Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Mar 8 20:56:37 2017 on VAdmBlackthorne@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:15:46) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:47) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:48) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:16:12) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: listening to Marine radio chatter ::
(21:16:30) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: Project the station layout on the main viewer with our people marked.
(21:17:19) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: Aye, Sir. :: taps a few buttons and lights up the main viewer ::
(21:17:26) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1LT_Syvek> :: leading a team of Marines toward the station's Engineering section, in hopes of shutting it down ::
(21:18:40) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: finishes up her edits on the Gencodian language that came to her during the previous discussion on linguistics ::
(21:19:11) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::is currently standing by.. wait, woops.. sitting ..at her station on the Bridge::
(21:20:04) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks up at the Marines moving on the main viewer ::
(21:20:33) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: mans Tactical, ever-scanning for new threats to Atlantis ::
(21:20:38) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: checking on the shield algorithms, just in case any new varieties of unfriendly show up ::
(21:20:44) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The majority of the lifeforms that are not held captive are moving to intercept Wolfe's team as they go for the slaves. Just a few are defending Engineering.
(21:20:44) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: follows his scans ahead and see that the way is clear for a while. :: AT: With me.
(21:23:36) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: :: follows Wolfe on her inverted hind legs, keeping her rifle higher than most so that others can sight beneath her ::
(21:24:37) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A fire team of mercenaries are swiftly moving to intercept Wolfe's team ahead of the rest.
(21:24:41) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::looks up at the main viewer, watching the operation with some interest::
(21:25:28) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: notes Dr. Tailor on the Bridge and sends the detailed lifesign readings for the Marines and captives to her console ::
(21:26:19) MED_Ens_Tailor: CSO: Thank you ::smiles, glancing quickly at her rank.. :: ..Commander. ::Nods in thanks::
(21:26:36) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Is unusually quiet in his little corner.::
(21:26:46) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: catches the intercept team on his scans :: AT: And take cover. Here they come. At least we got a few meters!
(21:26:48) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: looks up at the main viewer and takes in the situation ::
(21:27:21) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::has a look at the lifesign readings, setting her console up to monitor vitals of the AT::
(21:27:29) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: smiles back :: MED: My pleasure, Doctor.
(21:27:56) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Stands in engineering, announcing damage control assignments off a PADD, vaguely restless at knowing there's nothing critical or badly enough damaged to give him an excuse to merit his personal attention. Not until the engagement is over, anyway. ::
(21:29:01) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: MED: I suspect their captives will not be in the best of conditions.
(21:29:51) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: That very much depends on their intended purpose, Admiral.
(21:30:44) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Grenades fly around the corner, bouncing off a wall.
(21:30:51) MED_Ens_Tailor: CO: We'll be prepared for anything from malnutrition to surgery, Admiral. They'll be in good hands.
(21:31:53) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: MED: Of that I have no doubt.
(21:32:15) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: sees the fight about to happen and wishes she could provide air support for an indoor battle ::
(21:32:43) MED_Ens_Tailor: CO: Thank you, Admiral. ::smiles::
(21:33:30) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: attempts to get a transporter lock on the captives with the most concerning lifesigns ::
(21:34:23) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: is foiled by shielded cells :: Self: Damn.
(21:34:53) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::keeps an eye on everyone's lifesigns, including the captives::
(21:36:14) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: approaches the entrance to engineering cautiously with his team, expecting a trap since they've met no resistance ::
(21:36:37) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: ducks away from the grenades as they whiz past, and notes that they go far enough back that they're not any danger to him or the front few marines :: AT: COVER! :: shoots around the corner ::
(21:41:57) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: presses his back against the wall next to the door and signals to breach in three... ::
(21:44:03) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: togges the door and his team tosses several stun and smoke grenades through ::
(21:44:09) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: :: takes cover from the grenades, which pretty much means squeezing herself between the floor and the wall ::
(21:44:43) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Following the grenades, the merc team sets up cover behind a portable shield.
(21:47:18) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: checks the transporter lock on the Marines once more ::
(21:47:42) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: his team follows the grenades through the door into a cloud of smoke, but finds the room empty... ::
(21:48:46) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: except for some enemies also behind a shield at the far corner who open fire as they enter ::
(21:50:55) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: brave Sgt Jones, who led the charge, falls before his team can get to cover and return fire ::
(21:51:27) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::sends an order down to Sickbay to prep for casualties.. as if they didn't already know. But then, who knows.. They're probably just playing poker down there..::
(21:51:53) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> *Atlantis* Syvek to Atlantis, emergency medical transport on Sergeant Jones.
(21:52:27) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: notes the lack of fire coming from around the corner, figures it's a trap, but what the hell. It could also be an opportunity. He grabs an unpowered reflective sensor, pushes it slightly around the corner and sees the shield with the mercenaries behind it. Hoping the shield is not just one way, he takes a gamble. ::
(21:52:27) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ AT: Prepare to round the corner. Stay to the edges, keep the fire downrange heavy, and let's give 'em all we've got.
(21:52:55) CSO_LCdr_Wright: *Syvek* Copy, Syvek, stand by. :: beams Sgt. Jones directly to Sickbay ::
(21:54:01) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: watches his Marine shimmer away, then turns back to the task at hand ::
(21:55:26) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ CTO: Yes, sir. :: is echoed by the rest of the team with verbal agreements or nods ::
(21:56:56) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: with a calculated toss, he banks a grenade off the wall and behind their shield generator ::
(21:57:12) MED_Ens_Tailor: XO: Looks like I'd better get down to sickbay. I'll send up a report as soon as I can.
(21:57:53) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::It's entirely possible his mind has fallen in to some fantasy or memory, as his expression appears rather vacant.::
(21:58:33) XO_Capt_TKirr: MED: Thank you, Doctor.
(21:58:53) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods to Tailor as he hears about the evac ::
(21:59:46) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: his Marines open fire as enemies scatter from behind the shield ::
(21:59:47) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: reroutes the lifesign stream to the Sickbay console ::
(22:00:16) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::steps towards the turbolift:: TL: Sickbay.. ::the doors close and the lift wooshes downwards..::
(22:00:41) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: Client list! ::Blurts out loud.:: We must make sure they do not destroy it.
(22:01:10) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: Good thinking, Lieutenant.
(22:01:59) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: nods in agreement :: ENG: Is there anything I can do to help you get into their computer systems, perhaps? Or are you thinking that the Marines should retrieve it?
(22:02:34) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: turns the corner first and begins the assault, followed by Starfleet's best marines - he doesn't care what anyone says. He shoots around and past the edges of the shield, watching as one by one, the other marines quickly fill in and soon create an all-out barrage against the shield and anything behind it. Were they using projectile weapons, there is no way it would stand for long. ::
(22:03:40) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Nods.:: CO: The trafficking of people is an extensive network of clientele and facilitators.
(22:03:55) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Against the surge of Starfleet Marines, the mercenaries beat a hasty retreat, leaving nothing standing between Wolfe's team and the slave holding cells... except those left defending them directly.
(22:04:17) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: lends her rifle's energy into the shield ahead of her, happy to shoot away and not have too tiny a target to hit, as ranged is not her best method of fighting ::
(22:04:18) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::steps into sickbay, looking for the wounded Marine, who's been put into the ICU unit, a gaggle of nurses surrounding him.::
(22:05:53) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: their opponents are not mere base mercenaries and quickly find other means of cover, although a couple do fall in the mayhem ::
(22:06:19) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Yes. ::Nods at Wright.:: If you can, my dear. ::His thoughts wander.:: If only I could get my hands on one of their's.... ::It returns.:: They may need to physically retrieve it, if it is not easily locatable in their systems.
(22:06:54) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: Would you like to beam over once the station is secure?
(22:07:39) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: Indeed. ::Smiles.::
(22:07:49) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: does not give up firing as he moves forward, continuing to lay down fire as his team closes the gap between themselves and the slaves. ::
(22:08:02) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: looks at the main viewer :: ENG: Assuming they leave you one to beam to.
(22:09:37) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles.:: CO: My, yes. But perhaps the visage of Lieutenant Kuari shall persuade one of our new friends to come quietly.
(22:09:44) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: begins attempting to breach the station's computer remotely, just in case ::
(22:09:57) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: chuckles : ENG: That would pursuade me, were she not on our side.
(22:10:08) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: continues onward, focusing on her aim, firing continuously to ward off return fire, and fights off the urge to drop the rifle and chase the slavers down in a more primal fashion ::
(22:11:02) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: leans over and peers over Lexy's shoulder, finding that interesting ::
(22:11:24) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CO: I had the... 'employ' of a Tholian who I used for a similar purpose.
(22:11:45) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: doesn't notice - is focusing, as this is not her area of expertise ::
(22:12:02) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ENG: How do you even– you know, never mind.
(22:13:12) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::wades through the gaggle, grabbing a tricorder and starts a scan on the wounded man. Several phaser hits to the torso and one to the head.. third degree burns.. a couple penetrated into the muscle layer, one left a hole very close to the heart..:: All: He's going to need surgery. Get him prepped ASAP. ::begins scrubbing in::
(22:14:06) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: picks off one with a well-timed shot, and then finds another trying to sneak up on him ::
(22:14:10) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: gets close to the slave holding area, and his team quickly subdues the guards standing at the doors. :: AT: Let's get in there. We need to be careful, as that's where the slaves we need to rescue are... and judging by the fight so far, you can bet they'll be hiding out among their slaves.
(22:14:36) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: plants a rifle butt up into that one's chin ::
(22:15:02) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles at the Admiral.:: CO: A magician never reveals his tricks, I believe would be the appropriate Human expression.
(22:16:09) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: thinks about that phrase for a moment and mentally corrects her version of it ::
(22:16:35) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: hadn't thought about the slavers hiding amongst the slaves, and makes a note to commend Wolfe on his cleverness later. That's why he's got the marine rank, she assumes, and readies herself to take on the challenge ahead ::
(22:18:42) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: stomps the melee combatant before finishing him with a shot as his team mops up the remaining few enemies ::
(22:18:43) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: You are far more proficient at breaching computer systems than I am, Ilaihr... I made it through the first layers of security, but perhaps you can give it a try...?
(22:20:00) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: looks around :: Clear?
(22:21:04) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: gets the clear back :: Secure the room. :: moves to the main consoles ::
(22:22:31) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Laughs, feeling quite flattered.:: CSO: I dont know about proficient, my dear. ::Gets up and plods on over to Wright.:: Perhaps just more experienced. ::Gives it the old college try on the console next to her.:: My fingers do not have the same speed as one young hacker I know.
(22:22:38) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: waits as two marines prepare the door for penetration. In a moment, they give him a nod :: AT: Everyone ready? :: grips his rifle :: AT: Let's do this.
(22:23:24) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::now dressed in red scrubs and hands of blue, patient now prepped and ready to go, she begins the process of putting him back together again..::
(22:24:12) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: turns to watch Ilaihr ::
(22:25:25) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: But I suppose, one of his hands is robotic. ::Taps at the console like a piano as he works, even tapping his foot a little.::
(22:26:36) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> :: trying to decipher this console ::
(22:27:55) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ CTO: Ready, sir! :: regrips her rifle ::
(22:28:13) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: leads the storm as the door opens, ready for whatever may be inside ::
(22:29:01) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: But the thing to learn about breaking any system; is not just about defeating what it is created to do, but to see and know the person or persons who built it.
(22:30:00) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: notes the first fire coming from his left and reacts almost before he has time to give it much thought. In a moment, that mercenary is down, and others have begun shooting, but Wolfe is now surrounded by marines who are working to keep him safe as much as anything. ::
(22:30:31) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A hail of fire hits the Marines as they enter the slave holding area. The slaves are in energy-shielded cells, and inside each one, a slaver of a different race holds a gun trained on the slave. A guttural yell pierces the din. "CEASE FIRE OR WE EXECUTE THEM ALL."
(22:31:06) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: People leave patterns, patterns can be read, and what is read can be understood; eventually leading to the unravelling of the whole construct.
(22:31:34) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> *Wolfe* CTO: Syvek to Wolfe. Major, Engineering is secure and we can shut down power at your command.
(22:33:29) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::has sucessfully closed up the hole in the Marine, and is busy working her way back out through the layers of muscle and skin, soon he's all closed up and she's done with that wound. Now on to the next..the third degree burns are much easier, just one graft and the rest is just dermal regeneration..::
(22:34:40) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ AT: Cease fire! :: immediately raises his rifle to the ceiling, brushing his Comm badge as he does so :: AT and Syvek : Repeat, cease fire. I believe him that he will kill the slaves. Marines, stand down. There's nothing we can do since they have the protection of the force fields and fingers on triggers with the slaves. Repeat, stand down. Got that, Syvek? We can't do anything with the shields up.
(22:35:03) NAV_Capt_Harper: :: thinking that to be a rather cosmic view of this rather digital activity ::
(22:35:42) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: SEC_1Lt_Syvek> *Wolfe* CTO: Understood. :: cuts power to the shields ::
(22:38:18) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: listening intently to Marine chatter ::
(22:39:26) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: had started to make a show of lowering her weapon, but then raises it quickly and fires simultaneously with several other marines. Two of them hit one slaver at the same time, but several other slavers were picked off by other marines ::
(22:39:27) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: drops his weapon and levels it on one of the slavers, watching as the other marines fire simultaneously, dropping the captors like the flies they are. Best marines in Starfleet. He then continues firing on the slavers outside the cells, and getting on with the fight. ::
(22:40:52) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: The threads of fate... ::Almost looks like he's weaving now.:: Hmmm, hmmm... Perhaps... hmmm... ::Furrows his brow and curls his antennae in thought.:: Oh, I see...
(22:41:00) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The owner of the guttural voice, a Gorn, starts going on a rampage, firing and clawing and biting at anyone close enough.
(22:41:27) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Ilaihr's efforts do pan out and he manages to make some headway into the station's computer system.
(22:42:47) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: takes aim on the Gorn, attempting to follow his erratic movements, and fires several times ::
(22:45:06) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: Life is like a butterfly... ::Starts humming.:: CSO: I believe they are using variations of outdated Tal'Shiar-Obsidan Order hybrid cryptography to safegaurd their systems.
(22:45:16) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: hadn't really planned on a Gorn, and realizes how dire this situation could become any moment. He begins firing, pretty sure he hit the bastard, but the Gorn keeps going. :: AT: This Gorn's gonna take some more power!
(22:45:26) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The Gorn finally collapses, and seeing this, the remainder of the mercenaries throw their arms up in surrender. Mutters of "fuck this, we don't get paid enough" are heard.
(22:45:40) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: is listening to the Marines, and not paying much attention to Ilaihr :: ENG: Oh, I see.
(22:48:02) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CSO: Its still very effective... ::Keeps up his attempts.::
(22:48:29) CSO_LCdr_Wright: ENG: :: absently :: Of course.
(22:48:30) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> Ilaihr succeeds and gains access to the station's computers.
(22:48:47) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: has turned his rifle up a few settings, and puts it to the Gorn's neck as he approaches. :: Gorn: I suggest you stay down.
(22:50:01) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: makes sure every surrendering mercenary is covered by a marine's rifle and lowers hers to approach one and slap some future-cuffs on him ::
(22:50:22) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Cackles like a madman.:: Self: Now we get to play follow the money. A ferengi's favourite game.
(22:50:38) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> A few of the slaves tentatively emerge from their cells with furtive glances at their former captors. A boy sees Kuari and cowers.
(22:50:44) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Bridge: It sounds as though the remaining slavers have surrendered to the Marines.
(22:51:10) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: fist-pumps ::
(22:51:28) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::finishes up the surgery, scrubs out, pulling off her mask; sends the Marine to recovery:: All: Nice work everyone.. ::smiles in satisfaction::
(22:52:27) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: makes sure one by one, the slavers get cuffed, then notices the boy. Now that the room appears safe, she turns and looks down at him ::
(22:52:47) XO_Capt_TKirr: :: breathes a slow, calming sigh of relief ::
(22:52:49) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: sees the boy cowering in fear and slowly makes his way over after the Gorn is properly restrained for a Gorn. When he arrives, he gets down on a knee so he's looking up into the boy's eyes. :: SlaveBoy: Hello. What's your name?
(22:53:06) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::now that the surgery is over and she's not concentrating quite so hard, she turns on the Bridge feed again::
(22:53:40) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Boy> ::: eyes on Kuari, going back and forth between her and the Gorn, not talking ::
(22:55:21) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: drops down to all fours and watches Wolfe with the boy a moment. An idea occurs to her and she sits, removing her helmet and placing it on the floor, smiling but not showing too much teeth ::
(22:55:32) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: looks back at Kuari and back to the Boy :: I'm Benedict, and that's Kuari. She's one of my marines... she's really friendly. Nothing like that Gorn over there. :: motions to the Gorn being carried away, apparently unconscious :: May I introduce you?
(22:55:45) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Clasps his hands excitedly, so much information to look through.:: CO: Do we have a ringleader alive, admiral?
(22:56:26) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Boy> :: sees she's not a Gorn :: I'm Fik.
(22:56:45) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> All on one motion and with a surprising burst of speed, the Gorn breaks his restraints and tackles Wolfe, surprising the hell out of the ones carrying him.
(22:56:53) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Fik> :: Screams ::
(22:57:04) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ Fik: Hi Fik. OOFH!
(22:58:15) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: listens with concern ::
(22:58:32) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: tries to fight off the Gorn, but with the surprise, and the attack coming from behind, there is nothing he can do. ::
(22:58:47) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Marines> :: can't get a shot on the writhing pile of Gorn and human ::
(22:59:08) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: stands in alarm, watching the Gorn, and immediately bounds forward, beating her wings and leaping onto the Gorn's back and wrapping its head in her toothed maw and twisting violently. A snapping sound is heard, and the Gorn falls limply onto Wolfe ::
(22:59:18) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: attempts to lock onto the Gorn (without Wolfe) and beam him to the Brig ::
(22:59:20) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Fik> :: stares ::
(22:59:41) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Marines> :: stares ::
(22:59:46) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: stops when the Gorn lifesign abruptly disappears ::
(22:59:49) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Slaves> :: stares ::
(23:00:19) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Marine> Holy shitsnacks, that was awesome!
(23:00:32) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::shakes herself away from listening to the Bridge feed, including what's happening on the station.. It's riveting.. and goes to fill out the surgical report before more patients come through her door..::
(23:01:18) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: stares into the lifeless eye of the Gorn from inches away, in utter shock at seeing Kuari snap something's neck - a Gorn at that - and the fact that if it had to happen, it happened on top of him, Now, the Gorn is just starting to get really heavy and he wants out. ::
(23:01:45) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Self: Hmmm... ::He notes at the station audio.:: CO: That very much sounded like a no.
(23:02:35) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: CSO: What happened over there?
(23:03:09) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CO: I'm.... Well, there was a large Gorn, and they had it subdued, but it attacked Wolfe... and then there was a snap and it was dead.
(23:03:52) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: notices Wolfe underneath and pulls the Gorn by the head with her teeth until Wolfe is free. She then lets go, licks at her bloodied teeth, and as her mind starts to return to her she thinks about the paperwork ::
(23:04:27) MED_Ens_Tailor: ::is also keeping an eye on AT lifesigns from sickbay.. after transferring the feed::
(23:05:25) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: :: processes that, wondering if Wolfe beat a Gorn hand-to-hand ::
(23:05:25) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: finds himself freed a moment later, and stands up, still looking, now down, at the Gorn's corpse. :: Kuari : We need to have a talk sometime. Thank you. :: realizes Fik has seen all of this, and makes his way gently back over :: Fik: Are you hurt?
(23:05:50) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Fik> Forget about me, are YOU hurt?!
(23:06:44) SEC_1Lt_Kuari: @ :: wilts a little at Wolfe's chastisement and nods, just sitting and staring at the Gorn ::
(23:07:47) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: @ :: smiles and his British/Scottish accent thickens in his next words :: Fik: What, me? Oh, naaaah. That's one of the wonderful things about Kuari. She protects her friends. Like me. And now that you're my friend, you. May I get back to introducing you?
(23:08:29) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: Fik> Yeah, she kicks ass!
(23:08:35) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:08:36) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:08:36) CO_VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM