Posted by Gamemaster Gamemaster (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - On The Surface

Posted by Lieutenant Persephone Milestone (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim - On The Surface

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Paris Carisi (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - On The Surface

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Given that they were in the Ambassador’s suite, they could clearly see the main floor from their vantage point. The door to the embassy downstairs broke with a loud crash. 3 large Nausicaans busted through the embassy. The standard computer voice spoke across the compound, “Unauthorized entry detected. Engaging automated security defensive systems. Federation personnel are to shelter in place.”

Specifically, the voice continued in the Ambassador office. “Locking down the Ambassadorial suite.”

“No no no no,” Paris moved swiftly to console. “We are not getting locked in here.” She was not thrilled with the idea of being hoed in an a office she doubted could stop the onslaught of Nasusicaans and minimal weapons to defend themselves.

They watched as a forcefield surrounded the three Nausicaans. They laughed… as three more Nausicaans came behind them and shot down the shield emitter. The forcefield came down.

They were making their way to the elevator, and one of the Nausicaans was using a device. Seems like they were doing a little hacking.

GM

Seph growled under her breath. “Lawrence, I suggest if you have and abilities here, you lock down, purge, back up, delete or do whatever it is you need to do the files in this place. I am guessing they are looking for something, and it’s probably not us.”

She did pull her phaser at this point, and moved a bit further from the door. Whatever else the Nausicans were, they were persistent.

Seph
CSO

“Seph you’re brilliant,” Paris said. “If we can find a place to lie low and out of site we can let the Nausciaans find what we need and then just steal it back from them. We just need a place to stay out of sight until then.” With the odds stacked against them like this Paris did not think laying low was cowardly. Nothing in the universe except for another human being was worth dying over and there was no way they could hold the people approaching off unless the room had a closet that doubled as an armory.

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Carisi would notice a button on the wall. It read, “In case of emergency…”

Once pressed, a palm print identification device appeared. After the computer did a scan and sensor scan, a forcefield dropped and a holographic wall disappeared to reveal a small armory. It had 5 phaser rifles, 1 phaser sniper rifle, and 5 standard phasers.

GM

Looking around the room for someplace large enough to hole up Paris noticed something else. Small red letters indicating the room did have a safety feature. Crossing the room in a full run Paris skidded to a stop before an indescript panel. The red lettering of “In case of Emergency place hand here” and glowing red palm print had not been there ten minutes ago. Maybe the Nausciaans invading the embassy had triggered it but regardless of how it got there, it was there. Paris pressed her hand to the print revealing a small armory behind the panel. “Now this is what I am talking about,” Paris said. “Seph” she called to her roommate already handing her a phaser rifle and a phaser. “You do remember how to shoot them right?” The question was not meant to be insulting or demeaning. In times of stress people tended to panic or hyperfocus. Paris knew her roommate. Seph would hyperfocus on the situation and see things others would miss. That would come in handy when the crap hit the fan but at this second, Paris just needed to know she remembered the basics of armory 101.

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Seph frowned as Paris ran for the back wall. The handprint was visible to Seph a split second before her ex roommate had slammed her hand down on it. The resulting armoury made Seph actually laugh out loud. “Ask and ye shall receive? Really Paris? Next time ask for a Fleet rescue squad. Cute ones to the last man!” She laughed as she caught the rifle. “If I didn’t remember, you’d just drag me to the holo decks again soon as we got back. Yes, dear… I remember.” She did a quick field check of the energy pack and the operation of the rifle.

The rifle was 80 percent charged. Seems like power of the embassy was diverted for awhile. The rifle was well maintained however.

Paris had spent time with her after making CoS seeing to her own weapons’ quals. Paris had said Seph was going to be needed at her back if the ship went sideways in space. Never in a million light years did the Science Chief ever think it would be necessary. But she had kept up, excelled and impressed her darker, gungho companion. While she would rather inspect life, the Nausicans were a life form she would be happy to inspect in death if they breached the room they were in. Glancing to the third in their party, she smiled. “Hope you can keep up, Lawrence.” She laughed and winked as Paris drooled over the sudden godsent weapons a moment more before turning her vision back to the pending invasion.

Seph
CSO

“Warning: intrusion into computer systems detected. Automated defenses will activate in 10 minutes. Unauthorized personnel are to surrender to Starfleet Personnel,” warned the computer.

From their vantage point, they saw the computer initated an electrical shock to the panel the Naausicans opened up. The aliens howled and screamed in surprise.

Two of them broke off from the group, apparently looking for an alternative access point to climb up.

GM

Seph growled under her breath as they searched with more determination. “Thought they would have left by now. Seems they want something pretty bad to not give up.” She glanced back at her partners to see what they were doing. If they started to leave, she was sure to be on their heels.

Suddenly she had an idea. Moving to the nearest console, she tried to gain access. She wasn’t sure if the computers would be completely locked down because of the breach, but she had to try. “Why are they here? I’m guessing it’s not for us. That seems a bit ridiculous, don’t you think?” If she could get in, she was going to search for a list of high level topics entered in, researched or logged into in the last few weeks. Whatever the Nausicans were here for, it was in the computer banks. At least, she ‘hoped’ it was. Because the alternative was a stint as a potential prisoner of an alien race that wasn’t very friendly. And ‘that’ didn’t sit well with Seph at all.

Persephone
CSO