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Smart Men
"Rodney!" Adam pulled his arm from the scientists grip, "What is it? You don't have to drag me."
"Found something I need you to turn on." Rodney looked at the doctor with a frown. Didn't Valorious understand how important his work was?
"Okay, I'll turn it on." Valorious shook a finger at Rodney like he was scolding a small boy, "When I've finished my report. I may have found some pieces of a thing I can modify so it de-ages people the Wraith eat."
Rodney gapped at Valorious. Sure he'd heard about how smart he was, how inventive, how... amazing Valorious was. But he'd never believed it. "De-ages?" That was exactly what they needed, "And prevents?"
"No. Only de-ages. It'll only work on people we save before they die." Valorious got a far-off look in his eyes and cocked his head to the side.
Rodney knew that he was mentally getting technical and waited impatiently for Valorious to think what he was thinking. When it got too long, he huffed, "So? Can you make it work?"
"No. But I can keep at it. I think that... maybe if I..." Valorious trailed off again and Rodney sighed. Being brilliant himself, he was willing to admit that Valorious was brilliant, or at least some sort of wizard or something, meant mental side trips in your head that would mean nothing to those who weren't in your own field.
"Okay, fine, finish the report then call me when you're done. I'll have more for you to activate then." By the way that Valorious wondered off, Rodney knew the chances were better in favour of Carson finishing the gene therapy before Valorious got around to his office.
And Rodney McKay was not going to take everything to Valorious. He'd commandeer Major Sheppard instead.
To Be Continued