02-13-2025, 05:56 PM
== Lt[JG] Nat Okehampton ==
“Okay,” Han said turning to the rest of the group. “The engine is flirting with a meltdown right now so we need to shut her down. The consoles are all broken, locked, or jacked-up so we’re going to have to go old school. We need to find the reactor, which shouldn’t be far, and turn it off manually.”
Nat listened to Han’s reports and watched the engineer work. So much needed to be done at once and it was a little overwhelming.
The armourer turned to the rest of the Security officers.
“I’m going to go and try to help Han,” she said. “The rest of you, secure the area. Nothing comes in unless they’re one of ours,” she said.
Slinging her rifle across her shoulder, Okehampton went to follow in Han’s footsteps. As she stepped into the engine room and the heat engulfed her, she took her helmet off and clipped it to her belt, sweat already beading her patrician features as she looked around at the valves.
“OK, can you read Klingon, because I know I can’t,” she admitted. The idea of Okehampton, in her accent that sounded straight out of a Jane Austen novel, trying to enunciate the guttural sounds of Klingon was downright hilarious and in other circumstances she might have laughed herself.
== Tag Han! And GM, are you feeling merciful? Do we have anyone in the Security team who can read Klingon please? ==
“Okay,” Han said turning to the rest of the group. “The engine is flirting with a meltdown right now so we need to shut her down. The consoles are all broken, locked, or jacked-up so we’re going to have to go old school. We need to find the reactor, which shouldn’t be far, and turn it off manually.”
Nat listened to Han’s reports and watched the engineer work. So much needed to be done at once and it was a little overwhelming.
The armourer turned to the rest of the Security officers.
“I’m going to go and try to help Han,” she said. “The rest of you, secure the area. Nothing comes in unless they’re one of ours,” she said.
Slinging her rifle across her shoulder, Okehampton went to follow in Han’s footsteps. As she stepped into the engine room and the heat engulfed her, she took her helmet off and clipped it to her belt, sweat already beading her patrician features as she looked around at the valves.
“OK, can you read Klingon, because I know I can’t,” she admitted. The idea of Okehampton, in her accent that sounded straight out of a Jane Austen novel, trying to enunciate the guttural sounds of Klingon was downright hilarious and in other circumstances she might have laughed herself.
== Tag Han! And GM, are you feeling merciful? Do we have anyone in the Security team who can read Klingon please? ==