Posted by Ensign Celador Theinna (Security Officer) in Shuttle Bay tag Lt. Rhodes

Posted by Lieutenant Duncan Rhodes (Chief Science Officer) in Shuttle Bay tag Lt. Rhodes

Posted by Lieutenant Alita Claire (Chief Security Officer) in Shuttle Bay tag Lt. Rhodes
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The communication console on the shuttle craft chirped. When answered, it was the captain checking in. =^Lt. Rhodes, report on de scientists an’ dere research. Were we able to retrieve everytine dat was necessary?=^=

Boudreaux (CO)

Alita arrived a few minutes later with Cel in tow as instructed.

• Alita, MO/COS

=/\= Captain this is Rhodes =/\= came the calm and clipped English accent of the CSO over the comm line. The line was staticky, as if there was interference on it but it wasn’t enough to prevent communication anymore.

=/\= We had a few complications retrieving it what with volcanic sink holes opening beneath us and magma deciding to bloom like a butterfly into lava, but we didn’t lose anyone and I have the data loaded into the shuttle’s computer. We had to abandon the equipment however, hover sleds don’t like hovering without ground under them apparently. Imagine that. I also discovered that Scientists are able to compress themselves into a much smaller space when the threat of being left behind on an exploding planet is a possibility. I think we achieved some kind of record for loading scientists onto a shuttle. The comm’s weren’t working and have just come back online now, so we are ETA five minutes out from the Wolverine, Captain. =/\=

Lt Rhodes, CSO

Cel stood quietly behind Alita, observing everything that was going on.

-Cel

Shortly after, the shuttle that Rhodes was piloting cruised through the hangar doors and touched down in the shuttle bay. It had clearly been in an event as there were scorch marks and dents all over the thing, and as the shuttle door opened, more than one scientist appeared to unfold themselves from the cramped confines and exited like clowns coming out of a small car, one after the other. All of them stretching and more than a few with dirt and scrapes from their adventure getting out of the tunnels, but no serious injuries.

“Honey, we’re home!” Rhodes called out in his clipped english accent to nobody in particular as he exited. “I need coffee. A big one too.”

Lt Rhodes, CSO