Posted by Cadet Chris Taylor (Security Officer) in Main-Sim: To Deck Five, And Beyond!

Posted by Gamemaster Mr Centauri (Gamemaster) in Main-Sim: To Deck Five, And Beyond!

Posted by Cadet John Morrell (Security Officer) in Main-Sim: To Deck Five, And Beyond!

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Without waiting for reply, he crouched and set a small transponder into the soil, the device humming to life. “Beacon deployed. Baseline established. We’ll see if the readings shift.”

The forest seemed to exhale — the mist drifting closer, heavy and watching. Morrell adjusted his stance, stepping subtly between the XO and the treeline, his eyes scanning every shadow.

“Feels like this ground’s trying to separate us,” he muttered under his breath. “We hold the line, stay sharp.”

Cadet John Morrell, Security

OOC: Great posts! Just be careful not to put words into another characters mouth persay. We want them to be able to take their own actions, and you react to them. Then again, maybe you are seeing things in the forest yourself. ;-)

Capt Foley - CO

OOC: Acknowledged, Sir. Will pay closer attention moving forward.

Cadet John Morrell, Security

OOC: remember you have to take action, not just think about it or make suggestions. Someone actually has to proceed to a location (more than a single step).

Mr Centauri GM extraordinaire

Chris watched as Morrell put down the transponder

“While i appreciate the diligence, we should pick up the pace, the doctor could be in real trouble, and for that matter the more we linger here , the more danger we could be in”

Chris said, walking once again towards the lake, now at a quicker pace than before confident that Morrel was vigilant.

Cadet Chris Taylor
Security

Morrell’s head snapped up as Taylor moved ahead — but something was wrong. The Commander, who had been right beside them only seconds before, was gone. No sound, no shimmer, not even a breath of movement where he’d been standing. Just empty mist.

“XO?” Morrell called out, scanning the treeline. Nothing. He flipped open his tricorder — interference. The readings were scrambled beyond use.

He looked toward Taylor. “Th’kylret’s gone. No visual, no trace. We keep moving, but we do it by the numbers.” His tone stayed calm, controlled. “You take point. Maintain five-meter spacing. Eyes open, safety off.”

He adjusted his grip on his phaser rifle and shifted back into rear security, every step deliberate. The fog pressed tighter, muting sound and distorting distance. Each rustle or flicker of shadow at the edge of vision set his instincts on edge — the kind of pressure that made men twitchy, or worse.

He kept his focus split, eyes tracking Taylor ahead while checking their six every few seconds. The terrain underfoot seemed to shift slightly, like the ground itself was alive, trying to push them apart.

“Stay sharp,” he said quietly into the comm channel. “Whatever this place is… it’s not just forest.”

The two continued forward, the fog swallowing the sound of their boots — leaving only the pulse of their own breathing and the sense that something unseen was pacing them just out of sight.

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OOC: XO has vanished mid-scene; Morrell follows Taylor as he takes point while assuming rear guard. Proceeding toward the lake under heavy environmental interference and rising tension.

Cadet John Morrell, Security