Posted by Vashkilu (Infiltrator) in A Definitely Legitimate Meeting

Posted by Nathan Murray (First Mate) in A Definitely Legitimate Meeting

Posted by Noril Zoi (Captain) 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.”

Eli Scooped Vash up gently and was already turning to take her to sickbay when the order was given, “Aye” was all he shouted back. Her combined Orion and Deltan physiology was normally a great asset, as it turns out it had the side effect of feeling pain at a level which no normal human could manage all while projecting it to those around her. Eli winched as he made contact with her, it was like someone was taking a hot iron to his entire body, he was not stranger to pain however the Cardasian’s had seen to that. His mind went numb focusing only on what had to be done, both for her sake and his. “Hang in there little one, I got you.” he said softly.

~ 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.

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“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.”

The phasers hit the Korda ship. At this range it was impossible to miss, it lowered their shields, but no direct damage.

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

Eli placed her softly on the bio bed, trying to no cause her more sensation the needed. The bio bed screamed to life with alarms, her brain activity was like a lighting storm. Her heart rate screamed at him compelling him to do something. he started looking at the readings further, glancing back and fort as he found the right cocktail of drugs, a mixture of sedatives and a neural inhibiter. He prayed her body could take the initial jolt, as he injected here with the mixture. He placed his had on her head as he continued to watch the bio monitor for changes. “You can do it girly, time for a little nap, Eli has you now” he said softly

Elias “Eli” Trenor
Medic

The comms buzzed again as the ship rocked again, this time to starboard side. [O]Zhou have chosen zoo fight.[C] There was a cackle followed by orders to fire before the comm closed.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Nathan nodded as weapons was handed to him and ran to the console. “Firing a spread of torpedoes, detonation set at 15 meters off their hull,” he reported. “Rook, now would be an excellent time to jump to warp!”

Nathan Murray
First Mate / Weapons

“Bring up the shields!” Noril said, to Nathan, “Or there won’t be anything left to take to warp.” He glanced back as if at the Korda ship, “They won’t go for the kill, they’ll be disabling. They’ll want us alive. And we don’t want to be taken alive.”

~ N, Captain

“Shields are at full power, sir,” Nathan said, “the generators are being sluggish, though. I wouldn’t be surprised if they took some damage a few weeks ago at Imanan IV.” At this statement, the shields finally spun to life, the ship protesting as they did. “2 more torpedoes out!”

Nathan Murray
First Mate / Weapons

The torpedoes detonated directly in front of the Korda ship, checking the forward movement of the other ship for half a second as the blast force hit the shield and hull. This was followed by the additional two Nathan had fired. These almost penetrated the forward shields. Sensors read the Korda’s forward shields were down to 30%. The modifications Nathan and their previous engineer had made to their torpedos seemed to be paying off.

The Korda returned fire, continuing their targeting of the thrusters. With the shields coming online, the phaser fire only rocked the ship. Sensors showed that the Korda were were powering their torpedo launchers.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Rook’s fingers danced over the control.

Every movement the Albatross made seemed intentional and precise and it’s pilot would have someone believe they were and that they weren’t him panicking at the controls trying to keep the ship in one piece. He wasn’t entirely sure on their next location, but he figured he’d just go somewhere that the Korda wasn’t and they could figure it out from there.

With one final move, the pilot pulled the lever to send the ship to warp and just hoped that the ship responded.

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