... And the cogs start turning.

[arvg]

XiaoBei was impressed by Holliday's work, he huffed a deep draught on his cigarette as he fumbled for his mug of tea, walking around the bench reading the data pad.

"Well I'll be Bug... *ahem*" he cleared his throat and looked up, "you're on the right track here... actually, your plan is great... but alien nanobots won't respond well to your home brewed ones... no... but..." he hefted the nano-stapler. "If we reprogram the alien nanobots with the same coding you have on your home brew... well the other nanobots won't reject them, and they can neutralize the offending little blighters..."

He shook his head. "It's not a fix for Omega-52, but it might... well... should... errm... well there's a chance it will work with the Premier. However, it certainly won't hurt him to try." he began to copy Holliday's code into the nerve stapler. "I suggest, since you are the attending physician, that you do the honours..." he tossed the gun-like device over to the other Doctor."

"Kiss your knickers good bye, Volkhan, Doc Holliday's about to kick that perky little behind of yours!"

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