<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#87ceeb"><a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=83335&amp;pid=2015412#pid2015412">Doctor Sonakshi Khan</a></span><br/>Location: Ticonderoga class assault ship<br/>Tagged: The crew and lost souls<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><br/>"Tertiary power flares?" Sonakshi pitched in through the comms. "Is that enough for more survivors?" she wondered, not privy on the technicalities that Riz was talking about on the bridge. "I've my list with all I will need, so we need to get the supplies and get both me and..." Doctor's Khan sigh was audible through the comms, "my patient to the salvaged shuttle" she paused for one moment, looking at their cook. The readings of the pod were normal, and unless they were on a cruel streak of unlucky moments, she probably didn't have anything to worry about. That didn't mean that she wouldn't enforce a strict quarantine, but it mostly meant that for once she was hopeful and ready to cover all risks.<br/><br/>"Jin-Lai" Sonakshi called for the gentle woman. "You can come with me when we release her if you want" she offered. Normally she would limit the risk of exposure to herself, but considering that she didn't estimate that there would be those kind of risks, while an unstable and scared patient could indeed be one, she opted out to offer a spot next to her to Jin-Lai. Of course, she wouldn't give such an order without need, nor ask Iona to do so, specially with her looking a bit distressed, but she offered the chance.<br/><br/>Now she just hoped she wouldn't have to regret it.