Posted by Thomas Jefferson “TJ” Rivers (Engineer) in A Definitely Legitimate Meeting

Posted by Noril Zoi (Captain) in A Definitely Legitimate Meeting

Posted by Nathan Murray (First Mate) in A Definitely Legitimate Meeting
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Noril commed the ship. “Bring us up! Everyone plus two extras,” He said into the comm. A moment later, they were all beamed aboard the Albatross.

Once materialised, Noril hopped off the transporter pad. “Take Vash and the kid to the ship infirmary. Eli, treat Vash first. Nathan, take the bridge, keep an eye on everything Rook, take the helm, get this ship out of here.” He looked at TJ, “You.... Do something useful… Get on the bridge, run weapons.” And finally the kid, “Go with Eli to the infirmary. Whatever you do, just don’t… Touch. Anything.”

~ N, Captain

Getting the ship out of there he could do.

He’d avoided the majority of whatever had happened, instead waiting for the crew to return. He kept the ship running in the background, ready for a quick getaway should it be needed. His previous Star Fleet experience as an engineer meant he knew his way around an engineering station even though his speciality these days was more flying ships rather than keeping them running.

He’d been manging the transporter room when he heard the Captain give the instructions to bring everyone up. He’d hardly been listening to the comms so he’d missed anything else that was said, it was lucky that he’d even caught the orders to beam everyone back to the Albatross. His fingers danced over the controls and within just a few moments, everyone was safely being transferred from one place to another all through the science of transportation.

The team had materialised in one go, with Noril handing out orders the moment they materialised. He offered a cocky little salute and set off for the bridge and the helm station.

Rookie - Pilot

Nathan strode onto the bridge seconds behind the helmsman, calling out direction even as he walked to his seat. “Michael, lay in a course. Bearing 165-mark-28. Best possible speed, engage.” He glanced back to weapons. “You at tactical, keep things hot. Get a lock on any pursuers, wait for my confirmation to fire. Let’s fly.”

Nathan Murray
First Mate / Weapons

Tactical wasn’t exactly TJ’s expertise. He was much more inclined to fixing thing than blowing things up. However, his safety require shooting. “target aquired. ready to fire.”

The ship’s proximity alarms went off, and the ship rocked as it was hit with phaser fire. The engineering display showed their port side thrusters had been hit and were down to 70%. It was a disabling shot. Whoever had fired wanted them disabled but didn’t want to damage the ship. The comms came on with a hail.

He let out a few choice words as the ship rocked.

“I can lay in whatever course you want me to” he said, working the controls to try and keep the ship level. “I can’t do a lot if we’re dead though so can we please shoot back” he continued. Someone wanted to take their ship out and he wasn’t happy about it. The Albatross and it’s ragtag crew had become a little bit of a family to him after his actual family disowned him and he wasn’t ready to lose that.

[O]Crew of zhe Albatros, zhis is Captain Nedelyayev Slava of zhe Korda ship Donav. Under orders of Dimitiri Korda, ve are here zoo take you, dead or alive, along vith your cargo. Stand down. Zhough, I must admit, I vould prefer zoo take you dead.[C}

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

He let out a grin.

Stand down? They’d clearly never met him. “Hold on team, this is about to get real ropey real quickly” he spoke, throwing the ship forward at full impulse speed. His mind was working at full power, trying to think of what stupid manouver he could pull off to loose their followers.

Rookie - Pilot

“Return fire!” Nathan ordered, hanging onto the armrests. “You may fire at will, hit whatever you can.”
Nathan Murray
First Mate

TJ fired the phasers on the target. “Firing.”

Noril returned to the bridge from the ship’s infirmary. “That the Korda?” He frowned, they’d lost their engineer lately. “What’s damaged?”

~ N, Captain

TJ thought about speaking up. He was an engineer. If there was anyone here that could do that he could. “Whatever, it is I can fix it. Maybe make it better. I’m an engineer by trade.”

Rivers Eng

“Great, get to engineering, jkd’la,” it was an Orion word meaning pronto. “Nine decks down, deck 10. Go!” Noril said to TJ. He pointed to Nathan, “You, take over tactical.”

~ N, Captain