The planet was still changing: in lieu of new signs from the planet, new arrivals. In lieu of that, new wildlife. This time around, the plant life seemed to be getting quite agitated (maybe excited would be a better word). And seeing as they had no records of the affects this new thing would have on their commune, collecting a sample for the other doctors to inspect in the Medibay while moving between city buildings seemed like a good commute activity.

In the proper container, of course. It'd be incredibly unfortunate if the dusty cloud hovering in the jar with the plant had been spurted in someone's face.

Entering the familiar workspace, the young medic sets it next to the microscope-like device they've managed to scavenge and put together at the rear end of the facility. He should probably label it to make sure the sample is properly handled.

Picking the cylinder up in one hand, he gets a thick pen in another, and begins to write in what he presumes to be a completely empty room.