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[Sept. 23] [Suikoden III] Immunity
Title: Immunity
Day/Theme: Sept. 23, 2009 "the ultimate reality"
Series: Suikoden III
Character/Pairing: Sasarai, Dr. Forte Ismeiro
Rating: PG
"You lived in Crystal Valley during the 453 flu scare, right?" the doctor queried. Sasarai, not sure about this line of questioning, nodded silently, wringing out the wet cloth in his hands over a basin. "But you didn't get the flu?"
"No," the bishop replied succinctly. "I was sick, but it was different."
"Then I'm willing to bet," Forte declared, "That you are immune to the Ghausu Fever. And not only that," he stressed the words in his growing excitement, "But that you've already had it- albeit a much milder strain!"
"I had Ghausu Fever?" Sasarai gaped. Wouldn't Dr. Miyo have known and reported it if such a frightening thing had happened to him? Wouldn't he have been quarantined?
"Yes, I'm fairly sure of it. The milder version doesn't bring with it the distinctive change in the color of your skin- not the red blotches at least- your face was probably just flushed with the heat of the fever. You see," Forte flipped through the pages of his notepad, seeming to indicate their contents for one reason or another, "It was the coinciding of that fever and a normal sort of influenza that killed people in the capital that year. I didn't know what was happening at the time- I hadn't even ever been to the capital then, but I researched it later- those who died from that flu, including Alesso Mioko and those other Counsel members had recently suffered very mild cases of what I identified as Ghausu Fever. They probably thought they had had an ordinary fever and thought nothing more of it. But later when they caught that flu either they couldn't fight it as well or it interacted with the remnants of the fever in their bodies and it killed them. I don't know exactly why. ...I don't think any of us do."
It was a strange subject, largely unfamiliar to Sasarai. And he hadn't even thought back to those events in years. It chilled him to think he had been just a step away from becoming yet another influenza fatality that year. It was sobering to think of the fickle horrors of disease when so little could be done to curb its ravages. "So what does having had this plague do for me?" he asked at last.
"Like I said before- you're immune to it. I would be willing to stake the rest of my income for the rest of my days on it. Whatever you do, you won't fall ill. You can only catch this once. Which actually makes you the perfect person to minister to our patients. I'm not so sure I can say the same of your friends Nika and Stephen, but you never know. You have more detailed recollections of your medical history than the average person because of your long history with that particular doctor, Miyo, and because your health has had such an impact on your life. Even if they'd gone through the same thing they probably wouldn't know."
Sasarai frowned. As nice as it was to hear this, it did nothing to soothe his troubled mind. Actually, he was left feeling a little guilty that he would have some degree of protection while his colleagues were fully exposed to the dangers of the situation.
He tried to see it from the doctor's point of view. "So, does knowing all that help your research any?"
"It might, it might!" Forte grinned cheerfully, rubbing his large hands together. "Every little bit helps, Sasarai."
"Well, I do wish you the best of luck with that," the bishop admitted. It couldn't hurt any for Forte to learn as much as he possibly could about the disease. He might discover a better way for them to care for these people or a way to predict where the disease might strike next. Who could say? Medical matters were always something of a mystery to Sasarai.
Day/Theme: Sept. 23, 2009 "the ultimate reality"
Series: Suikoden III
Character/Pairing: Sasarai, Dr. Forte Ismeiro
Rating: PG
"You lived in Crystal Valley during the 453 flu scare, right?" the doctor queried. Sasarai, not sure about this line of questioning, nodded silently, wringing out the wet cloth in his hands over a basin. "But you didn't get the flu?"
"No," the bishop replied succinctly. "I was sick, but it was different."
"Then I'm willing to bet," Forte declared, "That you are immune to the Ghausu Fever. And not only that," he stressed the words in his growing excitement, "But that you've already had it- albeit a much milder strain!"
"I had Ghausu Fever?" Sasarai gaped. Wouldn't Dr. Miyo have known and reported it if such a frightening thing had happened to him? Wouldn't he have been quarantined?
"Yes, I'm fairly sure of it. The milder version doesn't bring with it the distinctive change in the color of your skin- not the red blotches at least- your face was probably just flushed with the heat of the fever. You see," Forte flipped through the pages of his notepad, seeming to indicate their contents for one reason or another, "It was the coinciding of that fever and a normal sort of influenza that killed people in the capital that year. I didn't know what was happening at the time- I hadn't even ever been to the capital then, but I researched it later- those who died from that flu, including Alesso Mioko and those other Counsel members had recently suffered very mild cases of what I identified as Ghausu Fever. They probably thought they had had an ordinary fever and thought nothing more of it. But later when they caught that flu either they couldn't fight it as well or it interacted with the remnants of the fever in their bodies and it killed them. I don't know exactly why. ...I don't think any of us do."
It was a strange subject, largely unfamiliar to Sasarai. And he hadn't even thought back to those events in years. It chilled him to think he had been just a step away from becoming yet another influenza fatality that year. It was sobering to think of the fickle horrors of disease when so little could be done to curb its ravages. "So what does having had this plague do for me?" he asked at last.
"Like I said before- you're immune to it. I would be willing to stake the rest of my income for the rest of my days on it. Whatever you do, you won't fall ill. You can only catch this once. Which actually makes you the perfect person to minister to our patients. I'm not so sure I can say the same of your friends Nika and Stephen, but you never know. You have more detailed recollections of your medical history than the average person because of your long history with that particular doctor, Miyo, and because your health has had such an impact on your life. Even if they'd gone through the same thing they probably wouldn't know."
Sasarai frowned. As nice as it was to hear this, it did nothing to soothe his troubled mind. Actually, he was left feeling a little guilty that he would have some degree of protection while his colleagues were fully exposed to the dangers of the situation.
He tried to see it from the doctor's point of view. "So, does knowing all that help your research any?"
"It might, it might!" Forte grinned cheerfully, rubbing his large hands together. "Every little bit helps, Sasarai."
"Well, I do wish you the best of luck with that," the bishop admitted. It couldn't hurt any for Forte to learn as much as he possibly could about the disease. He might discover a better way for them to care for these people or a way to predict where the disease might strike next. Who could say? Medical matters were always something of a mystery to Sasarai.