Posted by Civilian Kara Nakuto (Consultant) in Main sim: Hangar

Posted by Ensign Kristiana O’Larria (Engineer) in Main sim: Hangar

Posted by Lieutenant Mike Stone (Chief Engineer) in Main sim: Hangar
As soon as the bridge notified engineering, that their shuttle was limping back, Mike took all the engineers he could spare and hurried to the hangar. Altogether they were just three of them.

“NE Holt and Vargas you two don the fire protection suit. Matthews check if our cutter is working? There’s no knowing how badly the shuttle is damaged, so be on your toes.”

Mike grabbed one of the fire extinguishers, checked that it was full and operational, then waited for the shuttle to arrive.

Lt. Mike Stone, CE

It wasn’t long and the shuttle was safe on the deck, seals on the ship in place and the ramp lowering to let out the last of its occupants. Kristi remained in the pilot seat, shutting systems down and starting diagnostics. There was a small gash on the right back side of her head were she had hit the bulkhead behind her during the turbulents. And her hands were sore and cramped from gripping the controls. She kept flexing her hands to pull the muscles loose.

She glanced at Kara. “Ma’am… we’re back.” She also motioned to one of the NEs that come in to help get the officer to medical. “I don’t know what happened but she hasn’t spoken the whole trip back. Get her to the Doc, please.”

She was so absorbed in the diagnostics, she didn’t notice Mike was nearby.

Kristi
Eng

Her recent interrogation at Starfleet had been agonising, yet it paled to insignificance beside the ignominy of her return. Almost impossible to believe this could have ended any other way than the failed captain being brought back to her ship, stripped of all authority, naked with indignity before those who had once considered her their leader. Now, it seemed, they did not even trust her to pilot a shuttle.

As the NE began to approach, Nakuto retreated, her hands forming a barrier before her, an infinitesimal measure of protection.
“Back away, ensign,” she growled in warning. “I do not require a babysitter!”

Her eyes locked onto the advancing foe, she did not dare shift her focus to the shuttle’s other occupants. She could only hope that the remainder of the away team were guarding their guests with the same fervour that they seemed to be applying to her.

• Kara Nakuto (Consultant)

Mike was glad, that the shuttle once landed looked about the same as it was before departure. It still look like a barely spaceworthy vessel, but on the outside, nothing major showed. Hearing the commotion inside, he moved in to inspect not just the shape of the ship, but also it’s passangers.

Seeing the defensive stance of Kara didn’t all that much surprise him. The half Klingon would rather lose an arm or a leg then admit of needing help.

Placing his hand on the ensign’s shoulder he simply said “Wait outside, please.” The serious expression was enough, to send the ensign out packing without any complaint.

“I’m glad you all made it back.” He said, genuinely smiling. Not moving from his spot, he could see Kristi was still busy shutting down the systems. “Need help with anything?” He asked, looking at Kara. From what he saw, she didn’t appear hurt, just shaken up.

Lt. Mike Stone, CE