Drew chuckled as he returned the handshake, [b]"Yep, that's me."[/b] He said as he walked into the lab, [b]"I don't know what you plan on doing in here, but let's hope you don't end up seeing a lot of me. I imagine your equipment breaking isn't exactly convenient."[/b]

He looked around the lab to survey what kind of tech he was going to be dealing with, and for the most part, there was nothing he hadn't seen in his university days.  The medical lab was something he'd grown fairly used to.  On the research side of things, if he had to admit to himself, he wasn't the best versed in maintenance.  Nothing in the lab was something he couldn't eventually handle, but he was going to have to do some reading up if Jack planned on using the research lab often.  Last thing he'd want is a containment malfunction happen that he couldn't fix during experiments on some kind of dangerous material.  He wasn't sure what kind of material Jack planned on working with, anyway. He stopped by one of several terminals in the lab and turned to face Jack.

[b]"It all looks to be in tip top shape at the moment, which I guess is to be expected."[/b] The Chimera caught Drew's attention again, being a distinctly different color than the rest of the lab.  [b]"So, a geneticist, huh?  That guy's clearly not just a dog,"[/b] he nodded toward the quadruped as he kneeled down toward it offering his hand.  [b]"Was he an experiment?  And, I guess, more importantly, what's the little guy's na--"[/b]

Suddenly the ship lurched violently, and Drew went hurtling face first into the terminal he'd been kneeling by.  He stood back up with a groan, holding his nose.  He moved the cartilage around a bit to find that it wasn't broken, but as he pulled his hands away they were covered in blood.  [b]"Well damn."[/b] He said aloud as he moved toward the medical bay, which thankfully had a sink and some paper towels, [b]"That's one way to start a flight.  So much for our new pilot."[/b]  He joked as he washed his hands and attempted to blow out the blood clot.  He knew very well from his experience with starships that whatever that was wasn't a pilot error, nor was it a malfunction.  Something had either hit them, or some kind of shockwave hit them - with no alarms going off, no warnings from the on-board AI and no call from the captain, he assumed the latter. But that would have had to have been a powerful shockwave.  

Just after mulling those thoughts, Lex's voice rang throughout the medical bay calling for a meeting and announcing that the space station they'd just left exploded.  As he did so, Drew suddenly remembered he hadn't been alone as he looked over toward Jack, [b]"Damn, I'm an idiot, are you all right?"[/b] He asked, ready to head to the conference room whenever Jack was.