Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall (Chief of Security) in Main Sim-USS Picket-Flight to Safety

Posted by Captain Freja Andreassen (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim-USS Picket-Flight to Safety

Posted by Lieutenant Jeffrey “Bob” Jeffers (Chief Engineer) in Main Sim-USS Picket-Flight to Safety
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The Group of thrity five remaining crew members of the USS Pickett made their way carefully though the quickly corrupting corridors of their ship as they finally made it to the small shuttle bay with its two tiny shuttle pods they began to pile in Commander Thol leading his people was holding off the spread the shuttle bay was the last area of the ship that had yet to fall the Picketts AI shimmered roughly into existence “H…H…HurrYYYY C…COOMMMANDER IIIi/./III…I Cannnnn nottottttt Hoooolllddddd itttt....Backkkkkk Annnyyyyy Lonnnnger” the AI forced out it was clearly being consumed and corrupted by the entity

Commander thol turned to get onto the shuttle and closed the shuttle door the shuttles launched just in time Now it was up to either the Tribute or the Chimera to save them from the threats

GMT Phoenix

“Looks like we have incoming Pickett survivors, let’s try and keep the enemy off them so we can get them safely aboard either us or the Tribute,” Freja ordered as she observed the fight.

~Freja Andreassen~

OOC: Apologies for my extended absence, working retail during the holiday season is a pain in the neck.

“Captain if you need me to I’ll help with the survivors and medical. Getting them into sickbay and what not. With your permission captain.” Melanie asked.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall
U.S.S. Chimera
Chief of Security

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Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall
U.S.S. Chimera
Chief of Security

The Picketts’ shuttles headed for the Tribute, which was staying mostly out of the fight for the moment. Over the comms, Commander T’arn’s voice cut through with urgency.

“Captain, might I recommend that the Tribute warp out with those two shuttles instead of docking them for now—as a quarantine procedure!” she shouted, her tone sharpened by the tense situation.

The Vornoth rocked violently as it took a hit from the attacking ships. T’arn continued with growing urgency, “Also, might I suggest we fall back and begin analyzing the information we’ve gathered to come up with a plan!”

Kira The Weasel
((GMT Phoenix))

“Agreed on all points Commander T’arn, let’s retreat and live to fight another day,” Freja turned to tactical, “Let’s signal everyone to regroup with the rest of the fleet, we can’t hold this fight for now. Recall our fighters.”

~Freja Andreassen~

Lieutenant Threen struggled to maintain focus as the Dominion attack ships pressed their assault. One of the enemy vessels, caught in the sustained crossfire of the Chimera and the Vornoth, finally erupted in a violent explosion. From the wreckage, an ominous red mist began to spread outward, drifting eerily in the void.

“Scanning the debris now,” one of the bridge officers reported.

The readings sent a chill through the room. “The mist is… showing life signs,” another officer confirmed, their tone uneasy.

Threen’s jaw tightened. “Keep us clear of it. Let’s avoid any proximity to ships that are falling apart.”

But then, his breath hitched. His eyes darted to his console, and his voice rose. “Captain—the Pickett!”

The viewscreen shifted to display the USS Pickett, its systems flickering unnaturally as it powered up. The ship, now eerily active, began moving to join the rest of the corrupted fleet. The sacrifice of the lone brave officer who stayed aboard had failed to keep the ship from joining the horde before them.

Threen’s knuckles whitened as he gripped the edge of his console. Shaking off the momentary shock, he tapped his comms panel.

=^= “Fighters, full recall! Get back to the Chimera immediately. We are getting the hell out of here!” =^=

The urgency in his voice left no room for doubt as the Chimera prepared to retreat from the growing nightmare.

The Dominion Leech fighters, previously relentless in their pursuit, seemed to shift tactics. At first, they pressed the advantage, darting aggressively around the retreating Starfleet fighters. But almost as quickly as they had surged forward, they veered away, heading back toward their own fleet.

A grim realization began to settle among the bridge crews as they watched the Dominion ships cluster around their grotesque mothership. A massive tendril of biomatter extended from the monstrosity, latching onto a nearby Dominion battlecruiser.

=^=“It’s… eating it,”=^= one pilot muttered, his voice shaky over the comms.

The monstrous vessel appeared to be repairing itself, the gaping hull damage inflicted earlier—when the Y’Tang had been hurled into it—visibly knitting together as the battlecruiser was consumed.

In the chaos, it became clear to the retreating forces that whatever this entity was, it had decided to turn its attention inward, prioritizing its own survival. For now, it seemed, the Chimera and her escort ships were being spared, though the pilots knew better than to linger.

As the fighters banked hard to return to their carriers, the enormity of what they had witnessed hung heavy in the air. The Chimera was retreating not out of victory, but because a force beyond comprehension had granted them a momentary reprieve.

Kira The Weasel
((GMT Phoenix))

“We’ll be back,” Freja spoke almost to herself, “Helm as soon as all fighters are back, let’s get out of here before that thing changes its mind. We need more details before we try and take it again. Let’s start analyzing the series of events and any sensor data, it’s a good place to start. Do we have any other telepaths aboard, if they sensed anything, I want them to write an account of it. I’ll do my own account once we’re out of the danger zone. There’s something very nasty going down with this thing.”

~Freja Andreassen~

As the fighters boarded and the ships jumped to warp thins quickly escalated again Threen crying from his station “Captain…They…They are following!!!” he said indicating the corrupted fleet was in persuit though at regular warp which seemed to be limited to about Warp 7 apparently whatever this corruption was it slowed the ships down greatly at FTL

Kira The Weasel
((GMT Phoenix))

“How are they tracking us, anyone have some pointers on how to lose a tail in warp?” Freja asked.

~Freja Andreassen~

“Captain. I know I may not be one that does the scanning with out stepping on anyone’s toes. But if I must. I know it might be risky to say it but we mustn’t go into warp. If they are tracking us through warp it’s the best chance that they’ll catch up to us.” Melanie said. She just wasn’t sure she should’ve spoken up about it.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall
U.S.S. Chimera
Chief of Security

“We can’t exactly limp away at impulse though,” Freja remarked with a shrug, “What about that nebula mentioned in our mission briefing, if we take ourselves there, what are the chances we lose them? Thoughts? We need to buy some time while we figure out how to beat them, because another confrontation with them may be less than successful at this point.”

She leaned back in her chair, “I think whatever that thing is, it’s absorbing our people and tech, at least that’s my theory based on what I sensed from it with my telepathy. It’s probably gained some insight in how to track us that way, which is why we need to start thinking outside the box if we can.”

~Freja Andreassen~

“Well captain with my calculations. It is stable for a starship to go into. We can hide there for a good few hours. It is our best bet captain.” She nodded at the captain.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall
U.S.S. Chimera
Chief of Security

OOC If it was not clear I consider comms to be constantly open and linked with each other it makes sense for wartime protocols within in a taskforce

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“Captain” a deep gruff voice said from the View screen

on the screen came up the image of an imposing-looking Jem’Hadar “I was just about to suggest the same thingThe founders gave us permission to use the Nebula if it came down to it My ships weapons were ineffective against these creatures and it looked like yours were starting to become ineffective too towards the end of that fight” he said

Kira The Weasel
((GMT Phoenix))

=^=Jeffers to the Captain. Captain, we have a plan to use hull polarisation as barrier for whatever this thing is. It won’t provide full protection but it will slow it down and give unshielded vessels at least a fighting chance. We’re also working on using the holo-emitters as a rudimentary barrier. I’m not too keen on testing out our theory on that one but it’ll do in a pinch.=^= Bob stated.

Lt. Bob Jeffers (CE)

=^=Jeffers you have my full permission to do what you can to stop these things, in the meantime we’re going to move the fleet into the nebula, hopefully that’ll confuse them and give us some much needed breathing space to get a better plan in play.=^=

=^= Aye Captain.=^=

“All ships, let’s get into the nebula, let’s keep working on figuring out what we can do to stop this thing,” Freja spoke louder, nodding to her helmsman to set a course to it.

~Freja Andreassen~

Melanie stood there thinking of a new plan not sure what it’ll do or if it’s going to be effective but thinking of a new one is better then not knowing at all.

Lieutenant Junior Grade Melanie Hall
U.S.S. Chimera
Chief of Security

Lt. Bob Jeffers (CE)