: Hearing the XO's voice loud and clear over the Comm, the Trill slowly opened her eyes. She found herself lay on the floor of the engine room looking at the blue of the warp core and the red of the Klaxons reflecting of the surfaces and dancing across the walls and ceiling. Putting her hand flat down on her forehead, she groaned, feeling a little dizzy after her fall to the ground. Ianthe Xye had been crawling out of a jeffries tube after doing a routine maintenance check with NE Drake, but before she managed to get herself out and safely put one foot on the ground, something had rocked the ship, sending her and many other officers straight down to the ground. "Are you hurt marm?" another said as he arched over her, holding out his arm, offering his assistance.
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: "No, I'm fine thankyou Drake. Just a little shook up that's all," she replied stoically. She knew that there would always be time later to consider any small bumps and bruises she may have gained.
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: Once she felt steady on her feet and felt back in control if her senses, Ianthe set off towards the wall monitor that displayed a cutaway of the ship and it's systems. "I'm going through ships functions for any damage and to see if any of us are required for repairs," Xye shouted out to the rest of the team.
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The forward hull had taken quite a pounding as their shield were down when the Warbird brought her weapons to bear. Transporters were offline. Shield generators on the forward hull were not functioning correctly so shields were down to 27% on the forward shields. The rest of the ships functions seemed to operating normally for now.

GM Chris :)