Phoenix Starship Andromeda—Medical Spaces
Doc Dobson shut down the emergency rejuvenation alarm. “Damn fool noisemaker,” he muttered as he entered the rejuvenation control center.
His technicians had already set up the tank and filled it with Arcan nutrient fluid. Dobson checked to make sure. Wrong fluid—rejuvenation would not happen. It wasn’t a fatal error, but he didn’t like errors. The fluid was right. He checked the DNA sequencing display—it read Jocara Porovik. He checked the microbiome, making sure it was Arcan and not Human or Asterian.
“Okay, do it,” he said.
A n***d female Arcan began to form in the tank, her light green scales showing through the fluid.
So different from Humans, Dobson thought. I never believed I’d see the day when I would be rejuvenating intelligent lizard
