01-24-2025, 12:42 AM
Mara materialised and had her gun up the moment she heard disruptor fire. None of it was coming at her, but she did hear heavy bootsteps to port.
“Svenson, Okehampton. Report!” she called into the comm. “All personnel, fire at will if you’re attacked. Put ‘em down.” Looking around she waved up Trevathan. “Find me those bastards here, I want to know how many and how to get to them,” Calleja ordered. “Bance, start checkin’ the cargo as we go. What have they got that’s worth dyin’ for?”
The team started to move as Trevathan called out directions from his tricorder, rifles ready and the Chief in the middle of the pack.
Calleja was fluent in spoken and written Klingon, having studied the language when she was younger. Her grating accent fitted tlhIngan Hol well. It meant she was able to read the labels on the crates as they went and would have no trouble making herself understood when her team actually found the enemy.
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== Lt[JG] Nat Okehampton ==
Nat had her team form up around Han as they beamed into the engine room. The young officer was extremely glad for the advanced tech in her helmet as it filtered out the gloom and revealed the frantic Klingons. As they caught sight of the Star Fleet team, they went for their guns.
[Svenson, Okehampton. Report!] Calleja was already demanding an update. [All personnel, fire at will if you’re attacked. Put ‘em down.]
The team in the engine room heard the order and opened fire, Okehampton adding her weight to the volley. Their weapons were set to heavy stun by default to try and minimise collateral damage and casualties, but in the cramped quarters they had to do the best they could. The armourer still wasn’t entirely comfortable with shooting first and asking questions later, but the team had no choice. If they let the Klingons get to their guns then it was going to be absolute carnage.
“Turning hostile in here Chief,” Nat replied into the comm, a tremor in her voice betraying her nerves as she kept herself together. “We’re engaging!”
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== Lt Mara Calleja ==
[Turning hostile in here Chief.] Okehampton was matter of fact, but Calleja could hear the discomfort in her voice. [We’re engaging!]
Good on you…
The thought was interrupted by the comm.
[Crawford to Givens and Calleja. They're in the process of overloading their engines; if y'all can't get system control ASAP, we might need to pull you back before they blow themselves up.]
Mara swore viciously under her breath.
“Okehampton, they’re tryin’ to overload the engines. Get control of that room stat! Do you need us there too?” she said into the comm. “Take ‘em out and then you’re gonna have to take over with Han and keep this bucket in space.”
The lack of an update from the qoH’s bridge was making Mara twitchy. She knew she had to give Svenson a chance to respond but every part of her wanted to get straight there herself.
== GM input please - how many Klingons have survived in the cargo bay? Can we find them? And what’s in the boxes?
Also, how successful is Okehampton’s team in neutralising the Klingons? What state are the controls in, assuming they do manage to take the engine room? ==
“Svenson, Okehampton. Report!” she called into the comm. “All personnel, fire at will if you’re attacked. Put ‘em down.” Looking around she waved up Trevathan. “Find me those bastards here, I want to know how many and how to get to them,” Calleja ordered. “Bance, start checkin’ the cargo as we go. What have they got that’s worth dyin’ for?”
The team started to move as Trevathan called out directions from his tricorder, rifles ready and the Chief in the middle of the pack.
Calleja was fluent in spoken and written Klingon, having studied the language when she was younger. Her grating accent fitted tlhIngan Hol well. It meant she was able to read the labels on the crates as they went and would have no trouble making herself understood when her team actually found the enemy.
===
== Lt[JG] Nat Okehampton ==
Nat had her team form up around Han as they beamed into the engine room. The young officer was extremely glad for the advanced tech in her helmet as it filtered out the gloom and revealed the frantic Klingons. As they caught sight of the Star Fleet team, they went for their guns.
[Svenson, Okehampton. Report!] Calleja was already demanding an update. [All personnel, fire at will if you’re attacked. Put ‘em down.]
The team in the engine room heard the order and opened fire, Okehampton adding her weight to the volley. Their weapons were set to heavy stun by default to try and minimise collateral damage and casualties, but in the cramped quarters they had to do the best they could. The armourer still wasn’t entirely comfortable with shooting first and asking questions later, but the team had no choice. If they let the Klingons get to their guns then it was going to be absolute carnage.
“Turning hostile in here Chief,” Nat replied into the comm, a tremor in her voice betraying her nerves as she kept herself together. “We’re engaging!”
===
== Lt Mara Calleja ==
[Turning hostile in here Chief.] Okehampton was matter of fact, but Calleja could hear the discomfort in her voice. [We’re engaging!]
Good on you…
The thought was interrupted by the comm.
[Crawford to Givens and Calleja. They're in the process of overloading their engines; if y'all can't get system control ASAP, we might need to pull you back before they blow themselves up.]
Mara swore viciously under her breath.
“Okehampton, they’re tryin’ to overload the engines. Get control of that room stat! Do you need us there too?” she said into the comm. “Take ‘em out and then you’re gonna have to take over with Han and keep this bucket in space.”
The lack of an update from the qoH’s bridge was making Mara twitchy. She knew she had to give Svenson a chance to respond but every part of her wanted to get straight there herself.
== GM input please - how many Klingons have survived in the cargo bay? Can we find them? And what’s in the boxes?
Also, how successful is Okehampton’s team in neutralising the Klingons? What state are the controls in, assuming they do manage to take the engine room? ==