10-22-2023, 12:36 PM
Hearing the voices, she barely had time to look up as the targets appeared, but as soon as she heard the commands, she nodded in understanding. A mission... and a way to prove myself to the crew. Objective is clear. As soon as the snowballs started flying, she immediately fell backward into the snow. "Oof!" she grunted in surprise as she looked up to see who was throwing.
She noticed a medical officer throwing with great accuraccy. Interesting... very accurate. However, she was not going into the fight without proper defense, if not offense. K'Rora, backing away and cursing the snow turning to ice on her rear end, she looked up to the sky. "Computer," she snapped immediately. "Replicate me a Class C full tactical vest with heating packs in the pockets without any firearms, Size 20." It replicated in front of her, and she quickly put it on, breathing out in relief as she felt the chemical heating packs warm her upper torso.
Now, she looked down at her paws. "Replicate a pair of Gore-Tex material waterproof Starfleet Standard issue hostile environment gloves. Optimize for agility and warmth and use in cold climates." As they replicated in front of her, she grabbed them, nodding in approval as she put them on. She was one to always specify things, which was why she got a long with Vulcans very well.
Finishing up her gear by activating the heating packs in her pant pockets, she immediately hit the ground, ducking as she felt several snowballs whizz accross her head. K'Rora grabbed a fistful of snow, and moulding it into a ball rather haphazardly, she flung it in the direction of the Security Chief. But, being unfamiliar to the mechanics of compressed snow in flight, it sailed towards the direction of the medical officer, Julia Troy.
She winced. "Sorry!" she yelled over as she stood up, taking in the scene around her. We need an organized strategy... she thought. K'Rora shouted over. "Someone take up flank on left and circle around!" She started getting rather breathless, as adrenaline coursed through her.
==Tag all. I will try to leave my snowball throws open ended, if and where it hits is up to you. Have fun!
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She noticed a medical officer throwing with great accuraccy. Interesting... very accurate. However, she was not going into the fight without proper defense, if not offense. K'Rora, backing away and cursing the snow turning to ice on her rear end, she looked up to the sky. "Computer," she snapped immediately. "Replicate me a Class C full tactical vest with heating packs in the pockets without any firearms, Size 20." It replicated in front of her, and she quickly put it on, breathing out in relief as she felt the chemical heating packs warm her upper torso.
Now, she looked down at her paws. "Replicate a pair of Gore-Tex material waterproof Starfleet Standard issue hostile environment gloves. Optimize for agility and warmth and use in cold climates." As they replicated in front of her, she grabbed them, nodding in approval as she put them on. She was one to always specify things, which was why she got a long with Vulcans very well.
Finishing up her gear by activating the heating packs in her pant pockets, she immediately hit the ground, ducking as she felt several snowballs whizz accross her head. K'Rora grabbed a fistful of snow, and moulding it into a ball rather haphazardly, she flung it in the direction of the Security Chief. But, being unfamiliar to the mechanics of compressed snow in flight, it sailed towards the direction of the medical officer, Julia Troy.
She winced. "Sorry!" she yelled over as she stood up, taking in the scene around her. We need an organized strategy... she thought. K'Rora shouted over. "Someone take up flank on left and circle around!" She started getting rather breathless, as adrenaline coursed through her.
==Tag all. I will try to leave my snowball throws open ended, if and where it hits is up to you. Have fun!
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