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The tricorder scans began, and the bull’s ears twitched and the whirring and humming of the tricorder near it. Snorting at its presence a bit of warm snot landed Thomas’s left shoulder but it otherwise held still more or less. M’Lene’s touch of the animal (I’m assuming left shoulder) gave the impression the beast was quite strong and powerful if it chose to be. The muscular body ripping under her presence. After a second though it seemed to relax some and the tricorder beeped. No pathogens or foreign substances known were detected. Though it did have a perceptible elevated heart rate, but given the ‘strangers’ to it this was probably normal.

”..So Musko all clean? If he is I’ll go get the next one.” She said.

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Thomas looked at the snot on his shoulder and then looked to Ensign M’Lene. “Charming…” He said, ironically.

“We can detect nothing out of the ordinary. If you could, that would be wonderful.” Thomas said at the offer to bring the next animal.

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”..Very good..” The woman said.

After leading Musko out of the holding pen the bull soon returned to its place in the field. A few moments further and another bull was brought in. “..This here is Musko’s brother Queso. Been having an occasional bout of the bull runs if you get my drift..” she said. “..Been giving him some local medicine like we always have to treat it, takes a day or two to fully flush their system though..”

Scans once began soon showed the bull did indeed have a bought of digestive infection which was no doubt producing the symptoms described. Evidence also was confirmed that some medicinal applications were at work. Which probably would mean the bull would indeed get cleared up in the next day or so. The only oddity picked up was a small metallic substance in the lower digestive tract.

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