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:: still in a daze from her naptime nightmare, staggers to the restroom ::

ACTION> The away team beams into the lobby of what is clearly an industrial facility. Nourik is awaiting them, along with a few other Wenkudians.

:: glitters into the lobby ::

:: looks around cautiously ::

Welcome! And thank you all for coming.

:: waves :: Nourik: Hey there.

:: looks around, frowning as she observes the area ::

:: doesn't put stock in dreams, but...that didn't feel like a dream, anymore than her hallucinations a while ago did ::

:: continues materials scan, along with Ensign Barrett ::

:: nods a cordial greeting to Nourik ::

This facility is, primarly, a dilithium mine and refinery, one of the only ones on the planet. As we are relatively new to building warp-capable ships, you can see how that would be a point of contention.

:: sits on the bridge at her station, working on her console at a somewhat slow pace ::

:: looks to Kuari ::

:: on the ship, standing in the brig, monitoring the prisoner ::

:: looks around with the away team and smiles as Nourik approaches, recognizing him ::

:: moves from the center seat to the unoccupied helm, to keep her mind from worrying about her away team ::

:: starts humming the song she has in her head, dancing with her shoulders as she taps her console ::

:: taps the loaner combadge :: Hannah to Z— :: stops; that's no way to break the silence :: :: keeps getting dressed ::

:: is with Nourik’s party, quietly bowing her head in greeting to the away team ::

:: moves to a set of windows overlooking the refinery floor, containing lines of machinery processing raw dilithium into usable crystals :: As you can see, the mines are fairly productive.

:: looks at her tricorder; the efficiency is not great :: :: tacks on some sarcasterisks :: Nourik: I'd say.

:: smirks slightly, looking at the processing rig with a glint of pride ::

:: looks to Wright, a polite smile on her face, then down through the windows as they approach, finding it interesting how a new species to the technology has incorporated the resources into their technology ::

:: nevertheless, she still brings up window on the helm containing the AT's vitals ::

:: also begins to tap foot on floor of the bridge, confirming any findings with Barrett ::

:: follows along, looking around at the facility, which is filled with technology that seems dated to her ::

:: also has the away team’s vitals on her screen, glancing between that and her work ::

:: looks to D'bryn, curious as to what she thinks of this, but decides the conversation isn't appropriate in present company ::

:: pauses humming, leans into console and squints :: Hm...

:: looks to Vervaise, then back to their guests, finding himself wondering what they actually think, but they're at least polite ::

:: runs through a few more routine diagnostics on the helm following the EMP attack ::

Nourik: This is impressive work, and the Thrin'pa built this entire facility?

:: pulls out her tricorder as well, noting the size of the dilithium deposit ::

:: watches the away team with mixed caution and hospitality, seeming to usually nod along with what Nourik says ::

:: finishes getting dressed, comes out of the Skylark for the first time in... she stops thinking about it :: :: heads out of the shuttlebay ::

CO: Ca-oooomoddore... :: clears throat, catching the wrong rank quickly but awkwardly :: CO: I think I found some correlation between materials available on the planet and the saboteur's vessel. I was wondering if you would be a triple check on data?

SCI: I am happy to. :: smiles :: And Captain is still fine.

:: glances up with a raised brow at that ::

:: looks at Nourik for the answer to the question ::

:: follows the other members of the away team, looking around carefully ::

Yes, we have, though it has not been... consistently under our control.

:: mentally sighs in relief :: CO: Of course, captain. :: taps console, sending over the data ::

SCI: After all, I am the captain of the ship, regardless of my actual rank. :: looks over the data as it arrives ::

:: crosses her arms and nods in agreement, watching Kuari for her reaction ::

Computer: Computer, uh, where's D'bryn Zoë? :: turns to Landeskog:: Landeskog: Sup, Lando?

:: nods at Nourik's information, making a mental note and continues to peer around, spotting Vervaise for the first time ::

Nourik: Do the Leuk'pa possess the technological capability to mine and refine dilithium?

:: freezes up a bit as she’s noticed, then meets Kuari’s gaze with an intentional, perhaps defensive intensity ::

Computer> Lieutenant D'bryn is not on the Atlantis.

:: panik ::

:: nods to Wright :: They do, of course. It is just the scarcity of dilithium itself here that is the issue.

Landeskog> :: grunts at Hannah ::

:: nods in understanding, stepping forward to peer out the window ::

I think they added a tea machine when they last had control of the place.

:: serious face :: Nourik: Well, certainly one can't be expected to run an operation like this without tea.

:: interjects :: And moved some of the controls around.

:: smiles at Wright :: I agree. It was a welcome find, and we left it in place.

:: notices Vervaise when she speaks :: Vervaise: Oh?

SCI: This data points to Thrin'pa territory as the most likely origin of the saboteur's ship. Was that also your conclusion?

Computer: Well where the hell is she? Computer> That information is not available to passengers with your clearance level.

:: attention snaps to Vervaise, sweeping her gaze up and down the other as the other marine shifted from foot to foot ::

:: half to herself, half to :: Nourik: Is it good tea, at least?

:: nods pointedly, sticking to the controls thing :: Real hack-job on the controls, too.

Yes. Would you all care for some?

Vervaise: What change would be so important as to do it in such a manner?

:: nods :: CO: It was, and the same conclusion Barrett also came to.

:: simply frowns, since that is where her away team is ::

:: glanced at the other marine, and others present ::

CO: Shall I send the results down to Commander Wright?

:: shifts her attention back to Nourik at the mention of tea, but can’t ignore that she was spoken to. She seems surprised to be asked :: CSO: Well, I’m no engineer, but… I remember they switched shield and engine controls, something about their… regulations. :: she shrugs ::

:: squinches half of her face :: Vervaise: Why change controls around? That doesn't make any sense.

:: thinks on that for a half a second before answering :: SCI: Not yet.

Vervaise: Like, the shield and engine systems are still in the same place, but they moved the controls?

:: frowns, listening to the conversation with Vervaise ::

:: nods at D'bryn's comment about it not making any sense :: Vervaise: Surprising that they would go to all that effort to make such an unimportant change.

:: nods in acknowledgement ::

:: gives an enigmatic shrug :: I mean, I agree, I don’t know what to tell you.

Vervaise/CSO: Unimportant and just needlessly confusing.

CEO: Seems like a waste of resources.

Vervaise: Can I please see these controls?

Someone theorized that it was sabotage as they were about to lose control of the facility again. I am not sure that I agree, but it is a possibility.

:: silently gestures for the other marine to stay close to D'bryn, not trusting the strangers ::

:: looks at D’bryn like she’s crazy, but then turns to Nourik for an answer ::

Vervaise: I would also like to see them, if that can be arranged.

:: wonders at D'bryn's interest, if she's on to something, then watches the others ::

:: heads out for Engineering ::

:: looks to Vervaise, then back to the away team :: Right this way, of course.

:: sends a confirmation of the data to science lab 1, where Barrett is ::

:: seems baffled, but still looks to Nourik for guidance. When he decides she shrugs and follows along ::

:: looks at the crewman manning the brig controls :: Crewman: I'll be on the bridge.

:: leads the party through an employee-only door, arriving at a control room after a few twists and turns ::

:: heads out to the turbolift ::

:: eyes the data a bit more, then the away team's vitals ::

:: points at two stations :: AT: These two positions were switched.

:: looks around the control room, stepping out of the CEO's way ::

:: follows at their heels, looking around silently ::

:: moves into the turbolift :: Deck One, bridge.

:: follows and stops at the indicated consoles ::

:: in the assault bay, following up with the deck chief to verify the repair on Jester's Mustang, the Shinigami ::

:: shrugs :: AT: I mean, they could just want a different control layout. It didn’t seem significant to me.

Just annoying.

:: frowns, looking over at D'bryn ::

:: steps off the TL onto the bridge ::

:: watches Vervaise and their guests, wondering if there really is any significance to this ::

:: surveys the crew, moves to tactical ::

TAC: Ah, Lieutenant! :: gives a polite nod before returning to communications with the science labs ::

:: looks up from the helm when she hears Rike greet someone, nods to Ammora ::

SCI: :: nods :: Lieutenant.

CO: Captain. :: nods ::

:: points at both controls, then makes the switchy gesture :: Vervaise: They changed that? You can almost reach one from the other.

:: reaches Engineering :: Random Engineer: Hey. Random engineer. Where's Zoë?

:: shrugs, clearly not having a good answer ::

:: watches D'bryn for a moment, thinking on something Wright asked Nourik about and looks to him :: Nourik: Have you scanned for other sources within this system that would be accessible to Wenkudia? ::

Davis> Okay, first off, it's Ensign Davis, and second off, why?

:: still frowning, until she's distracted by Kuari's words and looks to Nourik for the response ::

:: wonders why after so long he's still weary of being solo on the tactical console ::

:: takes a deep breath ::

:: does a scan on the control systems :: All: It just doesn't make sense why they would put any energy, at any time, into switching the controls for two separate systems when they're this close.

We have, but no dilithium has shown up in our scans.

:: after some silence, she resumes humming the song she was, before she had completed the data findings ::

:: looks to Nourik, cringing at D’bryn’s comment ::

:: hears Rike's humming ::

:: looks up at her and smiles ::

CEO: I agree. From what I've read in the reports about the Leuk'pa, they didn't strike me as frivolous.

:: raises an eyebrow and grins at Ammora, singing the German lyrics to Jolene, glancing back to the console to answer a message from the botany lab ::

:: perks an ear over to Rike :: SCI: What song is that?

:: doesn't find anything suspicious :: All: I'm not seeing any evidence of sabotage or anything. I'm just... Why, though?

:: nods to Nourik, making another mental note ::

CEO: Perhaps just to vex you.

:: chuckles at Nourik’s comment ::

:: emphasizes the Jolene :: Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene... ich flehe dich an, bitte nimm mir nicht meinen Mann weg.

Nourik: I do have a network of sworn nemesises..es. Nemesi. On this planet, so yeah, that makes sense.

:: shrugs, unfamiliar with it ::

:: looks at D'bryn, confused ::

:: seems to genuinely believe her, concerned ::

:: arrives on the Bridge, hears German country ::

XO: I believe she was being sarcastic.

:: smirks :: SCI: Never heard of it.

:: blank stare ::

:: notices the concerned looks :: All: Sarcasm.

SCI: I like the pattern. Where is it from? Who is Jolene?

:: looks at Wright, glad that she has an answer, because the humor is lost on her and accepts it gratefully, nodding and smiling tenuously at D'bryn ::

:: pauses :: CO: Captain, permission to have the computer play the original?

Anyway. From here you can better see the refining portion of the process.

:: gestures toward the windows, geared more for operators than visitors, such as the ones in the lobby were ::

:: intrigued ::

SCI: Hey. Yeah. Dolly auf Deutsch, cool. Bridge: Hey, uh, pardon my intrusion, but where's Zoë?

:: shrugs :: SCI: Sure. :: thinks a bit of music might ease the tension ::

:: rolls his eyes at Hannah, going back to his console ::

:: looks out the windows, indeed not seeing much from here, but believes Nourik ::

:: raises an eyebrow at Hannah ::

:: turns to Hannah :: Ms. Ziredac, hello. Lt. D'bryn is on the surface, with our away team.

:: side eye to Hannah ::

:: frowns down at the controls again, then looks to see if she can see anything more from here ::

:: glances over at Hannah, waiting for the conversation to be over before requesting the computer to play the song ::

:: panik :: CO: Is she...? :: tries to play it cool :: Is she okay?

:: looks to Rike ::

:: quickly glances at the vitals :: Yes, of course. Is something wrong?

:: glances at Ammora with wide eyes, and gives a very slight shrug ::

:: also glances at the vitals, then keeps staring at them in thought ::

SCI: :: smirks ::

:: tries to play it even cooler :: CO: No. Nah. Nothing, uh... What kinda mission are y'all on, right now? Boring diplomacy, lots of talking, fixing stuff in, uh...a nonviolent environment?

:: perks eyebrow at Hannah ::

:: stands from the helm to address Hannah :: Diplomacy — attempting to stop a war in a newly warp-capable civilization.

:: eyes go directly down to his console ::

:: looks around at those assembled, the woman mentioning the swapped controls still present, wondering and turns to her :: Vervaise : I'm sorry, you seem to know quite a bit about this facility, but I don't believe you've mentioned your name.

:: purses lips, avoiding eye contact with everyone else ::

:: Looks at Nourik as the silence stretches, and then at Kuari when she speaks ::

:: glances at Vervaise ::

:: attempts a casual lean, slips at the mention of war :: CO: But this war, it's not... Like it's theoretical, right? No one's killing each other, right?

:: stands up straight :: XO: Oh, uh, hi. Sorry, I’m Vervaise. Kind of Nourik’s left-hand woman.

:: leans into her console, typing intensely ::

:: scans the controls again, for good measure, unable to believe resources were wasted to do this ::

:: raises her eye ridges and looks to Nourik in surprise :: Vervaise: Oh, really?

:: takes a step forward :: There is a cease-fire at the moment. Do you know something that we do not?

:: reappraises Vervaise in light of this information ::

:: ears perk ::

:: looks to Harper, back to his console ::

:: tilts her head back :: XO: Yeah. I help a lot with the day-to-day.

:: nods in corroboration :: Yes, indeed, Vervaise is vital to our cause.

CO: No, I... Okay, promise not to throw me in the brig or laugh at me?

:: stands up straight, moves slightly to the right of Hannah ::

:: softens her voice :: What is it, Hannah?

:: is surprised Vervaise wasn't at the peace talks, but refrains from mentioning. After all, perhaps she was needed down here in his stead and smiles at both her and Nourik :: Vervaise: Well, it is good to make your acquaintance. I'm sure Nourik's told you all about us.

:: glances briefly to Ammora, then Hannah ::

:: wonders in socially awkward if she should introduce herself at this point ::

:: shifts eyes from Harper to Hannah ::

:: gives a bland look and nods :: XO: Oh, yeah. If you guys pull off peace, I’ll be impressed.

CO: I... :: speaks the rest really fast :: had a dream that didn't feel like a dream and it involved Zoë in mortal danger and I just wanted to confirm that she was alive and okay in the real world and I somehow felt that was important enough to barge onto a Starfleet bridge and interrupt everybody. :: smiles the most awkward smile that ever produced a neck fold ::

Anyway, right this way, and you'll be able to see the intake from the actual mines... :: leads everyone to a different control room ::

:: is touched by Hannah’s concern, looking to Harper for her response ::

:: stops from rolling his eyes ::

:: doesn't move ::

:: nods compassionately :: Dreams can be intense motivators for action, sometimes. :: gestures to the helm :: See for yourself — I have the away team's vitals up.

:: decides against introducing herself without a cue from Kuari and follows along, holstering her tricorder for the moment ::

:: looks at the away’s team’s vitals as they’re mentioned ::

:: still trying to play it cool :: CO: Oh, I don't need... Yeah, can I take a look? :: hurries over ::

:: wants to move with Hannah, but stays and keeps an open eye ::

:: follows at the back of the group into the mining area ::

:: scans in all directions :: Self: What other useless systems overhauls did they do?

:: opens her mouth to speak, but is actually interested in seeing the next stop on their tour and follows ::

:: takes a spot in the lead, the other marine at the back and both silent ::

:: walks abreast with Zoë and Kuari in the middle of the pack ::

:: gestures to the vitals :: See, she is fine.

:: is aware of how much dilithium is in the mine due to scans from Atlantis but is curious as to how much they will see ::

:: scanning still :: Self: It just doesn't make any sense.

:: her eyes linger for a moment on her wife's stats ::

:: does like how long this is lingering ::

CO: Are you going to send the data down...? :: gives Harper an awkward face of worry ::

:: shakes her head at Rike ::

CO: Yeah. :: doesn't know what a good pulse looks like, but it looks consistent with the others :: Okay, cool. Business concluded. I'll let y'all get back to staving off a bloody conflict.

:: nods and smiles :: Of course, Hannah.

Hannah: Ms. Ziredac, can I escort you back to... wherever?

CO: Not- not to question but, ahh! Why not? :: bites her thumbnail ::

TAC: Scotty! How's things? :: hops up next to the tactical station :: You know, I've never gotten a good look at these things. Pretty fancy.

:: steps between Hannah and the console :: Ms. Ziredac... :: through borderline gritted teeth :: Do you need help back to... wherever?

SCI: The conclusion is likely, but not definitive. There is also nothing to suggest that the attack was sanctioned by the Thrin'pa.

:: juts bottom lip, thinks a second, shakes her head :: TAC: No.

And now, we are passing into the actual mine, though we won't go down for obvious reasons.

:: hears the word 'attack', turns to just watch and listen ::

:: motions to the turbolift :: Hannah: Ms. Ziredac...

Nourik: Because they switched up and down too?

:: snorts with suppressed laughter at Zoë ::

:: looks around, smirking slightly at D’bryn’s comment ::

:: takes a moment, then gets it and laughs :: No, I just did not imagine you all wanting to go down into a mine. But if you do...?

Mm! :: slowly turns back to console, now humming to herself again, eyes still wide as she types to the botany lab ::

:: half-ignoring TAC, still listening in on the pertinent info :: TAC: :: mock dude-voice :: Mithter Ammora...

:: turns back to Hannah :: Ms. Ziredac, did the EMP attack do much damage to the Skylark?

:: has seen a dilithium mine before, recognizing it immediately for what it is :: Nourik: You are lucky to have deposits on your planet. Not all space-faring species do.

:: furrows brow :: CO: There was an EMP attack?

:: nods in agreement with Kuari ::

:: tilts her head, thinking about it ::

:: blinks, wondering how she missed it :: Were... you completely powered down?

XO: I had not considered that.

:: blinks, looks both Hannah and Harper ::

CO: I've been kinda isolating in my ship for... :: blinks :: ...a while. I think one of the upgrades I got was advanced magno-somethin-somethin shielding. I didn't get any power flickers at all.

:: for reasons completely known, still dislikes and doesn't trust Hannah ::

Hm. When Zoë gets back, would you mind letting her have a look at those upgrades? She might be able to find something we could implement.

:: thinks that a lump of carbon got Hannah's attention ::

:: digresses ::

CO: Oh. Sure, yeah. Yeah, Zoë can... Or really anybody in Engineering can take a look at the uh, at the thing.

:: glances over at Ammora, raising her eyebrows ::

CO: Doesn't have to be Zoë.

We appreciate that, Hannah, thank you. :: moves back to the helm and sits ::

Nourik/Vervaise: My homeworld, for example.

Then how would anyone ever develop faster-than-light travel without it?

:: looks to Wright, thinking of Earth ::

:: looks to Wright, considering this carefully. She nods to Nourik’s question, also curious ::

Hannah: :: motions to the turbolift ::

:: scans around the mine :: Self: So what kind of back-asswards dumdum things did they do down here to break my brain? Tricorder> :: pings ::

:: looks closer at the readings, looks up at a mine cart near the mouth of the mine, resting by a support structure ::

All: Uhhh, guys?

:: clears throat :: Computer... play Jolene by Dolly Parton.

Nourik: It arrived on our world via meteorite... :: turns as Zoë speaks ::

ACTION> The computer plays Jolene.

All: I'm getting readings consistent with explosive materials, originating at that mine cart over there. :: points ::

:: looks over at D'bryn, alarmed ::

:: looks at D’bryn with wide eyes :: CEO: What?

CSO: Lucky stri — :: turns to D'bryn :: CEO: What?

D'bryn: Materials...? Like...well, dilithium?

All: That mine cart, there. :: fights off nervous shakes :: I can't know unless I see it.

ACTION> Heart rates of the away team members spike.

:: eyes widen, and she looks at the cart, her heart beginning to beat more quickly ::

:: furrows a brow at the spike in heart rates, finger hovering over the console ::

:: discerns another reading :: All: Yeah, that's a bomb, I'm reading a timer device.

:: panik ::

:: freezes up, staring at the minecart ::

:: widens her eyes and looks to Wright, Harper's parting words echoing in her mind, then at Nourik ::

:: presses a button on the console and calls for an orderly evacuation ::

+ Bridge + Away team to Atlantis, beam us up!

:: eyes widen ::

:: moves back to his station ::

:: looks to Rike :: Do it, now!

:: finally unfreezes and starts direction people who are evacuating out ::

:: straightens at hearing that, a hand falling to her phaser and other giving a signaled instruction to the other marine, looking to D'bryn :: All: Alright. Everyone, back away to the farthest wall from the cart, :: attention snaps to Kuari as the other marine steps closer to the cart in curiousity ::

:: taps console quickly :: Beaming up now!

:: looks up at Harper with wide eyes ::

:: stunned :: Bridge: Zoë!

:: monitors transporters :: CO: Containment beam at maximum!

This way, to the nearest exit. Or, beam out.

:: calls for an EOD team from the military ::

ACTION> The away team safely materializes in the Atlantis's transporter room.

:: sighs :: Self: What... the... hell...

:: wills her face to not betray her internal worry ::

:: shimmers into being, breathing rapidly ::

:: materializes :: XO/CSO: What about all those people?

:: waving her arms :: This way! Quickly now!

Bridge: Are they aboard? Did you get em?

:: appears in the transporter room :: AT: To the bridge!

:: moves his staff along, herding everyone with Vervaise ::

Hannah: :: barks :: Let us do our job!

:: doesn't hesitate, and takes off at a run for the TL ::

Hannah: They are all on board.

:: looks to Rike ::

:: sighs with relief ::

:: also sighs ::

:: exhales sharply, running a hand through her as she shimmers into being, and moving towards the doorway to catch with Ammora ::

:: nods and returns to the center seat while waiting for the AT to arrive on the bridge and report what happened ::

:: runs along with CSO and XO :: XO/CSO: Seriously, can't we get those people out too?

:: sidles into a TL before Zoë can get to the bridge ::

CEO: They have their own evacuation procedures. My duty is to our team. We'll be in contact shortly, I'm sure.

:: watches Hannah go ::

CEO: We might be able to beam out the explosive.

:: hurries through the corridors, having been ahead of the other away team members, slipping into an empty TL and barking for the bridge ::

:: gives her console's edge a good smack in relief ::

:: the TL opens to permit entrance onto the bridge, and she strides onto the bridge with a sharp glance to Ammora, turning attention to the captain ::

SCI: Lieutenant Herschel, nice work.

:: directs the EOD team to what D'bryn reported ::

SCI: Seconded, thank you, Rike.

:: waves the last workers out of the mine, turning to Nourik ::

:: gives a two fingered salute to Harper and Ammora ::

CTO: Welcome back, Captain Grey. :: steps away from the console ::

V: We'll have to see what the EOD team says.

:: boards the TL and looks to Wright :: We may. We may do just that if necessary.

CTO: Where is everyone else?

:: rides the TL with Kuari and Zoë impatiently ::

:: wipes sweat from her forehead :: N: Okay. Let’s get out ourselves.

CEO: We don't know where the sabotage is coming from yet. Was this directed at us, or the Thrin'pa?

V: Agreed! :: heads TF out with Vervaise ::

CO: They're a few steps behind me. :: straightens with a salute to the Captain before speaking :: CO: Lt. D'bryn detected a bomb triggered with a timer fuse buried in one of their mining carts about fifteen minutes into our tour with Nourik and Vervaise. An evacuation was called. :: keeps her voice loud enough for everyone to hear ::

CO: Should I attempt to scan what it is?

XO: No, I don't know. Hard to tell.

:: watches Grey with a concerned frown ::

:: hovers fingers over console ::

:: arrives on the bridge with the rest of the AT ::

:: moves to TAC2 station ::

:: glances with worry toward the turbolift doors as the rest of her people emerge, safe and sound ::

:: her face, for a moment, betrays her command demeanor and shows profound relief ::

CO: Commander Kuari and Lt. D'bryn have more details... :: falls silent to let them explain the details, stepping over to the other console as the other members arrive ::

:: meets Kate's eyes briefly as she crosses to her station ::

SCI: Yes, by all means.

:: immediately begins scans ::

:: immediately begins looking for the explosive, which is easier since she knows exactly where it is ::

:: sees that Grey has already reported to the captain :: CO: We should hail Nourik and see if he needs help evacuating.

:: begins scans around the location of where she beamed out the AT ::

CO: There wasn't enough time, and I didn't get a close-enough look to tell for sure, but the readings I was getting showed that it wasn't the most professional-looking job. Definitely capable of killing a lot people, and doing extensive damage to that mine.

:: trots to the center of the bridge and takes her seat ::

SCI: Did it go off yet? Can you tell?

CEO: Good catch, Zoë.

CEO: I can't tell. Haven't found it yet. Narrowing down location now.

:: is obviously shaken, listening to the bridge chatter instead of finding busywork to do ::

ACTION> The explosive device shows up on scans next to a robotic device of some sort.

:: monitoring the situation ::

Bridge: Uh....

Located the device. :: continues tapping on her console, sending live updates to the tactical consoles as she does so ::

:: shuts his mouth ::

:: panik hasn't subsided yet; sighs through puffed cheeks :: CO: Thanks, Captain. I hope they can disarm it.

There appears to be some sort of... robot next to what appears to be the explosive.

:: looks up from her console at Herschel, then Ammora ::

:: hands move across the console, looking at the scans ::

:: access the updates, watching with hands pressed to either side of the console, barely looking up as she watches ::

CO: I can confirm Rike's scans, I'm seeing the same thing.

CO: We could beam it to a containment field, perhaps, depending on the yield.

CSO/SCI: I would think they have the technology to use a robot to disarm the device, yes?

CO: Depends on the robot's capabilities.

CO: Explosive disarming robots do exist, yes. Not sure what this one is.

:: attempts to scan the robot device ::

ACTION> Scans now show the robot moving away and several Wenkudians moving in.

:: taps his console ::

The robot is moving away from the explosive... and live individuals are moving closer to the explosive.

:: heart starts pounding ::

:: gets the report from the EOD lead :: Seriously?!

:: leans over to peer at the report ::

:: looks at Grey ::

ACTION> The device starts to move once the Wenkudians arrive on the scene.

:: looks to Vervaise :: It was not armed.

CO: I think they're moving it.

CEO: Was the device armed when you saw it?

:: is tracking the device from her console, mind working to try and figure out what was happening ::

:: wipes the sweat from her brow with a flourish :: N: Phew!

CSO: They must have disarmed it, then. XO: You are right, but give them a few more minutes.

V: Why, though?

:: nods, concerned, the waiting always difficult ::

CO: I'm thinking moving a volatile explosive on foot isn't smart... Captain, we can beam it out into space...

:: shakes her head :: N: To shut down the mine.

SCI: It had a timer device; I'm assuming so.

V: Without damaging it, so that they can use it... we may be under attack soon.

:: nods in grave agreement ::

TAC: They have likely disarmed it. They may be behind our technology, but they know how to deal with their own technology.

:: nods:: CO: Yes, Captain.

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