Having received the word that the Merrimack had found her quarry and that the ship was in destress. Mooney Found himself setting with the rest of the rescue and damage control teams in a shuttle on standby. Thankful that he had stashed his CES and medical bag in the armory he was kitted out to provide frontline care shipboard if needed.

He was concerned that he didn’t have any idea of the biology of his potential patients beyond the fact that their ship had a standard class M atmosphere. Wether the higher temperature was due to their nature or environmental systems failure, perhaps even fire he did not know.

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