USS Chimera
Bridge Jigsaw (I am rubber, you are glue)
Posted by Gamemaster Deus Ex Machina (Gamemaster) in Bridge Jigsaw (I am rubber, you are glue)
Posted by Lieutenant Sheriye (Chief Science Officer) in Bridge Jigsaw (I am rubber, you are glue)
Posted by Commander Garinder’Jen th’Jir (Executive Officer) in Bridge Jigsaw (I am rubber, you are glue)
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Jen frowned. That was unexpected. He had almost convinced himself that this was a natural disaster of sorts. If it was one person he could and would discount it as relative paranoia. But two? His mind retracted on orders and considered different permutations. This meant an adjustment in tactics if it was so. But right now, it was just waiting for that new report. He glanced at the Admiral and CSO, a brow raised, and an antennae that appeared to do the same.
- JenGM
OOC: Pasting in Marine call ..
IC:
=^=CIC this is Captain Georgio, we have potentially two intruders. We’re continuing to search. We will be clearing deck by deck. Will report when we have more information.=^= Kate stated =^=A Company is heading to the flight deck to help get the fighters in the sky.=^=
MCO=^= Captain, what is the nature of these intruders? Sightings? Hostile? Has there been any attempt at communication? =^= Was it just seeing shadows? He was used to command and being in a command center. He never liked that. He preferred being in the action, even if the action was ever a step closer to death. In that he was more like the Klingons in relishing the action, even if he was more again in the command arenas. The fog of war so to speak was irritating. Their field of battle was limited to this ship - even if the battle was against the ship itself and getting the systems back up. These ‘intruders’ were at the moment secondary until proven dangerous.
- Jen, XOHudson shook his combat tricorder… “I don’t think its a cloak. I’m reading subspace distortions… dozens of them on this deck… Sir.”
M’Ressa stood by listening to the XO’s comm with the MCO. Intruders? Were they the ones responsible for this? Were they being boarded? Sheriye moved up beside her granddam as they waited to hear what was going on. She didn’t think the XO was going to let her go with the pilots but would she be able to make sense of the data up here? She could only wait and see. She felt like a rabbit trapped in a hole with the fox on the outside and just as helpless.
M’Ressa Rear Admiral
Sheriye CSOOOC: Pasting in
IC:Elsamine spoke =^=It’s hard to say Commander. They appear to be cloaked. We are looking for them now. A Company is on the move.=^= She said =^=B Company will be on the move momentarily going down towards main engineering.=^= She said =^= Movement is going to be slow going. We’re having to use explosive charges. So if you feel explosions, that’s us. =^= She looked around “Blevins, Emmory, Black and Garrison, take charges and head towards main engineering. Do what is necessary to get there.”
MCOUp. Down. Technically engineering was ‘up’ from where they were, as was a great deal of what they needed. Below Elsamine was eventually CIC and assorted things such as the Armory, transporters and, curiously the Counselor’s office way down to the bottom. He wondered whether that was a completely forgotten item with the designers and that they threw that in at the end. The one good thing would be that they would have a way ‘up’ when they reached CIC and by then may have reached the bays. =^= Acknowledged. Work the plan. =^= The impulse engines were higher up still. Deck 12 at the least. They’d have encountered the flight bays by then. He looked back to the CSO and Admiral. He had an idea though that would take time.
He turned to the admiral and CSO. “Admiral, are you rated for flying a shuttle? If any of those birds are able to fly you two might be our hope for seeing what is going on. And, if comms and transporters are working in them, alleviate some of our … difficulties.”
- Jen, XOM’Ressa blinked for a moment, the only sign of her surprise at the request. Then glancing at Sheriye she nodded.”I am a bit rusty but yes, I can fly. We two should be able to move quickly through the tunnels as well…if there aren’t too many forcefields up.” Sheriye grinned and bounced on her toes.
Jen nodded, quelling a smile. He wasn’t one to smile much by nature. “I’m sure there are other pilots about, however we don’t know the state of injuries aboard. I know that I can count on you though. As for force fields, once the teams burrow through the decks there would be a ladder to climb.” He looked at them and their ‘cat-like’ grace. That wouldn’t be a problem for them. He could hear the thud and shudder in the deck as the explosions shape charged a hole in the deck. He would not be popular among the engineers for a while.
“I could get us our data as well!” She chipped in excitedly. M’Ressa shot her a look to try and quell her grandkit’s excitement but nodded again.”Commander, do you have any phasers up here? I think if there are intruders on the loose we should not go wandering unarmed.”
Rear Admiral M’Ressa
Sheriye CSO“I’m counting on that,” he said to Sheriye. He wondered if her quarters had a particularly large ball of string in it given her eagerness. To the question he replied, “Oh absolutely. This is the CIC and is meant to be self-contained.” He pointed to a set of lockers along one bulkhead. “In there you’ll find anything from phasers to rifles to small explosives.”
- Jen, XOM’Ressa nodded as she strode over to the one of the lockers and picked out two of the hand held phasers. Checking their setting efficiently she made sure they were on stun before moving back and handing one to Sheriye, who did not look like she really wanted to take it but did not dare demure due to her granddam’s steely gaze. “Deck 15 is the closest Flight deck is it not, Commander?” She asked turning to look at Jen as she clipped her own phaser to her belt. “That’s eight decks up. Alright anything else? The faster we get up into one of those shuttles the faster we can begin to get some answers.”
M’Ressa Rear Admiral
There were forcefield up at every deck and every cross section. The ship was for all intents and purposes boxed against explosive decompression for both outside the hull and within the ship. It was almost as if the ship was under the impression that every section was open to space. The marines were able to move one section begore they were blocked again by a bulkhead and now a force field.
GM
OOC: Does that mean we can’t move anywhere?
Krys