USS Manhattan
Side Sim: Blue-shirt Holodeck Hangout
Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Side Sim: Blue-shirt Holodeck Hangout
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Kiama Naim (Science Officer) in Side Sim: Blue-shirt Holodeck Hangout
Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Side Sim: Blue-shirt Holodeck Hangout
Posted by… suppressed (2) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
“Stay put,” Holographic Faye said conveyed. “I think the best thing to do is to work with timing. Now that I have a visual, I can trigger the support systems to kick in. It’s going to take a couple of minutes. I get that this is less than ideal, but you’re going to have to trust me, alright,” Faye said calmly as she worked furiously. they couldn’t see how madly she was working, sitting there on the corridor floor with her kit open, tools in quick reach and the front side of the control panel taken off entirely. But no one had else had responded so they could go jump out an airlock if they wanted to complain to her about it.
Kiama simply nodded. For while the prospect of just sitting there waiting wasn’t terribly appealing, she had a feeling that she was not in the shape to move fast anyway.
“Okay, some parameters are in place, so what I need you to do now is give me a countdown. When you think the danger is within thirty seconds, give me a yell. I can’t watch and work at the same time. After your warning, I’ll initiate a cascade sequence and that will trigger the beam out. Warning you now, it’s going to be frighteningly tight, but if it’s not the sequence won’t work.”
~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist
Shon gulped. Thirty seconds? That seemed like a rather specific number. The volcano was definitely approaching, but Shon couldn’t tell how fast it was moving or when it would arrive. He looked at Kiama. “So, do we just not run away from the lava falling from the sky? Just making one thousand percent sure that’s an actual plan that we actually agree on.” He couldn’t help but shake his head a bit at the absurdity of it all.
(Ensign Baht, Medical)
OOC: Fixed previous post because I mis-read
Pushing her own fear aside, Kiama reached for Shon’s hand with her uninjured one and gave a gentle, but hopefully reassuring squeeze. “We’ll be okay,” she said softly. She then looked back at “Faye” and continued, “We can give you a countdown of course.” Her voice was steady and calm as she spoke. “And Faye,” she added with a soft smile, using the other woman’s first name to address her for the first time. “No matter how this ends, thank you so much for trying to get us out of here.”
~Lt.jg. Naim, aCSO
There was an audible snort before she replied, “Don’t thank me yet,” she said, though there was warmth in her voice.
A few moments passed and the holographic Faye looked attentive again. “Okay, I’m ready… now. Let me know when we’er at the thirty-second mark.”
~Faye Calloway, Mission Specialist
Shon squeezed Kiama’s hand back perhaps a little too hard as his stomach dropped. Kiama’s gratitude for Faye sent a flutter of panic through Shon’s chest, her words solidifying that they really could be about to die. Shon shook slightly in fear as the volcano-storm started to loom over them. He had never looked death in the face like this. “You’re probably better at math than I am,” Shon muttered breathlessly. “Maybe you should do the countdown.” His wide eyes never left their approaching doom.
(Ensign Baht, Medical)