=^=General Quarters, General Quarters

“Leviathan personnel are to commence immediate boarding procedure, I repeat all Leviathan personnel are to commence immediate boarding procedure this is not a drill. Security personnel are to begin stowaway drills, Operations to begin boarding checks at all entrances, All hands secure stations and prepare for the immediate departure of Starbase 237” =^=

That was what Erve heard as he was in the armory preparing for his first turn. With him Agent Alma and Agent Sam were still putting on the modular plating and suddenly they found themselves rushing “Alma come with me, Sam go for the lower decks and check everything is in order. We will go to secure the chambers.” He ordered his subordinates “Yessir!” And they vanished.

Running through the hallways Alma and Erve were starting their duty on the Abell Condition anomalies deck. At that time only a demogorgon was held and it was best to check if everything was in place for departure… his name? Dave. No one knew why but it was a suiting name.
“Alma go to the control room… let’s see this bud.”

Holding the baton and keeping a hand on his modified rail hand-gun Mk. 11, the doors suddenly opened… it wasn’t nothing but a normal situation and the air around Erve became hotter and more teasing. “Alma… Alma why the hell the doors are opening.” He asked switching to the gun and loading the heavy projectiles, sweating cold of anxiety “Sir, Sir I don’t know, the system circuitry is messed up. Oh lord!”
Now the gates were 1/4 open “Come on, Alma!” He shouted as the seconds passed. Then a breach alarm started, half of the gates were open. Beyond the heavy duty doors in the shadows the creature was getting angrier and ready to assault the poor man. At this time Erve pointed the gun forward and looked over the control room once again “Alma? Alma!”
At 2/3 the doors stopped and the space did not enlarge anymore “Here!” Agent Alma showed the circuitry board “I’ll now close the doors and… there.”

As the alarms stopped and everything settled down, Erve put the gun in the holster sighing of relief. He was really REALLY grateful that in the end the doors were cooperating… “I- what the heck?” He then walked in the room with a huge wrath in his soul “Sir, the ship wasn’t ready to depart… we have system badly wired. And this was one of these.”
“Okay, Okay! Let me call the bridge.”

=/\= Bridge, here’s Captain Manhattan, containment deck, Condition Abell. Why the hell we are departing halfway the refit? I almost got killed down here!=/\=

M. Capt. Erve Manhattan - RCO