USS Memorial
Main Sim - Deck 5 Corridor (EVACUATION)
Posted by Ensign Larian Naktal (Doctor) in Main Sim - Deck 5 Corridor (EVACUATION)
Posted by Lieutenant Kendric Tor (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim - Deck 5 Corridor (EVACUATION)
Posted by Ensign Larian Naktal (Doctor) in Main Sim - Deck 5 Corridor (EVACUATION)
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A blast struck the side of the memorial, carving loose more of the damaged hull that a previous attack had caused. Alarms blared as crew members tried to evacuate the deck and get away from the rapidly depressurizing holes to the void. One NE found his leg trapped under a piece of rubble, unable to lift it by himself. If nothing was done, then he would soon be claimed by the void.Your Bestest Friend (GM)
As the lighting switched to emergency modes, Tor and a team of damage control engineers arrived to deal with the depressurizing sections. Seeing the NE trapped, Tor shouted through the acrid smoke of burning conduits and popping power relays. “NE Mactavish, NE Ricemuller! Give me a hand!” and he ran to the trapped figure. “Easy, my man. We’ll get you out of there.” the big blue Chief Engineer said as calmly as he could. Mactavish and Ricemuller went to either side of the big Bolian and, wedging the pry-bars they carried underneath and trying to lift the rubble off the NE’s leg. Tor grabbed the man under the arms and, as the two engineers levered up the debris, attempted to pull the man free.
Tor, CE
The man let out a cry of pain as the piece slowly lifted up, but luckily for him, it was just high enough that Tor was able to barely slide him out from underneath. Nearby an exposed panel sparked dangerously close to some exposed wires, and the emergency shield emitters for some reason were not activating to prevent air from leaving the ship.
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OOC: Hope I’m ok to jump in here?
IC: =^= Ensign Naktal to Lt Tor, I’m getting reports of damage in your area, do you require any medical assistance? =^=
Ensign Naktal (Doctor)
Tor slammed his combadge =/\= We have injured in this area, yes. Medevac units will hold until we can get the emergency shield emitters online. =/\= and he looked at his two engineers, his face uncharacteristically solemn. =/\= Computer, evacuate all areas adjacent to hull breach and seal emergency bulkheads around hull breach section and all adjacent sections. =/\= and he looked at the injured crewman. “Ok, I gotta makes sure we don’t suffocate. Be right back. ” and he went the nearest access control panel and began running a diagnostic on the emergency response systems. As he did, he shouted to his aides “Damage control. Get the sparks down and the fires out. And see if you can see why the shield emitters aren’t online from that end.”
Tor, CE
Lari looked across at Grey who was busy with a patient so tapped her comm badge in response. =/\= Acknowledged Lt, we’re on our way. =/\= she replied. She turned on her heels and grabbed her emergency supplies. “Rodgers, Morgan, get a stretcher, you’re with me, Nurse Riley see if Dr Grey needs assistance then help Dr Copeland prepare for more incoming casualties, I doubt these will be the only ones,” she ordered as she slung her kit on her shoulder with a newfound decisiveness as she turned to the CMO. “Dr Grey, they have casualties on deck 5, I’m taking a team to retrieve them!” she barked, not really waiting for a response as the trio quickly made their way out of sickbay and headed for deck 5.
As they approached the damaged section, Lari put her hand up to stop her two colleagues and tapped her comm badge again. =/\= Naktal to Tor, we’re just outside your section, let me know when the shield emitters are stable. =/\= she hollered over the noise then turned to the two medics. “I’m presuming you’d rather not suffocate?” she asked with a hint of a grin. Although emergency medicine could be an intense and harrowing experience, Lari had to admit she did get a bit of a thrill out of being in the midst of the action.
Ensign Naktal (Doctor)
Part of the emergency shield emitters were fried. Although power was being supplied, it was cut off from the emitters by other some breaks in the circuits, or fused metal directing the current to other systems.
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