Posted March 20, 2021, 10:47 p.m. by Captain Emmeline Davis (Commanding Officer) (Sarah M)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Henry Rodier (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - Holodeck
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IC:
Henry frowned. “=^= Rodier to Engineering, we have a bit of a situation here. Tribbles on Deck 5, Holodeck 1 not working, transporters semi-functional but we could use some assistance getting out of here. =^=” He looked down at his empty phaser holster in frustration. “Hey, Ben, at least Tribbles don’t seem too bad. They’re kinda cute, actually.”~ (current) Cadet Henry Rodier - Security
“Pretty cute, but I’ve heard they can devastate an entire planet. The klingons consider them such a threat that they went to war with them,” he said, and the only reason he knew that was because he’d read it in a book titled ‘101 Interesting Facts about the Klingon Empire.’ His attention was focused on his tricorder, scanning each new tribble as it appeared. He’d done his best to keep count but he’d lost track minutes ago.
“It looks like they are born pregnant and all they need to give birth is to eat. But what are they eating?” Ben asked. And that raised another question. The holodeck occupied a limited amount of space. What would happen? Would the three young officers drown in a sea of tribbles? WantsToGolf’s leg might end up being a problem.
Benem had done his best to remain close to both Rodier and WantsToGolf so it was easy to switch from scanning the tribbles to focusing his attention on the young woman. He crouched down next to her and passed the tricorder’s sensor near her ankle. Though it wasn’t a medical tricorder, he was hoping that he could at least tell what they were dealing with–whether it was a twist or a break.
“How are you feeling?” he asked her, tilting his head in an attempt to meet her eyes as he waited for the scan to complete. “We’ll protect you from these tribbles,” Ben added with a wink. “I’m Ben and this is Rody. We’re Security Cadets.”
-Cadet d’Qorvos [Sec.]
WantsToGolf’s big, wide, green eyes blinked at d’Qorvos, leading to the watery build-up in them spilling down her fair cheeks. Her lower lip, pinkened in her upset, snuck out slightly as she looked at the young security cadet and whimpered pathetically.
=^= Holodeck 1, this is Engineering. I’m sending someone your way and will be seeing to the transporters. Can you confirm if the tribbles are isolated to your location or have they migrated?=^=
Lt. jg Dael Stadi, Chief Engineer (cross post)
”=/\= Anders to Rodier and d’Qorvos, any luck with getting off the holodeck gentlemen? =/\=” The voice of the Security Chief now joined the Chief Engineer on the comm channel.
-Lieutenant Kyle Anders: Chief of Security- (Cross-Post)
”=^= Rodier to Anders, we’re still here. Something must be up with the transporters. =^=” he paused off before answering the question from Engineering, instead looking at Cadet d’Qorvos, the tricorder still in his hand. Henry wasn’t one to try to answer a question better answered by someone else, especially when he had no real idea of how to answer it himself. “Benem, is that scan you ran still up-to-date?”
OOC: I don’t recall if the GM confirmed the location(s) of the Tribbles, but regardless Henry doesn’t know.
~ (current) Cadet Henry Rodier - Security
OOC: No more tribbles have appeared and they are in their original location except for the one on the COS’ head in Sickbay.
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