Posted Dec. 20, 2019, 7:49 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Tenzing Trainor (Chief Operations Officer) (Ray Branch)
Posted by Fleet Captain Drudoc Andone (CO) in Main Sim - Transporter Room 1 - Archive Groups Return
[snip]OOC: creating a new location for returning to the ship for this group!
Shanok didn’t reply to Trainor’s words as he instead dove behind a large bit of ruins avoiding a return phaser shot from someone outside the government building. Meanwhile the ground felt to be trembling with cracks forming in the room the Operations team was in. Suddenly one crack went wide open near NE Oh’noes as a slimy/oozy tendril came out from the crack, rising up and engulfing the poor NE!
=/\= This is a medical emergency, beam down a medical team NOW =/\=
Phil
Drudoc’s voice was quick to return the comm for a medical team =/\= Beam out or down is impossible Lieutenant due to interferences in the ruins. We are working on it now, standby! =/\= She said
A muffled gurgle scream was heard before their very eyes the engulfing ooze creature. Bit by bit the poor NE’s uniform, then body was torn apart by the highly acidic creature. More cracks were appearing in the dimly lit area of the lobby signaling more creatures or more tendrils of a single creature were soon to pop forth.
GM CockRoach
Unfortunately the poor NE was already dead, even an immediate beam out or medical team wouldn’t be able to save the poor guy, as his uniform, flesh, and bones were quickly absorbed by the ooze creature.
Seemingly unfazed by the carnage (inside he was puking, the real puking would have to wait), Arthur moved to take down Shanok the hard way, slamming his phaser roughly into the holster and running towards where the Vulcan disappeared to, his knife in one hand.
Arthur Jones, Son of Ruk
For Jones as he came around the bend where Shanok was taken cover, he found the butt of the type-2 smash into his face cracking it badly to the left and leaving a trail of his blood down his face. Shanok moved with lightning reflexes away from Jones scrabbling with nimble moves down another incline deeper into the shattered buried building.
OOC: Ok cross posting the action from the bridge thread to here to wrap stuff up slowly but surely.
Before Jones could actually decide on pursuit or not, the feeling of something large above his head was felt. He had the brief glance of the massive Ark Angel making a controlled descent into the atmosphere of the planet he was on before he and everyone with the Operations team was whisked away by a transporter beam back to the ship!
GM CockRoach
Arthur blinked as he materialized on the floor of the Ark Angel, “dammit! I almost had him!” He said, completely ignoring the pain and blood on his face, where the Type 2 impacted.
Arthur Jones, Son of Ruk
“Keep still Jones, or else you’ll bleed all over the transporter room.” Tenzing said as he knelt down to give the Klingon a quick scan over. Seeing that the Ensign’s vitals were stable and clearly was active, the Operations Chief didn’t feel the need to call an entire medical team down.
“Think you can walk to Sickbay, Ensign?” Tenzing asked as he looked around to see who else was with them.
Trainor
Operations Chief
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