[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: Outside Foyer[/color], [color=gray]Upper Deck: Outside Foyer[/color]
[b][color=white]Skills:[/color][/b] [color=gray]Medical[/color] [color=f26522]Jack of All Trades, Athletics[/color][hr][/center]
		Jahosafat looked over to Dorothy and nodded. Reaching out and taking the adrenaline from her. [color=gray]"Thank you Doctor, please administer the bag while I inject the adrenaline. Captain, if you would be so kind, move your shapely rear away from [i]our[/i] patient at this time. We can handle it from here,"[/color] he said in a cool and calm voice. There was no doubt a pushy tone to his voice as well, something that probably would not have gone over normally well towards Anisa but she acquiesced quickly and moved out of the way. 

	It struck her quickly that he had said our patient, not my patient. Her eyes darting over towards Dorothy for a moment. It seemed he looked at Dorothy as his partner, if only in a medical sense. This was good, the less issues they had with the medical team getting along the better. If those two could work together, then perhaps there was a chance the rest would fall in line. 

	Pulling the sterile pack from around the needle Jahosafat ripped open the Preachers shirt and with a single hammering motion drove the needle through his chest plate and into his heart. He pushed the plunger down and injected the man quickly. He gasped for breath, his eyes slamming open and sat up before his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he was down again. 

	[color=gray]"Doctor, if you would, keep bagging. Alright men, let's get him onto the board,"[/color] he said as he reached under Atticus and grabbed him by the shoulders. [color=gray]"On three - one, two, three."[/color] He said before hefting Preacher onto the board and stepping back. [color=gray]"To medical quickly now."[/color]

	Grabbing the defibrillator, Jahosafat rushed ahead and ran as quickly as he could to medical to clear off one of the exam tables. Once it was he was ready for when they arrived. Anisa looked at the others as she stood there. [color=f26522]"Get breakfast, get dressed. We will meet once this situation is tended to about our job,"[/color] she said in a flat voice before making sure to walk behind the men and Dorothy as they headed down to medical with Atticus. There really wasn't anything else she could do but he was part of her crew, one of her oldest members. She would stay near for now.