[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=gray]Jahosafat[/color] & [color=f26522]Anisa[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=white]Location:[/color][/b] Prometheus: [color=f26522]Upper Deck: Captains Quarters (2) -> Outside Foyer[/color], [color=gray]Upper Deck: Galley And Lounge (6) -> Outside Foyer[/color]
[b][color=white]Skills:[/color][/b] [color=gray]Medical[/color] [hr][/center]
	[color=gray]"That is good news to waft to my ears. It is not every day that a man in my position as a physician can see the fruits of his work turn out in such a wonderful light. Much of the time a dark cloaked grievance with a scythe does everything he can to meddle in the affairs of the medical masterminds. Sometimes he wins but not today. No not today. Today is a joyful day and one in my profession that is never as common as it should be,"[/color] the man proclaimed with a sense of mirth in his voice. He was grinning broadly. Not that he was really worried that she wouldn't be feeling fit this morning but medicine was as much an art as it was a science. It was lucky he was a master at both. It would have been a shame for such a leg to become infected and have to be removed but even if it had he had no doubt that Mei wouldn't have been able to rock a synthetic one just as well as the one she had grown up with. 

	Anisa placed her hand on the door and slid it open. First thing was first, breakfast. Which in her mind just meant a pot of coffee, not a cup, but a pot. Then she would address the crew. They had a job to do, one that looked to pay well enough and get them away from any Alliance influence at least for awhile. Granted that also meant going back out into the growing Reaver territory but hey money was money and bills needed to be paid. Things needed to be funded. She was a Browncoat still, she would die a Browncoat and anything she could do to bring down the Alliance was worth it. Then again, she wondered just how far she was willing to go considering she hadn't yet burned the little frozen package of Jahosafats. 

	Jahosafat nodded towards Harper and took another sip of his own steaming beverage. [color=gray]"That we do, the captain has said there is a job to do so I am sure she will brief us once she emerges. It is odd though that we have not seen hide nor hair of the illustrious captain. It is not like her to sleep this late. I wonder if she had problems resting last night. I will be more than happy to give you a tour of the craft once we are finished..."[/color] he said but was cut off as the announcement came over and he slowly sat his cup of joe down. That was not something he was expecting. 

	Nor was it something that Anisa had been expecting. She had hardly taken two steps when the announcement came over. Her steps quickened and it wasn't but a short jog before Atticus came into view. He wasn't moving. [color=f26522]"What the hell happened?"[/color] she asked quickly as she rushed over. Leaning down and giving the man a bit of a shake. It wasn't the first time Atticus had passed out after a night of drinking. In fact the preacher was rather known for it among the older crew members. 

	Jahosafat came rushing around the corner and slid to a stop as he knelt down and Anisa took a step back. [color=gray]"Call for an adrenaline needle, defibrillator, and Ox Bag. There is no pulse,"[/color] he said quickly but calmly before he rolled over Atticus to his back and ripped his shirt open. With a closed fist he brought it down hard on the mans sternum but nothing happened. It was a rare moment that worked but it was worth the second it took to do it. After checking the pulse again he began CPR on Atticus as he waited for Dorothy to show up and for someone to go get what he needed.