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Posted March 10, 2021, 10:48 p.m. by Gamemaster Semaj (GameMaster) (James Harrison)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dr. Royal Sinclair (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - Shuttle Bay

Posted by Commander Daniel “DaVinci” Colter (Chief Intelligence Officer/ 2nd Officer) in Main Sim - Shuttle Bay

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dr. Royal Sinclair (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - Shuttle Bay
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Hannah was waiting on the environmental readings to see if they would still need the rebreathers. (OOC: GM is the outside and underground air safe or do we still need the rebreathers?) She popped open a panel, grabbing a S&R pack she’d rather take it and not need it. The medkit was a bit clunky but she was used to caring both. She slipped the strap over her head and secured the pack over both shoulders.

She glanced over at Sinclair, “May I cmdr?” She nodded towards the weapons locker. If he was passing out phaser rifles, she deduced that the situation had the potential for violence. Many doctors hated phaser, Hannah was a little more practical. She didn’t enjoy the idea of shooting to kill, but other than the kill setting she could fix any injuries she inflicted.
Lt jg Asimina, Doctor

Sinclair nodded once and said “Better to have and not need; than need and not have, Doctor.” and he pulled a Type 1F personal phaser and handed it to her. “Better suited for those who don’t carry one regularly. You are qualified with it, yes?” he asked before he released the device.

Sinclair, CoS

Hannah nodded taking the Type 1 and slipped it into a holster on her belt. She preferred the smaller size of the Type 1. The handle didn’t get in the way of ropes or other equipment. “Type 1F and 2. I’m no sharp shooter, but I got top level marks when I did my search and rescue team lead certification. Much to Lt Mazor’s disappointment my scores neither improved nor decreased when he attempted to make me mad.”
Lt jg Asimina, Doctor

Once the shuttle set down, DaVinci opened a comm channel. =^=This is Cmdr. Colter, of the USS Saracen. We have arrived on your landing pad on the surface in response to your distress call. How can we be of service?=^=

Colter (CIO)

According to the scans, the atmosphere outside the shuttle would be perfectly breathable. There was a definite change in the readings they had received from the ships sensors before coming down.

=/\= Commander thank you for coming to our aid.=/\= A male voice responded. =/\= I am Ryn, the head of security here on the station. We have been under attack off and on for the past twenty days or so. We have damaged equipment and limited resources. Any assistance you could provide would be greatly appreciated. We can escort you to our facility when you are ready. =/\=

-GM SEMAJ

=^=We’ll do what we can, Mr. Ryn, once we have a clearer assessment of the situation. We’ll be ready in 10 minutes.=^=

Sinclair looked at Sha and said “Attacks off and on for twenty days? Ok, then. Break out the rest.” and he started pulling rifles and sidearms and handing them the team.

Sinclair, CoS

Hannah checked the readings one more time. “Looks like we won’t need the rebreathers, but I would prefer you tuck the in a pocket just in case whatever caused the previous readings starts messing with the air again. They also might come in handy if someone starts attacking again.” She glanced at Sinclair, “Better to have it and not need it.”

Attacks for 20 days? Hannah grabbed several more of the S&R packs and began to pull medical and first aid supplies out and add it to her own pack. It was a medical research facility, supposedly, and though they should have supplies, 20 days of attacks…that meant injuries constantly, and possibly no resupply. There was also no telling if there were injured that were unable to make it to the medical facility.
Lt jg Asimina, Doctor

Sha grabbed the weapons as Sinclair passed them out and made sure each occupant was aware and capable. She had her own small arsenal strapped on almost mirror to the Chief’s and she stuffed an additional small first aid kit in her leg pouch. Having a Doc was handy, but if they split up, no telling who would be taking care of who.

As the announcement was made the air was clear, she frowned. “I wonder if it’s an anomoly to this location or everything this close to the ground is clear?” IT wasn’t a comment aimed at anyone in particular. Mostly an out loud musing at curiosity why the vast difference.

Sha
Security

“Dunno. Right now I am more interested in who… or what… is attacking the facility.” Sinclair replied.

Sinclair, CoS

DaVinci watched the others preparing like a well oiled machine. Nodding in agreement with Sinclair’s statement, he took a rifle for himself and addressed the away team. “We’re dealing with a lot of unknown variables here,people: Who is attacking, why they are attacking, as well as how. Let’s be on our toes.”

Moving to the hatch, the CIO prepared to pop it open at the approach of their escort. Giving the team one final look he added, ‘I’ve got the keys to our ride. Everybody remember where we parked.”

Colter (CIO)

Sinclair took position on the other side of the door and motioned Sha to watch the rear. He looked at the CIO and said “Please. After you. Age before beauty, and all…” and smiled.

Sinclair, CoS

The doors of the shuttle opened and the air came in, reaching their noses with a slight scent reminiscent of roses. They would be able to breathe normally, but there was a different quality to the air, it almost felt richer and more vibrant in their lungs.

As the team exited the shuttle, they would see two humanoid males standing before them. Both had darker ebony colored skin. The taller of the two had hair the color of brick that fell in wavy locks down to his shoulders. The shorter male had pale green hair cut shorter.

The taller man approached. “I am Ryn,” he said, his voice matching that they had heard from the shuttle. “It is our honor to welcome you to Drixov. This is my second wing command, Muvo. Our main facility is underground and can be reached by the elevator,” he waved his hands to the building at the corner of the landing site. “Please come with us.”

-GM SEMAJ


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