Akio leaned in, his body craning forward as he looked over a series of blood samples that the Medical Sennin had laid out. Each small glass vial bore his own name, handwritten in Nao’s now-very-familiar script. Ever since he'd awoken from his coma, the young Senju had been trying to piece together what exactly it was that had happened to his body, why he was able to have awakened naturally when so many others still laid asleep. And now here he was, tasked alongside Ashikawa Shun, his med-nin colleague, with creating a vaccine for it themselves. Nao seemed to believe that his blood might hold important clues, and he had requested both Akio and Shun to assist in analyzing the samples.
Setting aside his initial apprehension, Akio pulled on a pair of sterile gloves and laid out several slides on the lab’s countertop. Akio had never been great at the meticulous parts of being a med-nin, the real science behind the fancy healing jutsus. After all, he was a naturally emotional and impulsive young man. But he'd also trained under Sennin Nao for long enough that he knew better than to ignore the protocol. The fluorescent lights that were overhead buzzed softly, lighting up the quarter-filled glass tubes and the various pieces of equipment the pair would need to use in their analysis of the samples and synthesis of a vaccine. He retrieved one vial, swirled it around to mix the contents, then placed a careful drop of the liquid onto the first slide. After covering it with a thin clear strip, he slid it beneath the scope, leaning in to focus the lens.
"Yep, clear." He said, moving the slide around in the microscope a bit just to make sure he didn't miss any virion hiding. "Guess we should probably check out one of the victims samples. Maybe mixing the two would cause a reaction? At least then we'd know if it was something in the blood." Turning his attention back to the microscope, Akio turned the focus ring, pressing his eye up against the scope. Under the lens, tiny cells floated in slightly off-clear fluid. He could already spot those faint anomalies, the virus visible within the blood cells. Leaning back up to take a syringe and carefully drip a drop from one of his own blood samples into the current one, he watched to see if they reacted.
Yes, they'd reacted alright. Almost as soon as the fresh, untainted blood from Akio's sample met the virally corrupted one already on the tray, he'd be able to see the results. Leaning over the scope again, Akio watched as the virus quickly attacked his own blood cells, spreading faster than any normal virus would. "Well... not the blood I guess."
He looked across the lab, aware that he was not the only person working through the backlog of samples and data. Shun too had been asked to help with the procedure. He'd been left, by Nao, a parallel set of tests that focused on finding any markers that might have been influenced by the remnants of the virus or by any dormant chakra-related effects. Nao had notes that he'd outlined after his initial tests of Akio's blood, positing that the virus may be related to chakra somehow, as ninja seemed to have slightly differing effects and a lack of the general heightened immunities they normally enjoyed over less physically honed civilians. Akio offered a brief nod and a smile to acknowledge Shun’s presence, then asked with his usual upbeat and cheerful tone, "How's it comin' along on your end, Shun-kun?"
[WC | 603 — Total WC | 603]
Setting aside his initial apprehension, Akio pulled on a pair of sterile gloves and laid out several slides on the lab’s countertop. Akio had never been great at the meticulous parts of being a med-nin, the real science behind the fancy healing jutsus. After all, he was a naturally emotional and impulsive young man. But he'd also trained under Sennin Nao for long enough that he knew better than to ignore the protocol. The fluorescent lights that were overhead buzzed softly, lighting up the quarter-filled glass tubes and the various pieces of equipment the pair would need to use in their analysis of the samples and synthesis of a vaccine. He retrieved one vial, swirled it around to mix the contents, then placed a careful drop of the liquid onto the first slide. After covering it with a thin clear strip, he slid it beneath the scope, leaning in to focus the lens.
"Yep, clear." He said, moving the slide around in the microscope a bit just to make sure he didn't miss any virion hiding. "Guess we should probably check out one of the victims samples. Maybe mixing the two would cause a reaction? At least then we'd know if it was something in the blood." Turning his attention back to the microscope, Akio turned the focus ring, pressing his eye up against the scope. Under the lens, tiny cells floated in slightly off-clear fluid. He could already spot those faint anomalies, the virus visible within the blood cells. Leaning back up to take a syringe and carefully drip a drop from one of his own blood samples into the current one, he watched to see if they reacted.
Yes, they'd reacted alright. Almost as soon as the fresh, untainted blood from Akio's sample met the virally corrupted one already on the tray, he'd be able to see the results. Leaning over the scope again, Akio watched as the virus quickly attacked his own blood cells, spreading faster than any normal virus would. "Well... not the blood I guess."
He looked across the lab, aware that he was not the only person working through the backlog of samples and data. Shun too had been asked to help with the procedure. He'd been left, by Nao, a parallel set of tests that focused on finding any markers that might have been influenced by the remnants of the virus or by any dormant chakra-related effects. Nao had notes that he'd outlined after his initial tests of Akio's blood, positing that the virus may be related to chakra somehow, as ninja seemed to have slightly differing effects and a lack of the general heightened immunities they normally enjoyed over less physically honed civilians. Akio offered a brief nod and a smile to acknowledge Shun’s presence, then asked with his usual upbeat and cheerful tone, "How's it comin' along on your end, Shun-kun?"
[WC | 603 — Total WC | 603]
