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USS Constellation

Main Sim - 2nd Shuttle (att Team 2)

Posted by Ensign Emily Bradford (Engineering Officer) in Main Sim - 2nd Shuttle (att Team 2)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Gong’Da (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim - 2nd Shuttle (att Team 2)

Posted by Gamemaster Maniacal Mother Hen (GamesMaster) in Main Sim - 2nd Shuttle (att Team 2)
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From behind the bush a deep sigh could be heard. “Um, I don’t mean to be pushy but a hand would be nice!” An irritated voice called out.

Having crawled out of the shuttle and dusting herself off, Ryalla’s antennae twitched as she heard a familiar sound. “…dad…?!” She asked in a whimper before running over behind the bush. “Please help my dad!” She squeaked to the team as she gripped onto him, afraid to let go.

The tricorder readings showed a large group of the small creatures moving towards them from deeper in the forest.

Mother Hen

Hearing someone was in trouble he turned and ran to help.

Gong’da CMO

“Where’s your dad?” Emily asked following the small one toward the bush. She looked at Gong’da “Was this your idea of light duty?” She asked him with a chuckle.

Bradford (eng)

Gong’da was panting a little from everything that was happening abs now trying to keep up with everyone going to help with his little legs.. Hearing Bradford’s response he chuckled.

“No. This is not what I had in mind either!”

Torgh sighed back, which, for a Klingon sounded more like a throaty growl. At this rate they would be making camp here for the night. Dad? What was this that was going on? And what of these little people? Were they relations of the Nish’ma? Did ‘they’ want a bite out of him too? His senses as a Klingon bade him to ‘do’ something, some form of action. The Counselor side felt they needed activity too but for the life of him, with these ‘visitors’ he didn’t know what. Yet.
Torgh
OOC: ran out of time on this .. more next

Gong’da CMO

Emily gave a wry smile and turned her attention back to the girl “Now, where’s your father?” She asked gently

Bradford (eng)

Ryalla popped her head out from behind the bush. “He’s right here, please help, he’s hurt!” She called desperately as she cradled his head in her lap. Gently stroking his white hair she sobbed as she looked down at his bruised form.

Mother Hen

Gong’da knelt down and started to examine the body.

Gong’da CMO

Emily turned “Cap’n we have an injured civilian over here.” She said stepping back to let Gong’da get down next to the child and her father “My name’s Emily.” She spoke to the child “Why don’t you come over here with me and let our doctor take care of your dad.” She said offering her hand to the child to get her away from the situation.

Bradford (eng)

Byr was focusing on keeping his eyes out for supplies, when the voices were heard. He noted that the Engineer had already dealt with it, and thought that probably best given his current orders. He checked his PaDD to see how many hours of daylight the planet had, and looked up towards the planets’ star to see if he could estimate how long they had before it would be getting dark.

Ensign Byrnarterro Ch’riaqer, Science

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