Posted by Cadet Lillian Anderson (Security Officer) in Main Sim - Away Team

Posted by Commander Maxwell Harkness (Executive Officer) in Main Sim - Away Team

Posted by Cadet Catt Beñnet (Scientist) in Main Sim - Away Team
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The pattern worked and the away team materialized in front of the thick, grey, sickbay doors. The hallways were dark and muggy; a clear sign the power had been off to this area for some time, or had at least been altered to be a more jungle type environment.

GM Wombat

Catt began scanning the moment she finished materialization. She took a step so that she had her back to a wall, while her ears swiviled back and forth for any sounds that might warn of a potential danger. The transporter euphoria was as usual distracting to some extent but she refuse to allow it to cause her any distraction. She was well aware that most people hesitated after transport to reorient themselves. But by focusing her attention on her tricorder she had found she could mostly negate that pause. As usual the euphoria disapated with a sudden annoyance. The Transporter always left her with a static charge which disipated as soon as her tail touched the wall. Nothing like getting zapped by static electricity to shake off a mood buzz. She sighed and adjusted the tricorder to scan for potential harmful gasses in the funky jungle like air.

“Not sure if the air is so fragrent because cargo was exposed or if life support has been marginal for a extended period. But I suspect someone may of tampered with the settings of life support as in theory a air pocket running on minimal life support ought to be cold and dry, with a increased nitrogen level.”

Cadet Catt Bennet. Sciences.

Max nodded as he turned on his beacon and let the light shine up and down the hallway. “Alright Cadet, work with Cadet Locke to determine what has happened to the environmental controls here. Lt, get your team spread out here, standard perimeter, but keep line of sight for now. I don’t want any wandering to far away just in case something happens.”

Max looked around the corridor and then over at Richards. “Where are the life signs. And please tell me that we haven’t just suddenly decreased our life expectancy.”

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

Lillian felt the transporter process concluded and the deck under her feet and she recovered quickly have been throw countless transport in her life on starships with her parents. she dropped into a defensive position kneeling on one knee with the other one pop-up and life)defensive position kneeling on one knee with the other one pop-up and rifle at the ready.
that was probably a bit over the top but it was an unknown ship and situation she thought after she had done it
The XO issued orders to the team Lillian stood and assumed stranded defensive position as instructed.
“clear”
she said as she looked down the darkened corridor

Cadet Lillian Anderson Security

Cadet Osten pitched forward as he rematerialized aboard the Potterfield, momentarily off-balance as one foot came down hard in front of him. He had transported before, but not under such stressful circumstances. He did have a moment of light-headedness, but he straightened quickly as his eyes flickered to the other personnel, hoping they had not witnessed his gaffe. “I’m alright,” he breathed, reassuring himself and potentially those in his immediate vicinity.

Wiles glanced at Cadet Anderson as she dropped into a well-practiced crouch, and a flash of insecurity crossed his mind. But he swung his rifle up to aim down the sights toward the opposite end of the hallway from where Cadet Anderson was facing. “Clear,” he echoed his counterpart.

Cadet Osten looked at Lieutenant Tavium out of the corner of his eye, awaiting further orders. Then he refocused his gaze down his end of the murky corridor.

(Wiles Osten, Security Cadet)