03-03-2025, 05:29 PM
There was chatter about the contents of the vessel as Devereaux reported the cargo contents and the areas shielded from sensors. It seemed the indicators for smuggling had been correct.
"I don't know what they're carrying, but that's an awful big space if all they wanted to move was something like drugs or alcohol," Omdor commented, causing a slight frown to furrow Tyra's brow.
"I've got a couple guesses and none of them are good," she muttered, having pushed herself out of her seat as a bout of restlessness shifted through her muscles.
"They got it!" Omdor reported emphatically. "What--"
If he finished his statement, Tyra was none the wiser as the deck below her feet rocked and sent her forward. She managed to not crash into helms and tactical only because her hand locked onto the nearest railing but it still took her to her knee with a painful thud. She gritted her teeth as she pulled herself up, the tiniest bit of relief blooming as she assessed little damage to her knee.
"Report! What the **** was that?" She demanded as she shifted back to her chair. "What's the status of the freighter?"
As she waited for those answers, her fingers restlessly moved over her console. "Artemis to Calleja. What is your status and do you need evac? We've taken damage and are assessing."
== Tag everyone! ==
"I don't know what they're carrying, but that's an awful big space if all they wanted to move was something like drugs or alcohol," Omdor commented, causing a slight frown to furrow Tyra's brow.
"I've got a couple guesses and none of them are good," she muttered, having pushed herself out of her seat as a bout of restlessness shifted through her muscles.
"They got it!" Omdor reported emphatically. "What--"
If he finished his statement, Tyra was none the wiser as the deck below her feet rocked and sent her forward. She managed to not crash into helms and tactical only because her hand locked onto the nearest railing but it still took her to her knee with a painful thud. She gritted her teeth as she pulled herself up, the tiniest bit of relief blooming as she assessed little damage to her knee.
"Report! What the **** was that?" She demanded as she shifted back to her chair. "What's the status of the freighter?"
As she waited for those answers, her fingers restlessly moved over her console. "Artemis to Calleja. What is your status and do you need evac? We've taken damage and are assessing."
== Tag everyone! ==