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Bridge: Main Sim (Tag Sathut)

Posted Jan. 26, 2019, 10:13 p.m. by Commander D'Vash Odinson (First Officer) (Terry Sullivan)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Pretha Oberon (Chief Security Officer) in Bridge: Main Sim (Tag Sathut)

Posted by Gamemaster Sinister Two (GM) in Bridge: Main Sim (Tag Sathut)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Pretha Oberon (Chief Security Officer) in Bridge: Main Sim (Tag Sathut)
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SNIP

Thanks to Harding’s action, D’vash was hit with a glancing blow to his shoulder. Still, it hurt like hell as his right arm went numb.

Sathut stepped into the Bridge at that moment and took a few moments to assess the situation. The doors opening made a swoosh sound, possibly causing a critical distraction for the others.

“Ensign Gary,” his purr-like voice called out gently, the diminutive officer lifting his arms out toward the ensign but not stepping out of the lift. “I’m not entirely aware of the full extent of the situation, but I ask you to please… lower your phaser…”

Sathut, finally showing up

The NE wheeled around and fired again, this time at the newcomer from the lift. “See?! The lift is still active!! Why wouldn’t anyone lock the access so we can be protected from them?!?” The look on his face moved from determination to hysteria.

-GM

OOC: Can we assume this means Odinson and Harding managed to avoid the first blast of the NE’s phaser?

IC: From his prone position, half on top of Odinson, Harding managed to maneuver himself into a crouch, body half-blocked by one of the command center chairs. The situation had lost all semblance of control and that meant they had one choice. His light blue eyes looked first to Odinson and then to Oberon. He was no telepath and neither were they, but they’d served together for going on two years and he hoped they could read his face well. It was time to take the NE out.

The NE was swinging around wildly, but his last point of attention was on Sathut who had appeared from the turbolift behind Odinson and Harding. That left Oberon on his flank. If Harding could draw his attention even further, he just might set it up where Oberon was out of his peripheral vision and Odinson only on its edge.

It was worth a shot.

“Stop it,” he said firmly, moving to the side, still crouched, but slowly rising. “You keep shooting at everyone you’re going to hit a good guy. Remember your training.”

Harding kept moving laterally, hoping to draw the NE’s attention giving Oberon and Odinson an opening.

Or he just might find himself a target.

Harding, CMO

The shot registered half a second too late and Pretha felt her heart fall to her feet at the sight of the beam heading for the XO. But it was Harding who had anticipated what she hadn’t. The curse under her breath was covered by the momentary chaos and slamming of bodies and chairs as people took cover.

Then everything went into slow motion. Time was suddenly measured in inhales and exhales.

Inhale… the doors opened to the lift and the NE fired again… exhale
Inhale… Harding’s voice reached her ears. But the words weren’t meant for her, so she drown them out… exhale.
Inhale… “ENSIGN!” Her voice came out almost oddly crystal clear to her ears as her arm drew the phaser at her hip and raised it… exhale.
Inhale… The shot was fired. She aimed for his arm, hoping to merely disarm him. But with his erratic motions, if he jerked at the wrong moment, it would be a chest shot… exhale.
Inhale… Her left hand pointed to the XO without her eyes moving. “STAY DOWN!” she ordered without hesitation or preamble… exhale.

Part of her just wanted to wound the NE. But a part of her, one she may or may not confess to a councilor later, wanted him dead for endangering them all. Her eyes glanced to Sathut and Harding to see if anyone else was hurt. Then her gaze went to the NE once more. It hadn’t been a whole minute, but seemed like an eternity. But then… shooting someone always felt that way.

Despite the actions she had taken, there was a calm to her that Harding would recognize from their captivity he had observed. But to those who didn’t know her, she had suddenly turned frighteningly cold and calculating with a visage on her face no one would recognize save the CMO, perhaps… if he even cared to remember those moments so long ago.

Pretha
CoS

As Harding moved, D’vash rolled over to take cover. When the doctor made his move to distract the NE. He knew Pretha had her sidearm. He was about to move when she yelled and the next moment hear the whine of her phaser. . . .

Odinson (XO)

OOC: Nice post Melissa! ((Thanks… M))

IC: From his semi-prone position Harding watched the scene before him unfold. Later he’d remember it with the rapidity of its reality, but in the moment things seemed to slow unnaturally. He let his attention leave the NE for a second as he heard Oberon’s commanding voice. His light eyes shot her way just in time to see her expression harden and her arm raise. If he were honest with himself later, he’d admit he felt a moment of relief in seeing that look on the Security Chief’s face and he hoped she hit her target.

Harding, CMO

The instinctive phaser shot of the ensign was far above his head, but Sathut still ducked behind the door to keep himself from further injury. He watched as Pretha fired…

Sathut, CNS

((OOC … holding post for GM response on NE… M))

The NE panicked when his shot went off target and fired off 3 more wild shots. Gone was the more calculated aim as he started trying to stun the entire Bridge personnel.

-GM
((Umm… he’s been shot… Pretha fired as soon as he shot at the lift with the councilor in it… waiting to see if stunned or dead… up to ship settings))

Odinson rolled to cover behind a console and waited for the shooting to stop. He flexed the fingers in his right hand in an attempt to get the feeling back. With no phaser of his own to fire, he made a dive for the lift. With the ship’s computer no longer obeying his commands, he hit the manual override to lock the bridges access to the turbolifts. No one was going to get on the bridge now with his say-so.

When the shooting finally stopped, he hit the comm. =^=Odinson to Sural, do you have that faux bridge secured yet? Please tell me some good news.=^=

Odinson (XO)


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