02-15-2025, 05:03 AM
== Cargo Bay ==
This firefight feels like a draw. Where Rubicon and Bance—a Tellarite office that Rubicon hadn’t yet served with—were positioned gave them both enough cover to keep the Klingons pinned down. But at the same time, the Klingons also had enough cover that neither Starfleet officer seemed to be able to get a good shot in. The Klingons had certainly drawn them in to an area to their advantage, if that advantage was to keep the Starfleet away team in one place.
“OK. We gotta break out or there’s a risk they’re gonna bring reinforcements through that corridor up ahead.” Rubicon heard the Chief of Security say from behind her. That made it clear that the team in the front was having about the same luck that she and Bance were having on this side.
“Doyle, Bance, I want that one on the right taken out, then move on the two up ahead. I’m gonna go take the two behind us, then work round to the one on the left. Trev, you and the rest need to keep everyone duckin’, and if I look like I’m not gonna make the guy on the left, J’dara and Celcis need to do it. Once Doyle and Bance are done, move on up in support. This is gonna hurt but stayin’ here is not an option. We gotta take the entrance to that corridor. We go on my mark. Grenades out to cover the advance.”
It would be like a phaser ballet. Rubicon could see the Chief’s plan in her mind. She wanted to glance behind her so she could get a better assessment of the layout, but she was pretty good at thinking on her feet. Rubicon readjusted her grip on her phaser as she continued to fire at the two Klingons, priming herself for when the Chief’s order.
Even though it was only a few breaths wait it felt like an eternity to the Artemis’s newest security officer.
And then… “Let’s go!”
As if they’d practiced the maneuver together a dozen times, both Rubicon and Bance pivoted in time, turning to face the front of the away team while the Chief of Security hurled a flash grenade. Rubes spotted the first two Klingons at the front immediately. She started shooting, adding to the cover fire provided by the rest of the team. Rubicon moved ahead as far as she felt safe while having enough cover from the incoming threats.
She peeked around one of the barrels. The cargo area here was just as poorly organized as what she’d already seen. The Chief has said to take out the one on the right first.
“Bance,” Rubicon said at a stage whisper, loud enough that he could hear her over the fire but not so loud to draw the Klingons’ attention. When he looked to her she motioned to the stack of crate nearest her. “Those crates. Lend me a shoulder?”
Bance looked at the stack she indicated, followed it up. Understanding flickered in the Tellerite’s eyes. He nodded back to her, waited for the right moment in the weapons’ fire, and then charged towards Rubicon. Rubicon kept firing to provide him cover, and then time it just right… the two officers gave the large stack of crates a big shove, hoping to topple them over on top of the first Klingon.
== GM Input: were they successful on taking out the Klingon with the crates? ==
This firefight feels like a draw. Where Rubicon and Bance—a Tellarite office that Rubicon hadn’t yet served with—were positioned gave them both enough cover to keep the Klingons pinned down. But at the same time, the Klingons also had enough cover that neither Starfleet officer seemed to be able to get a good shot in. The Klingons had certainly drawn them in to an area to their advantage, if that advantage was to keep the Starfleet away team in one place.
“OK. We gotta break out or there’s a risk they’re gonna bring reinforcements through that corridor up ahead.” Rubicon heard the Chief of Security say from behind her. That made it clear that the team in the front was having about the same luck that she and Bance were having on this side.
“Doyle, Bance, I want that one on the right taken out, then move on the two up ahead. I’m gonna go take the two behind us, then work round to the one on the left. Trev, you and the rest need to keep everyone duckin’, and if I look like I’m not gonna make the guy on the left, J’dara and Celcis need to do it. Once Doyle and Bance are done, move on up in support. This is gonna hurt but stayin’ here is not an option. We gotta take the entrance to that corridor. We go on my mark. Grenades out to cover the advance.”
It would be like a phaser ballet. Rubicon could see the Chief’s plan in her mind. She wanted to glance behind her so she could get a better assessment of the layout, but she was pretty good at thinking on her feet. Rubicon readjusted her grip on her phaser as she continued to fire at the two Klingons, priming herself for when the Chief’s order.
Even though it was only a few breaths wait it felt like an eternity to the Artemis’s newest security officer.
And then… “Let’s go!”
As if they’d practiced the maneuver together a dozen times, both Rubicon and Bance pivoted in time, turning to face the front of the away team while the Chief of Security hurled a flash grenade. Rubes spotted the first two Klingons at the front immediately. She started shooting, adding to the cover fire provided by the rest of the team. Rubicon moved ahead as far as she felt safe while having enough cover from the incoming threats.
She peeked around one of the barrels. The cargo area here was just as poorly organized as what she’d already seen. The Chief has said to take out the one on the right first.
“Bance,” Rubicon said at a stage whisper, loud enough that he could hear her over the fire but not so loud to draw the Klingons’ attention. When he looked to her she motioned to the stack of crate nearest her. “Those crates. Lend me a shoulder?”
Bance looked at the stack she indicated, followed it up. Understanding flickered in the Tellerite’s eyes. He nodded back to her, waited for the right moment in the weapons’ fire, and then charged towards Rubicon. Rubicon kept firing to provide him cover, and then time it just right… the two officers gave the large stack of crates a big shove, hoping to topple them over on top of the first Klingon.
== GM Input: were they successful on taking out the Klingon with the crates? ==