<hr/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/43/Ghrreigh.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ghrreigh<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Shipboard, Ship's Boat, Urnian 3232, Foreven Sector<br/><strong>Station Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Max and everybody<br/><hr/><br/>Ghrreigh runs the last few exchanges back in her head briefly,<em>hadn't the doctor said...?</em>She bares her teeth a moment unhappily, then chins the comm again while she's checking the seals and getting herself and her gear strapped down.<br/><br/>"Negative on ancillary personnel advising! Doc said three doses got, survivors likely needing." Radiation poisoning is horrible, but there's no point straining their already limited ability to triage.<em>Three doses on this ship and a crew and passenger possible complement of, what, a dozen? Whose blunted fangs did this ship stock?...Worry about it later!</em>"Doc likely assistance needing to prep for ops." Ghrreigh wishes she knew more about the human's skills, but she definitely got along best with the doctor, so far as the Vargr's nose could tell.<br/><br/>Hatch sealed and locked, Ghrreigh double-checks Max's webbing, then makes sure her heavy toolroll and most especially the bullpupped launcher.<br/><br/>"Hatch sealed. All secure!"