As fighting erupted outside the ship, Shor'Gen couldn't help but to contemplate what he was going to do in this situation. As a medical crewmember, he was technically a non-combatant, but he couldn't just sit idly by as crewmembers and security forces were engaging the enemy outside. Taking his Yog'Lonian Mist Projector out of one of his luggage containers, he grasped the vaguely rifle shaped mess of tubes and casing in his lower arms and headed back towards the boarding ramp, this time taking the elevator. Once he arrived, he quickly dropped down low and scuttle down the ramp, a couple of stray bullets hitting his carapace at shallow angles and bouncing off as he moved to take cover. 

First, he'd use his hearing vision to see the position of his enemies, and then, he'd pop out, releasing the pressure on his mist projecter. From his weapon (which made no noise, just the subtle hiss or pressurized gas being released), came a roiling cloud of greenish, semi-translucent gas. It traveled forwards on a flamethrower-esque trajectory, and Shor'Gen would sweep the area ahead with it. 

The gas was made up of a caustic compound that would melt and disassemble any organic matter it came into contact with.