Posted by Captain Felix Rhodes (Captain) in Main Sim - Away Team

Posted by Cadet Catt Beñnet (Scientist) in Main Sim - Away Team

Posted by Cadet Wiles Osten (Security Officer) in Main Sim - Away Team
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The life signs were all around them. The tricorders thought there was life teeming in this part of the ship, in the walls, up the corridors, everywhere. Narrowing the scope some, however, the humanoid life forms were located behind the bulkhead directly next to where the old transporter chief placed them. It, however, was locked and it looked like the manual override on this side had been severely damaged.

Up the hallway to the next junction, which is where Osten wandered off to, it got darker and muggier. Around the corner there was no light up the just what ever illumination was cast from his flashlight.

Most importantly, however, it was silent. A pin drop could be heard. The white noise of a running starship was just… gone.

GM Wombat

Catt pointed at the closed door. “Humanoid life is behind that door sir. “, she said the whir of her tricorder provided some releaf from the dead quiet that was rather unnerving. The door between them and the Potterfields crew had that barred from the inside look to it. But she wasn’t sure she should report her observation. But even with the risk of looking like someone who watched to many horror holoprograms she said, “That door with it’s exposed but damaged manual open controls. Well it reminds me of bad horror holoprograms my room mate at the academy was addicted to sirs.” She looked between the XO and the COS as she said this. “Also if this was a holoprogram we are on the wrong side of that door.” She added her ears flattening and tail twitching as she looked up and down the corridor. When her attention returned to her tricorder as her inner ears blushed in embarrassment she started scanning for movement. “I suppose as the virgin innocent female I am somewhat safe if this was a horror entertainment.”, she whispered out loud to herself. It was a strange comfort somehow till she realised she said it out loud.but as there were no holes she could hide in she just stood and looked embarrassed while scanning and not meeting either superior officers eyes.

To GM: scanning for movement other than the landing party.

Cadet Catt Bennet. Sciences.

There was movement on the other side of the door. Four or five life signs were huddled together in the corner of the room, silent and quiet.

Max laughed, “I think you’ve watched a few of them yourself Cadet.” He looked over at Cadet Locke, “Alright Cadet, work your engineering magic on the door.”

Looking back at his tricorder it was giving him some strange readings. While there was humanoid life signs on the other side of the door, it kept giving him the impression that there was life signs all around them.

“Cadet Bennet. Are you getting any weird life sign readings?”

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

Catt swallowed her embarrassment and got back to business, The entire ships cargo was seeds and biomatter sir so the tricorder is seeing life everywhere. It’s going to be hard to sort out whats where exactly. Fortunately we can pinpoint the Potterfields crew. We likely have to cut through that door sir.”, and she shook her head to get a lock of fur out of her eyes. Her fur was reacting to the dampness and going limp. She sighed and imagined she would end up looking and smelling like a wet cat.
“Yes sir. One horror entertainment a evening for most of four years. Well I spent a great deal of time in the library so not as many as that actually, but Rona insisted on sharing her favorites.”

Cadet Catt Bennet. Sciences.

Cadet Osten lowered his rifle in relief as his flashlight illuminated nothing menacing in the darkness. As his heartbeat slowed slightly, Wiles began to realize just how eerily silent the ship was. Being some distance from the rest of the away team and their discussion made it particularly apparent to Wiles that there was an unnatural quiet aboard the Potterfield. A faint ringing filled his ears. His heartbeat sped up again.

Breaths came quickly for Wiles, suddenly. He was on the verge of hyperventilating, and his eyes widened as he did his best to steady his lungs. But there was an element of sheer terror associated with this silence. It conjured several catastrophic thoughts. Particularly, that life-support was shut off. That the gravity plating was shut off. That he was standing on a lifeless metal coffin hurtling through the void of space, with none of the necessary power and technology to protect him. The fact that he was still breathing, still had his feet on the ground, had not yet been exposed to the vacuum of space… well, that made the situation all the more confusing and difficult to comprehend.

Wiles shot a look back down the corridor at his counterparts, who were hopefully distracted by the door in front of them. He quickly ducked around the corner of the intersection, resting his back against the wall and closing his eyes to catch his breath out of sight of his peers and superiors. He slowly centered himself, welcoming the darkness and silence to surround him. He was alright. He was okay. And he was not going to make a fool of himself on his first mission.

After a moment of meditation, Wiles pushed himself upright, setting his jaw. The cadet wiped sweat from the muggy air off of his forehead. He was reinvigorated. With that renewed spirit, he turned his flashlight back on. And as he pointed it down the hallway again, something compelled him to move forward. To inspect the darkness in front of him. Just for a couple more steps.

(Wiles Osten, Security Cadet)

Poor Osten. He should have watched more movies like Catt. Once he was out of eye shot from the rest of the away team he felt a warm breath on the back of his neck. It wasn’t much but it was there. “You shouldn’t be here,” a voice said in a low tone before Osten felt a scratch on his neck.

By the time Osten could react, however, whatever was behind him was gone, fled back into the darkness.

“Well, before we start cutting through the door, let’s try one thing first.”

Max walked over to the shut door and pounded on it 3 times. He raised his voice so hopefully they would hear them on the other side. “This is Commander Harkness from the USS Challenger. Can anyone hear me?”

Cmdr. Harkness - XO

Nothing by silences reached Harkness’s ears. Who ever was on the other side of the door didn’t want to be found.

GM Wombat

Continuing the scans with his tricorder, Richards watched the XO knock on the door before he looked more closely at the damaged manual override. “Why,” he asked in a low voice, “is the manual override damaged from this side? Was something trying to get in?”

Cadet Osten jumped with a start as the strange voice spoke over his shoulder. He hissed with pain and clapped a hand to the back of his neck at the scratch. He twirled on his heel, raising the phaser rifle unsteadily with his other hand to aim at his assailant, who had disappeared. With a gulp and wincing in pain, Wiles did not dare look behind him as he sprinted back to the intersection, then ran down the hallway toward the rest of the away team.

The sudden movement of the other Cadet made Richards tear is eyes away from the question of the manual override and raise his scanner. He wasn’t a soldier, but he had an unusually calm demeanor about him as if this was an everyday occurance.

As he reached the others, Wiles pointed back down the corridor. He spoke quickly. “Lieutenant Tavim, I believe there are hostiles aboard… something just warned me that I shouldn’t be here, and nicked my neck.”

Wiles glanced at the medical officer with a wince. “Cadet Richards, can you take a look at it, please? Blast, it hurts.” He turned around to allow Richards easier access to the back of his neck and removed his hand. Cadet Osten kept his eyes peeled down the hallway from where he had come in anticipation, and raised his rifle yet again.

(Wiles Osten, Security Cadet)

Catt’s tricorder locked onto four lifesigns, then it was almost as if static disrupted the signal, now she saw five lifesigns, more interferance and it was back to four.
“Fou… Interference sir. No five. , ok it’s almost like someone or something is trying to jam the tricorder. I HAve four lifesigns on the other side of the door.”
Just then she heard running footsteps, Security Cadet Osten rounded a corner into the corridor looking paniced. She moved closer to the wall so as to clear the way as her ears flicked back into a tight defensive position. Her tail lashed wildly and she rose up on the balls of her feet as she pivited to face Osten. Her tricorder in her left hand now face down the corridor whirring away. She fell into a fighting stance as her right handpaw started to drew her phaser 1f. The smaller more discrete phaser took less room on a hip already cluttered by sample pouches scientific tools and a environmental force belt. Cadet Osten was two steps past her screeching to a halt by the time her phaser pointed down the hall. Her eyes were full wide as she tried to spot anything following the Cadet. She hissed loudly, and her fur bristled as much as it could considering the damp fetid conditions. Thats when Osten made his report. Voices in the dark, a phantom touch? Fear was not something Catt was unfamiliar with. In the last days beforethey were rescued some of the survivors had hunted each other. Keeping control was the only way to survive when it all went to hell. But she still almost peed herself.
And she let the others handle Osten. She stayed facing ghe way he came ready for anything. Panting heavily. She had worked hard to meet the self defence part of her training after all.

Catt Bennet. Sciences.

OOC:
Nice posting everybody, just watch the spelling a little and we can likely begin to snip a bit as well. Now I’ll also show you about cross-posting. In this post, the Captain is going to comm in for a report. In Main sims when we do this between threads, we call this Cross-Posting. If you post a reply to the Comm, you MUST also copy it to the other thread. We normally do this only for the actual conversation piece, the people on the other ship, aside from calls on visual, can’t see you picking your nose etc so you do not need to describe it twice.

IC:
Richards turned and stepped forward to Osten, raising an eyebrow at the Cadet. “Did you see what it was that got you?” He asked the man, then raised his tri-corder to scan the injury as he looked for it.

Cadet Osten resisted the urge to shake his head, not wanting to interfere with the readings Richards was taking. “No, it disappeared so quickly, I have no idea what it was. But it breathed on me, warned me, and then scratched me.”

Just then, the XO’s comm-badge beeped.

=/\= Away Team, this is Captain Rhodes. What is your status over there? =/\=

NE Richards, Medical

Lillian was scanning the area around the away team with her rifle in hand and Cadet Bennet made her reports and Osten made a survey of the area at the other end of the corridor. It was mostly white noise as the people around her work on the issues at hand it wasn’t that she was not listening she was, mostly this seam strange that it was so quite here. It reminded her of what the escape pod was like after the power had ran low when she was a kid so, she was not going to let her guard down.
It was then that the sound of a man running. It was Cadet Osten making his way down the corridor.
Lillian moved back in the a crouched position aming her rifle at the space be hide Cadet Osten with the torch illuminating the area he had just come from well as best as the torch attached to her rifle could.
Lillian Listen as he reported in and the focused on the area around them.
“Everyone against the bulkhead she advised the away team knowing that was the best defensive position on in the open ended corridor.
Lillian knew there was no time to see how Cadet Osten was he was with the medic now.
=/\= Away Team, this is Captain Rhodes. What is your status over there? =/\=
With that message Lillian knew that if need there was a ship full of back up if needed.

Cadet Lillian Anderson security

=^= Stand by Captain. =^=

Nijix tried to make logical sense of everything. The Away Team were safe with Anderson as she took the opposite direction that Osten did. They needed a full map of the place and to get that, she needed a console or to manually walk down all the corridors. Instinctively her mind filtered out the white noise in the background while her attention extended to her surroundings.

She kept in earshot of the group in case something went wrong. Distracted by her own investigation, she didn’t notice the signs she should’ve. Osten’s odd behavior, his sudden disappearance or the sudden stop of the white noise. Seeing nothing, Nijix relaxed slightly. Her mind immediately became aware of the white noise’s absence first. When she heard someone sprinting down the hall toward them, she turned and whipped up her weapon. She immediately lowered it when she identified the source to be her own cadet.

Casually she walked back to the group, listening to the information exchanged. When Osten mentioned hostiles, her eyes looked toward where his rifle pointed and noted if anything was there. She didn’t want to believe the man’s fear had gotten the better of him, but it was possible. It was an experience she had herself a long time ago. She inhaled.

“Cadet Anderson, cover me but stay closer to the group. I’m going to investigate the hallway Osten came from,”she began to cautiously walk toward the intersection, her weapon up and ready to fire.

She added more thing before she was out of earshot.

“We should consider getting those individuals out quickly. Keep your eyes open, always stay within eye sight of each other and no one is go anywhere alone.”

-Lt. Nijix Tavium, CoS

Wiles watched as Lieutenant Tavium walked past him and started down the corridor to investigate. He lowered his rifle as to not point it at his senior officer as she advanced, but watched closely with anticipation, biting his lip. “Leuitenant…” he called after her tentatively, “please be careful. Like you said, none of us should be alone or out of eyesight of each other. Including you.”

(Wiles Osten, Security Cadet)

“What do you see Lieutenant? Do we need a quick exit out of here?”

Catt relaxed her stance. Security was on the job and she was likely of better use staying out of the way at this point. She had been scanning for sentient life when Osten had his encounter but had not picked up anything in Osten’s direction. The scans were of course better focused to the front of the tricorder than to the sides so she could easily of missed what Osten had encountered. But she straighted herself adjusted her uniform and resisted the urge to try and arrange her fur. Once she was better composed she opted to scan the broken manual door release. Why it was broken on this side of the door was a bit of a mystery after all. She scanned for any dna, blood or foreign matter. Her instructor had told her. Keep busy, stay out of the way and have the answers before your asked for them. Often impossible tasks she thought but she did try. Perhaps to hard. She couldn’t help but feel her need to please people and her inadequacy at actually pleasing them led to far to much self indulgent misery. She let out a sigh and unfurled her ears. Letting her tail do it’s own thing rather than diverting the attention to force it to stop lashing back and forth, she checked the results of her scans. The comm call from the Captain spooked her as things had again fallen quiet. Yep she was jumpy now. Thankfully she didn’t have to reply. She wasn’t sure she could speak without a very unprofessional paniced squeek at the moment.

To GM. Scanning broken manual door release for trace DNA, blood or foreign matter in hopes of determining who or what did this.

Cadet Catt Bennet. Sciences.

OOC: Good posting people. With the GM on an LOA lets try not to get too far ahead of ourselves so that he doesn’t have to catch up too much with a lot of information we have to backtrack on. Take the opportunity to start or join other threads, do some character development. One of the things we look for in graduation is being able to start threads and keep busy, so feel free to start something! Felix might just take a wander around the ship…

-Dave

Max looked around the hallway for a moment before he tapped his commbadge again. =^= Challenger, this is Commander Harkness. We are working on making contact with the remaining crew here. However, we have encountered some sort of life form. It gave one of the cadets a bit of a scare. We are trying to ascertain what we have encountered. =^=

Cmdr. Harkness - XO