Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Surda (Chief of Security / RTF) in MPT-LS - “Six Hours from Evil” - Away Team

Posted by Lieutenant Casela Synthi-er (Counsellor / RTF) in MPT-LS - “Six Hours from Evil” - Away Team

Posted by Captain Zachariah Cobb (Commanding Officer) in MPT-LS - “Six Hours from Evil” - Away Team
OOC: The following people are requested for the away team:
- Raauhl
- Synthi-er
- Surda
- Durheim
- Med (Kastil or Knox, or an NE)

IC: At the transporter station, NE Nauls felt uneasy. By now the rumours had spread all over the ship - another Leviathan had appeared, containing copies of every single crewmember assigned to this ship. Except on the other Leviathan they were all dead. Well, all except one, that is. He wasn’t sure who to pity more, the away team who would be forced to confront the scenes of their own, grizzly murders head on, or himself and the others forced to remain on this ship while a deranged madman stalked the corridors and halls.

Damn, he wished they would just hurry up so he could get this over with and then lock the doors once again…

• NE Nauls

Casela had made her way to her quarters, and had contemplated full RTF gear but RTF made Hampton angry and reminded him of his conspiracies he was so fond of so she opted instead for a combat uniform. Not that she thought any of it would make any difference. She threaded her Mark VII and matching tonfa into the loops at the small of her back, and then several more tools, some weapons, some not into the loops and pockets of her uniform. She took up her backpack and then headed down to the RTF deck to pick up one more weapon that she tossed into the bag.

A few short minutes later she walked into the transporter room and looked around. First again. She really needed to impress upon people the need to move quickly. They had less than 4 1/1 hours left. They needed to move. She took note of NE Nauls and walked over to him. “Keep your door open, it will make it easier for you to move, and you’ll be able to hear any noise down the corridor. Besides Cobb, Manhattan, and Raauhl have everything under control, and there are none better.” It was a saying of sorts she’d been helping to spread around the crew for awhile now. Having faith in the command crew gave them faith in themselves and helped to stop the panic. And Casela believed it whole heartedly. Mentioning all three together also made the crew cohesive, if the three different parts of command could work as a team, then the crew could do it as well. Psychological warfare. It wasn’t always about attacking sometimes it was about defense. Casela stepped away from Nauls with a nod and took a place on the transporter pad.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS

Surda stepped into the transporter room right behind Casela. Nodding to her, she stepped on the pad beside her, completely silent. “I think a response time training exercise might be a good idea. Full crew.” She was a strong believer in preparation after all.
-Surda, CoS

Durheim followed Surda, though there was a bit of a delay. The diminutive engineer was wearing a sleeveless pair of coveralls; mechanical limbs on display, along with various tools poking out of pockets. Over one shoulder was slung a toolbag, and his face wore a grin that paired nicely with the sturdy goggles strapped to his head. “Apologies for my tardiness; I had not expected to be called away from containment.” He stepped up onto the transporter pad, setting his bag between his feet.

“I understand we are to be exploring a… copy of the Leviathan? I was not given many details, but there are rumors spreading…” Truthfully, Durheim had heard a bit more than just that; but he wanted to avoid coloring any details that might be provided. The idea of a copy of the ship, complete with (dead) crew was very interesting to him, and he wondered if he’d stumble across his own corpse, and what shape it might be in. That thought had actually been what had delayed him; it’d taken a bit longer than he had expected to gather some of the specialized tools required to rip out his deeply integrated cybernetics without causing damaged to some of the delicate circuitry. After all, it wasn’t every day one had an opportunity to acquire backups!

Durheim the far-too-excited, Engineering