Stop that! It's silly!
After my talk with Storvik, I decided it was time to bring Lothar to heel. And to heal, for that matter. I didn't want to have a breakdown with my cloning equipment, and Lothar's desire for Khan death was testing it about as far as it could go.
I spent a few minutes gathering certain equipment and synthesizing various chemicals. A few minutes more was all that was needed to program the medical transporter for the proper sequence.
I had three of my clones place transporter signal enhancers around the bar where Lothar was drinking. Then, while he was throwing a fit (or a Storvik, as it turned out) and was sufficiently distracted, this sequence of events happened:
-a large quantity of proteases were beamed throughout Lothar's body, activating the sex-change process to return her to male
-a virus-deativating prion was also beamed throughout Lothar's body, halting the chance of the sex-change reversing itself, turning him female again
-a weight-and-metabolism tailored cocktail of mood stabilizers and enhancers (in effect-enhancing solution) was beamed into Lothar's stomach
-the transporter cleared his system of all metabolic toxins (including alcohol), to prevent potential mood swings and hangover effects
-the ship's negotiator, Ensign MacAllister, was beamed into the bar (with his feet shackled to a table) to try to talk some sense into Lothar. At the very least it meant that Lothar might stop singing, and who knows...MacAllister might be successful.
I spent a few minutes gathering certain equipment and synthesizing various chemicals. A few minutes more was all that was needed to program the medical transporter for the proper sequence.
I had three of my clones place transporter signal enhancers around the bar where Lothar was drinking. Then, while he was throwing a fit (or a Storvik, as it turned out) and was sufficiently distracted, this sequence of events happened:
-a large quantity of proteases were beamed throughout Lothar's body, activating the sex-change process to return her to male
-a virus-deativating prion was also beamed throughout Lothar's body, halting the chance of the sex-change reversing itself, turning him female again
-a weight-and-metabolism tailored cocktail of mood stabilizers and enhancers (in effect-enhancing solution) was beamed into Lothar's stomach
-the transporter cleared his system of all metabolic toxins (including alcohol), to prevent potential mood swings and hangover effects
-the ship's negotiator, Ensign MacAllister, was beamed into the bar (with his feet shackled to a table) to try to talk some sense into Lothar. At the very least it meant that Lothar might stop singing, and who knows...MacAllister might be successful.