[center][b][u]=====Langford Core/Primary Lab=====[/u][/b][/center] [u]Joseph[/u] Joseph would’ve preferred to have done his work within the privacy of the medical bay’s own lab. However the machines needed for the lab tests, unless used in critical ER procedures, were stored within the Core Lab due to the storage space taken to keep them. Within his hand were several tubes held by the carrying case, their jingling rattled within his ears on his way towards the first section turn off and the one that was solely dedicated to his fields of study, medical and related sciences. His lanky form had just turned when not soon after, he caught the familiar hiss of the door behind him and a feminine voice reach his ears and his head turned behind him. He had started to move too late as she shifted around him quickly. Joseph’s eyes watched her path head for the center table, the surface filled with variety of material and other belongings from the lab’s different visitors, then set her own upon it. The books made a heavy metal thump against the surface which caused Joseph to flinch, his teeth gritted together so not to scold her. His brief glare had started to fade when he realized how familiar she looked. Slowly his head whipped back towards making his way to his station, but his mind drifted over how he knew her and then the image of her medical file popped up in his memory. A slight relief poured over his figure at realizing where he had seen her. It was when one of the doctors had brought the wrong patient files, Dr. Kate’s, by mistake and he had been the man who noted it before things become worse. Naturally the name and picture had stuck due to that human error. Though he had noted some of the information was in need for an update soon enough, though despite her appearance it was mentioned she was healthy to participate in this project. His mind made a mental note to discuss a time and date for a check with Ms. Kate before he left. Beyond Ms. Kate, another woman who Joseph didn’t need any help remembering was shifting through the lab storage and taking inventory from the looks of it. Of course Ms. Falk stuck in his mind. Though after meeting her doctor, it was more because of frustration and slightly fretting on his part as his mind wondered to her mostly empty file. His professional within started to nitpick at his ability to treat, namely at how short he fell if she should have something happen despite Dr. Ingolfsson’s assurances. His feet came to a halt when he reached the door and reached for his lab coat pocket for his cardkey, his fingers dug through absentmindedly. His mind was only partly on the conversation until suddenly he heard Dr. Kate’s voice raise at the words of Sarin gas. Joseph’s heart seemed to have skipped a bit at the mention of chemical warfare as he knew just a bit of the damage it could cause. He had barely noted his arm had still strived to complete his task as his eyes narrowed on the conversation. He swallowed bitterness at the turn it took, Ms. Falk’s tone when she jested at leaving small pox upon the table and his mind noted what Dr. Ingolfsson had mentioned about her hygiene when it came to her job. His fist clenched tighter upon the tray holding the blood samples, his mind deep in thought about his response until a third hiss of the door had caused his head to jerk to the side. Another man, his body thin and dressed in a physical coat trailed into the Core Lab. His slightly bald head nodded politely to each of them before he disappeared into the physics station. By this time, Joseph’s hand had gripped his card in hand and slid it through the access panel. However he didn’t move through when the door clicked open. Not at first. His body stood there and spoke the words on his mind, a reminder he was also the coroner who likely would be the one to deal with any results after. “Taking human life isn’t much of a joke, mainly when you’re the victim or have to deal with the mess afterwards. I would’ve hoped those who handle such weapons would show that respect…even if it’s so easy for them to take it.”