02-28-2025, 12:23 AM
The skirmish unfolded in front of Mara as she moved up through the racking. She could see Doyle and Bance talking to a human, and that made her do a double-take.
[Lieutenant. We’ve got an interesting stowaway over here.]
Have we now… The plot thickens.
“Who is it? You got an ID?” Calleja asked, pausing behind a heavy crate. “I’ll run it past the Bri…”
The rest of the Chief’s reply was drowned out by a sudden explosion. She just about managed to get her head turned around to see Celcis and J'dara fly backwards and land in a boneless heap. The word Mara spat down the comm didn’t translate directly but oddly nobody needed a working knowledge of Bandaran street slang to know it wasn’t one to be used in company.
She dropped to the deck, reading the crate labels to make sure she wasn’t about to try and hide behind a literal time bomb, and took a second to try and think of a new plan.
“Trev? What’s goin’ on at that door?” Mara demanded of the remaining members of the Security team, who had moved on up to take on the Klingons guarding the entrance to the concealed corridor. “I can’t see you. We’re takin’ hits back here.”
There were 3 Klingons left at close quarters, 2 of whom were now bearing down on Doyle, Bance and the phantom stranger, and the other who was taking cover having taken down Celcis and J’dara.
“Doyle, Bance, I’m goin’ after the guy out wide. You got two incomin’,” Calleja said. She holstered her phaser and drew another flash bomb, checking out her path to where her quarry was waiting. The giant crack on her faceplate meant the Security Chief wasn’t sure if she was still protected from the burst of light, but she didn’t really have a choice. The cargo was volatile so she couldn’t risk any actual explosives, and although she was fast she was also well aware she wasn’t going to be able to get to the Klingon before he got several shots off at her as she closed without doing something to force him out of his comfort zone.
Here goes nothin’.
Priming the bomb on a short fuse, Mara flung it with real venom at the Klingon’s hiding place. She counted down a second before breaking cover and taking off at a sprint, and another second later looked away as the bomb went off. Eyes back on the target, she tightened her grip on her machete as she closed…
== GM input please. Is Mara able to get there and take out her target?
Also, how is the assault on the door going please? We’ve got the remaining 2 Security officers on the attack. If Mara can take out her target she’ll join that fight. ==
[Lieutenant. We’ve got an interesting stowaway over here.]
Have we now… The plot thickens.
“Who is it? You got an ID?” Calleja asked, pausing behind a heavy crate. “I’ll run it past the Bri…”
The rest of the Chief’s reply was drowned out by a sudden explosion. She just about managed to get her head turned around to see Celcis and J'dara fly backwards and land in a boneless heap. The word Mara spat down the comm didn’t translate directly but oddly nobody needed a working knowledge of Bandaran street slang to know it wasn’t one to be used in company.
She dropped to the deck, reading the crate labels to make sure she wasn’t about to try and hide behind a literal time bomb, and took a second to try and think of a new plan.
“Trev? What’s goin’ on at that door?” Mara demanded of the remaining members of the Security team, who had moved on up to take on the Klingons guarding the entrance to the concealed corridor. “I can’t see you. We’re takin’ hits back here.”
There were 3 Klingons left at close quarters, 2 of whom were now bearing down on Doyle, Bance and the phantom stranger, and the other who was taking cover having taken down Celcis and J’dara.
“Doyle, Bance, I’m goin’ after the guy out wide. You got two incomin’,” Calleja said. She holstered her phaser and drew another flash bomb, checking out her path to where her quarry was waiting. The giant crack on her faceplate meant the Security Chief wasn’t sure if she was still protected from the burst of light, but she didn’t really have a choice. The cargo was volatile so she couldn’t risk any actual explosives, and although she was fast she was also well aware she wasn’t going to be able to get to the Klingon before he got several shots off at her as she closed without doing something to force him out of his comfort zone.
Here goes nothin’.
Priming the bomb on a short fuse, Mara flung it with real venom at the Klingon’s hiding place. She counted down a second before breaking cover and taking off at a sprint, and another second later looked away as the bomb went off. Eyes back on the target, she tightened her grip on her machete as she closed…
== GM input please. Is Mara able to get there and take out her target?
Also, how is the assault on the door going please? We’ve got the remaining 2 Security officers on the attack. If Mara can take out her target she’ll join that fight. ==