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Sam had had quite the productive shore leave. But now he had a problem. He had made use of all of the available cold storage in the medbay, and he still had quite a bit of blood to store. And he had to begin the screening process as well. That was going to take a long time. He would have to set some aside that would be suitable for transfusions, should the need ever arise. Whatever was unusable for that would be reserved for consumption by those like himself.

But it felt good to have something to do, regardless. He hoped those in the contagion lab had some storage space to lend. He knocked on the side of the door and peeked his head in. "Ah, excuse me," he began. He saw the busy Spaniard at work. "Could I ask a favor, as one professional to another?" Hopefully he wouldn't get too angry about being interrupted.

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[notlewis]

Being a workaholic, it was not exactly uncommon to find Luis looking as weary as he did right now, bent over a stack of papers and samples in glass tubes, with dark circles visible even behind his glasses and a general air about him that he was going to twitch and start screaming any time now.

He glanced up at the young doctor he had met over the comms before, squinted at him, tilted his head, and then actually recognized who he was. "That depends entirely on the favor, amigo," he said.

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"Do you have any available cold storage I could use? I need... um. A lot of it." He pulled his load of hundreds of units of blood into view. Some human, some animal, and marked accordingly. "I still need to run full screenings on it, but I need somewhere to keep it for the time being, sir."

[notlewis]

Luis stared at the massive stack of blood for a very, very long time.

"When will somebody ask me for a normal favor around here?" he asked himself out loud, and then reached up to rub his eyes again.

"I... am not sure," he answered a moment later. "I cannot say I've ever looked into how much blood I can dump into the storage in here."

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"It's only temporary. Just until I can work something out in the City. Well, whatever is unfit for transfusion, anyway," he added as an afterthought. He left his load in the corridor, and came deeper into the lab. He found the cabinet he needed, and rearranged a bit of what was there all to one side. "I think..." he started as he moved a large rack of test tubes over. "I think this will just about do it."

He smiled at Luis. "Thank you very much!"