Nico and the team were eagerly awaiting their arrival at the labs and had an observation pod ready for them as soon as they arrived.
"This will monitor your brain activity. We will also monitor how your body reacts to the dicine. The simulations say that it should be safe with a one hundred percent rate of survival, but we don't know how well it will work on your minds." The lead dical technician, a Huntress in a long white lab coat, inford them.
"Got it. Do you think it will work on the kids too?" One of them asked. They were all so similarly built that Max would have to read their minds or ask to tell which were male and female, but he was starting to get the hang of it by the way they dressed.
Four of them liked beads in their wings, pressed around the base of the feathers to add a layer of shimring colours when the light hit them, and the other four were plainer in their fashion. The shimring ones were the males, and they had chosen the colours by the ones that their mates liked best.
"Alright, this is the first dication. It is a form of chemical that the brain secretes when it is stressed. That might alert your minds to store all the mories, and not just the most important ones." She explained.
Two of the Harpia were given that dicine, and then she turned back to her counter and picked up another bottle. "This one is an advanced nanotechnology dicine that humans have developed that will cause your brain to create new mory pathways. It is a bit more risky than the first one, so I will ask for volunteers."
All of them, including the two who took the first dicine, put up their hands, and the Huntress shook her head. "A Harpia is always so eager to please. But if we give everything to everyone the first day, we won't know what worked."
Nico nodded. "The two closest to will get this treatnt. Then the ones closest to the lead Doctor, and then the last pair. Is that fine by you all?"
The Harpia looked between each other, then nodded. "Got it, boss."
Max resisted the urge to facepalm. They weren't deciding if the idea was a good one. They were wondering if it was important enough for them to rember it or if soone else would take care of that for them. It seed that half the issue wasn't even their capability. They had just gotten used to living in the mont and not worrying about morizing things.
Nico administered the dicine, and then the Doctor gave another pair of more traditional ADHD dicine from the human supplies, and then Nico gave the last pair an injection to the upper neck that Max identified as a nanotech mory implant.
If all else failed, it would rember everything for them, and once it finished linking itself to their mory pathways, they should be able to rember much more. The implant was originally designed for precision work, where even the most minute details were important to recall perfectly.
They were banned from almost all human competitions, but they were standard treatnts for short-term mory loss in veterans.
"Now, we will ask you all a series of questions to see how quickly the dicine has begun to work." The Doctor inford the eight dancers, who looked incredibly out of place in a research lab in their skimpy uniforms.
"What did you have for breakfast the day before yesterday?" Nico asked the group who had gotten the mory implants.
"Number thirty-seven on the breakfast nu. A bowl of stuff with crunchy bread." The Harpia replied.
Oatal and toast. Nico checked the response against the replicator logs and nodded that it was correct.
"What was your uniform on the third day you were at work?" The Doctor asked the group who had gotten the first treatnt, and they simply shrugged.
Stress would help you rember things, but it usually wouldn't help you rember things you forgot, so the treatnt wasn't going to do much right now, in Max's opinion. The question was important, though, as it helped give them a baseline to go by.
"It was the cute black dresses. The sa ones we are supposed to wear tomorrow." The male of the pair who had gotten the nanotech dicine blurted out.
"Oh, that was neat. It just popped into my mind like it actually mattered. I wonder where that dress is. It is cute." He continued.
"It's in the closet, next to the other clean stuff. The big guy with one eye arranged the closet last weekend to help us pick the right stuff by putting it in daily order." His mate replied.
"It was in order? Oh, that was a great idea. I've just been grabbing what looked cute for the day." The ones who had gotten the ADHD dicine laughed.
This was utter Chaos, Max decided. They were starting to rember things already, but most of what they were recalling were things that they had gotten in trouble for forgetting. He put a note about that in the research logs, where both Nico and the Doctor could see it, and saw the Huntress's eyes gleam as she made the connection.
They were beginning to rember, based on cues, from the most important events backward.
A small light blinked, and the assistants in the room frowned. "Doctor, two of the dicines have been processed through their bloodstreams already. Absorption was very close to zero."
An alarm went off, and all four of them turned to look at the door. "That alarm ans it's ti for the guy to co tell us that we need to go or we will be late for work."
Max smirked as he realized that they had long since given up on being on ti. They just set the alarm to go to work with the guy who ca to tell them they were going to be late.
He looked at the eight Harpia and decided to speed the process up a bit. "Since the two absorbed dications are an imdiate failure, thanks to the digestive system of the Harpia, how about we give both of the successful treatnts to all eight volunteers, and then we will go with them to work and see how things go for them?"
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