they weren't sure if the it was going to be permanent or not. For the sake of those affected, she hoped not.

<<Tag: Blake Warren, Tyrone Gaines, Kata Harris, Vanessa Whitmore>>

((Now have fun as the medical personnel are here ))

[Blake Warren]

1610
Laboratory

Blake accepted herding Major Gaines, since he was quite happy to leave Lieutenant Witwer to Captain Harris. "Well, that's a looonnngg story."

But Elmo. Give him time and Blake was sure he was going to turn red eventually. Harris took it on herself to explain things at a basic level Good, simple was good. Nobody with amnesia needed blind-sided with "on an expedition in another galaxy."

As the purple deepened, Blake took her advice, sitting down. "I think it's something other than that, Captain. I can breathe fine, but," He lowered his head between his knees to try to help. "It feels like drownin', almost did that as a kid in the East Lagoon of Lake Peachtree. Person can breathe water all they want and they'll still croak from it."

And Dr. Collins was not going to help Gaines' confusion with that. As the doors hissed open, Blake figured one thing was a bright light. If the base hadn't gone into the quarantine mode Steve had told him about, they weren't contagious, right? He raised a hand to one of the nurses. "I would suggest some blood, the rainbow effects I got going all 'round here started right on the veins."

He shrugged off his outer jacket to let them take the samples they would obviously need. But the steadily deepening purple made the nurse click her tongue. "We need to do a full blood panel. How are you feeling, Doctor?"

"Short of breath, but I can breathe fine. It's strange." He wanted to look away as she prepped to take the blood, but made himself look as the vial filled, with blood that was a darker purple than his skin apparently was. And he didn't like the very 'This is bad' look on her face. She kept her tone calm as she answered him. "Based on the color alone, I would guess your hemoglobin is breaking down, Doctor."

"Great, losing the ability to breathe oxygen. That's just great."

[Tyrone Gaines]

1609
Laboratory

According to Brown-hair, Myself had arrived here by something called a Stargate, and here was in another galaxy. What a 'Stargate' was remained to be seen. By the sounds of it, he was a long way from home. However, it didn't explain exactly where 'here' was. Looking around, he observed that he was in some sort of science or medical facility. Was he sick? Was the fact he couldn't remember anything related to this sickness? All things considered, he didn't seem to be doing that badly, given that another guy was turning green.

He was approached by someone who also seemed to be in charge, and had a few answers. Knows-much, as he decided to call her for clarity sake, explained that his name was Tryone. For some reason, just like learning he was in the military, the name felt right. It was possible that he might actually still have his memories, only they weren't accessible at the moment. That would explain why some things just seemed to fit into place.

"Nobody has really explained where 'here' is," he replied to Knows-much. "Am I meant to be here? Have I also been like this?"

From her observation post, Brown-hair was talking to some unfamiliar Others, ordering them off on errands. Hopefully when she had a moment she could give Tyrone more answers.

< Tag Vanessa Collins, James Calmara, Blake Warren, Kata Harris, Billie Jean Witwer & Vanessa Whitmore >

[Billie Jean Witwer]

1609
Laboratory

Billie grinned as the funny clothes lady agreed not to tell her daddy, "Chocolate ones, right?" she asked. The lady was nice, so was green bean, even she didn't like beans. She looked at Gaines again, but waved when the lady who held her said her name, "Hi," came out a little hyped like most girls at her age, she spoke to Gaines. But the man seems to be a little lost to her too. His expressions were little scary for her.

But when the door opened and the people came in wearing even more odd clothes then the lady who was carrying her. "Why are they wearing those funny things?" she asked as they inched closer.

"Come on sweetheart," one gestured for her into her arms taking the weight away from Kata, "We will take some sample of blood, "You are not scared of needles are you? Doctor needs to look at Miss Kata."

A worried expression drew on her face, "She is okay, isn't she?" Billie asked and shook her head in no, "Mommy says only silly people are scared of needles. It's not going to hurt is it?" But Mommy said alot of things.

Smiling at the cuteness of the child, "A little bit. My name is name is Nikki," she moved quickly to get started, "Sarah, can you take Tyrone. He's a priority right now." Memory loss was not funny. Breaking a seal of the sterilised needle, Nikki assemble the blood drawing. "If you are good, we got cookie on the side for you." It was well known that bribing Witwer with cookies was the only way to get anything done when the LT wasn't up for tasks.

<<Tag: Lequana Ka'ti of Partho, Blake Warren, Tyrone Gaines, Kata Harris, Vanessa Whitmore>>

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1610
Laboratory Observation Room

Fiala moved swiftly down the corridor towards the emergency in the lads and could only hope it was at least contained in time. With her radio in hand she heard the charter of instructions form security personnel to seal of the lads, with in less than a minute the area was sealed and Fiala couldn't help but smile at the response time. She had been taken off SV-1 to help get security personal in to shape and cut down response times. They weren't a mess, but with the difference in culture's and training had a habit of interfering with there team work. Thankfully everything had turned out well.

As Fiala came to a fork in the corridor two security personnel gave a nodded, giving her the permission to continue to the lad. Fiala clicked her fingers to the British Private signalling for him to follow. When she finally reached the observation room Fiala signaled the private to remain at the door. Looking at the team Fiala spoke,

" What the hell happened here?" with a another look over she spoke again, "Permission to enter the room in case needed."


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[Kata Harris]

1610
Laboratory

Major Gaines still looked confused, "Nobody has really explained where 'here' is, am I meant to be here? Have I also been like this?" Kata nodded, "You are currently on Base, it is a military outpost, you're safe here. You have not always been confused, it's something new and just as Dr. Warren is turning green and Billie is now a kid, we don't know why." Medical personal entered the lab dressed in biohaz gear, Billie's hold on her neck tightened as one of the nurses approached. "Why are they wearing those funny things?" Witwer was watching them with wide eyes, "So they won't catch our germs...cooties." Kata told her as she was taken from her arms. Did five year olds even know about cooties yet? Or was that a six or seven year old thing?

Kata leaned back against and watched Nikki with Witwer for a moment, "Captain my name is Patrick, I need a blood sample." she turned to the medic who stood beside her, even though he wore a biohaz suit he seemed nervous to be standing so close, "Go for it, have fun finding a vein, they like to play hide and seek." the medic laughed nervously and unwrapped a clean needle to use. 

"Billie, I might need you to hold my hand, needles scare me." she waited for the pinch that would let her know the needle had been inserted but it never came,  "You can stick me anytime.." Harris muttered, "Um, ma'am. I have." she looked over to her left arm and saw the needle sticking out of her arm, the vial attach was slowly filling with her blood. "You can't feel that?" Patrick asked, she shook her head. "I thought it was just a little numbness in my fingers and leg." 

"Sounds like you are slowly loosing feeling in your limbs." Patrick pulled the needle from her arm and handed her a cotten swab to stop the small bit of bleeding. She was loosing feeling, though she could still use her arm, but her leg seemed a little iffy. "Heart rate is elevated." Kata gave the man a look, "And that suprises you?" she asked. "My CO can't remember who he is, the Anthropologist is turning purple, Barbie is a Barbie." her attention was drawn to Major Moore who was still babbling away in the corner, "And then we have him.." she frowned. She did not like to point fingers, but if she had to assiociate anyone with this...mishap, it would be Moore. He always wanted to make himself look good for the IOA. Of course this time it backfired and landed a bunch of them in hot water. 

[Blake Warren]

1610
Laboratory

Blake managed to stand up as other blood samples were taken, and Fiala had arrived, he saw her through the glass. He gave her his shy wave as the purple deepened. God, if his stomach turned back green, it was clearly proof that God really did hate him.

He looked closer at the backs of his hands. "Actually, I think this is plum, Captain. And I'm agreeing with her about the heart rate. Though let's avoid the cootie infections."

His nurse Sandra held the vial up to the light before muttering. "More like mulberry, Doctor."

"Steve would say that's plum, and he made the color choices in our house. He'd think this was uproariously funny if he was here."

Sandra held his arm in her gloved hand. "I doubt that. Patrick, we'll need supplemental oxygen for Doctor Warren and anemia testing."

And so Harris was losing feeling, Moore was reminding Blake of his mother-in-law, and Gaines was taking the strangeness pretty well. Yep, great day. At least Witwer was being pretty sedate for a small child. "Is it safe to take us to the infirmary?'

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610
Laboratory Observation Room


Fiala stood there against the window watching as the doctors moved around catching blood samples. He had been on SV-1 with Warren and still felt reasonable for him. It was the moment he waved that she decided it was time to move,

" Private suit up and I want you to remain out side."

With that Fiala left the observation room and made her way to get in her hazard suit. With help from the Private, plus vise versa they were dressed and sealed in a minute. Fiala made sure to grad the gun holster belt and holster her side arm. Suited up the Private stood watch out side while Fiala made her way in side. She wasn't going to take risks and with the reaction of this disease with already the fear of what out come it could produce. As she finally made her way in to the room her attention first Kate, the last thing she want was Commander of SV-2 been told information that sounded literately out of this world. With her back porker straight as always she walked in as if she ran the show, even if Venessa was over looking.

" As of this moment sir I must request you refrain from mention anything regarding the Stargate Programme to your former CO, till then he is relieved of command duties. They may think your spreading lies to him " Fiala looked Kate up and down with her eyes, immediately noticing something was wrong. " What's your condition Captain and how are you too Mr Warren ? " as she turn to him she gave him a wink.


<Tag Vanessa Collins , Kata Harris , Blake Warren , Tyrone Gaines>

[Tyrone Gaines]

1609
Laboratory

So he hadn't always been this way. That was good to hear. Brown-hair, who someone else called 'Captain', confirmed that he was on a military base and that he had only recently lost his memory. The details of why this had happened she didn't explain, either because she wasn't sure herself, or due to other unspoken nefarious reasons. Knowing that he had once had his memory was both a gift and a curse: it opened up the possibility that he might be able to regain it, but also meant that if he never got it back he would be a lesser person that he'd once been.

A previously unseen woman entered the room, and instructed Brown-hair to stop talking to Tyrone about the nature of their work. He resisted the urge to narrow his eyes at Speaks-different. It was possible that she was just doing her job, and that she was acting in his best interests. It was equally possible that she knew something he didn't, which in his current state, could be anything really. For the time being he elected to steer clear of her until he learned more.

"I'll stay out of everyone's way," he explained, moving to a quiet corner of the room and taking a seat. He sat there for a few moments, taking around everything in. Once he was sure that no one was paying him attention, he quietly opened up a laptop on the desk in front of him. In the confusion around him, the previous user of the device had forgotten to close it down or active the password requirement, which gave him full access to the system.

Looking up every now and again to make sure no one was watching, Tyrone began to dig, trying to get to the bottom of why he was here and where his memories had gone.

< Tag Vanessa Collins, Lequana Ka'ti of Partho, James Calmara, Blake Warren, Kata Harris, Billie Jean Witwer & Vanessa Whitmore >

[Blake Warren]

1610
Laboratory

As Lieutenant Skala walked in, it did make Blake feel better. The lieutenant knew what she was doing.

Blake spread his arms wide, palms out, in a gesture of display. "Busy competing with Barney and feeling like I'm dry drowning, Lieutenant."

Sandra wrapped a gloved hand around his upper arm. "Lieutenant, if you would help get all of the affected personnel to the infirmary. I can't start Doctor Warren on oxygen up here."

1630
Isolation Area
Infirmary

Now that she had the Ancient diagnostic equipment, Sandra could process the blood work from all their affected personnel.

She would have bet money based on symptoms whose test would complete first and what it said, and she would have won that bet as she had Warren's digitized medical records up on one screen and the blood test results on the other. Severe anemia, but complicated. It wasn't that the hemoglobin was breaking down, exactly, it was becoming something else. At this rate, she figured he wouldn't be able to breathe oxygen in a few hours.

And meanwhile her patient was purple, which seemed to be shifting to some shade of blue as she watched him sitting on the gurney.

And of course, with the different reported symptoms, other results would be different. "Patrick! Do you have the blood work on Captain Harris?"

<<tag Kata Harris, Lequana Ka'ti of Partho, Tyrone Gaines, Vanessa Collins>>