[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]Lower Deck: Medical (6)[/color], [color=gray]Lower Deck: Medical (6) -> Leaning against an escape pod (5)[/color]
[b][color=white]Skills:[/color][/b] [color=gray]Medical[/color] ][hr][/center]
	Anisa stood there as they entered the medical bay and kept back a bit, ready to hand over anything that was needed that the two doctors couldn't get to quickly. Glancing over towards Harper she nodded a bit. [color=f26522]"The med team has this under control. Do as the others. Breakfast, and prepare the ship for departure. We will be leaving dock either shortly or this evening,"[/color] she said as she crossed her arms over her chest and watched the team work. If Atticus became stable they would leave shortly. If he died they would leave this evening after a small funeral for the man. Either way they were off planet today. 

	Jahosafat didn't pay attention to what Anisa and Harper were up to, he heard them but his attention was focused on Atticus. Asking Dorothy to move when needed as he tried to jump start the Preachers heart again. Over and over again he tried. NO pulse was sustained. It was a good twenty minutes after Harper left the room before Jahosafat took a step back and looked at the clock. He had to call it. He didn't want to but he had to. Some people just couldn't be saved, no matter how skilled the team was. [color=gray]"Time of death: 9:17 A.M."[/color] 

	Anisa stepped forward and rested her hand on the side of the bed where the corpse now lay. Taking a breath. [color=f26522]"What the fuck happened to him?"[/color] she asked in a dark voice. Jahosafat shook his head as he stood there. 

	[color=gray]"At this moment I am unable to tell though it does not appear to be foul play. There are no signs of physical trauma nor apparent signs of poison. Do you wish an autopsy?"[/color] he asked in a professional manner. 

	[color=f26522]"How long would that take?"[/color] she asked as she reached and brushed her fingers through the mans hair. 

	[color=gray]"Three to four hours depending on pathology, it could take days if an answer to this riddle becomes particularly perplexing."[/color]

	[color=f26522]"Do it, if you haven't given me a fucking answer by lunch, stop,"[/color] she said before turning and exiting the room. Walking down the hallway a bit she stopped and leaned back against the wall. She needed a moment. 

	Jahosafat nodded and then glanced towards Dorothy. [color=gray]"If you have not already partaken in a morning meal may I suggest you do so now? or would you prefer to assist in the procedure? I can handle it if you would rather not,"[/color] Jahosafat said in a kind voice. This was someone that Dorothy had known, a member of the crew from before he joined. He didn't know how close Atticus and Dorothy were but they seemed to have a bond of sorts. That could be difficult when performing such a task and since he was there, he was willing to do it alone to save her the pain.