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Post by aramis on Oct 27, 2010 12:23:24 GMT -5
Paddy, in a glower, says, "Sir, due to Grayson, I'm barely fit to walk. I'm not much use i a fight right now, and I think you're trying to kill me."
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Post by apn on Oct 27, 2010 16:03:13 GMT -5
Ensign Grayson
Grayson gapes, points at himself and mouths "moi?" silently. With a shrug he adds "Well ah reckon th' only way ta be safe if you're not helpin' out is go back th' brig, Paddy."
He turns to the Captain "Ah'm ready sir! We blastin' ta kill or ta vaporise? Just wonder how much the scientist in ya is gonna wanna look at th' thing after ah've finished with it. Fer ma mind ah reckon anythin' more than fragments is goin' easy on th' thing."
He levels his gun, looking down the sights and nods, eyebrow arched and a pleased with himself smile on his face.
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Post by aramis on Oct 27, 2010 17:39:45 GMT -5
"Yes, you, ya goofy goon! You already gave me a laser shower! I'm still waiting to know just what the sides are!" It seems rather disconcerting that she screams this from her still perfectly parade rest pose by the door.
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Post by Drohem on Oct 29, 2010 2:54:05 GMT -5
Jasper sighs and collects his thoughts for a moment before speaking, "Mr. O'Keef, there are two sides; ours and that alien creature. Everyone here is on our side. I forgot that you are still fairly wounded. You'll stay on the Bridge and coordinate with me, and Mr. Johnson will see to your medical needs."
"Don't worry Mr. Grayson, we'll be shooting first and asking questions later when we encounter it," Jasper says to Alex, "although, I would still try to communicate with it if possible. However, I'll have no qualms about giving the order to vaporize this thing. You just shoot when I give the order and don't hesitate."
Turning to Ismayeel, Jasper asks the Tauran, "would it be alright if Brockway came with Mr. Grayson and myself?"
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Post by aramis on Oct 29, 2010 4:16:13 GMT -5
Ismayeel, turns, looks intently at brockway, then turns back, "Only If I come along. He's being stubborn."
O'Keef, looking much relieved, barks, "Sir! Yes, Sir!"
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Post by apn on Oct 29, 2010 17:41:57 GMT -5
Ensign Grayson
"Sheesh, look who got all grumpy just cause I blasted her with a laser a few times..." muttered Grayson, though he had a cheeky grin on him. He held his hands up. "Paddy, I'm sorry, but this thing could take over any one of us at any time. I'm sure you wouldn't hesitate to shoot me."
He pondered for a moment. "Shoot me only if the alien is inside though. Right?"
Shaking his head, he checked his weapons and turned to the Doctor "Patch 'er up good Doc. I owe the gal a few drinks an' ah'm sure it's gonna look bad when the report goes out. Ah reckon ah'll be for th' high jump, but we'll see..."
He turned to the Captain "Ready to fry some lobster sir!"
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Post by aramis on Oct 29, 2010 19:14:17 GMT -5
O'Keef, still glowering, retorts while turning it to a sneer, "A few drinks? More like Dinner, a movie, and a cute senior enlisted date to go with them." Back to the glower, "And no, I won't shoot you unless someone else agrees the beastie has got you. I can't take another Shooting an Officer charge."
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Post by apn on Nov 1, 2010 12:53:54 GMT -5
Ensign Grayson
With a pained look on his face, Grayson sighs. "Ah can't stretch ta th' Senior but th' other stuff ah can do. Kinda as a make up n ah promise not ta laser your ass off again, ok?" he offers as a way of making the peace.
He imagined the scene. Sat there for 20 minutes in the restaurant waiting for the food, playing with a fork, the napkins, the menu, looking about the place and then back to Paddy. Who'd be sat with a knife in her white knuckled grip, staring back having not said a word all night. Adjusting his collar because it got all warm of a sudden then raising an arm and shouting "Cheque!" before she gets to use the knife or the food arrives.
"Ah reckon it'll be fun, just me n you." he says, a nervous grin on his face.
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Post by Drohem on Nov 2, 2010 11:03:30 GMT -5
Jasper mentally sighed in relief, good, they're joking with each other. Maybe things aren't as FUBAR as I originally believed.
Speaking to Ismayeel, Jasper says in a resigned, yet relieved, tone, "alright. Having the three of us together is prudent if we encounter the creature mentally again."
Addressing Ismayeel, Brockway, and Mr. Grayson, he continues, "let's move out. We'll start with the Bridge hallway."
Jasper strides off the Bridge and out into the circular hallway surrounding the Bridge. He moves close to the inner wall, the one closest the Bridge, and starts slowly walking along it. The blue-furred Captain reaches out cautiously with all his senses and emotions searching the the malevolent creature that has caused so much disruption on his ship.
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Post by apn on Nov 2, 2010 17:40:14 GMT -5
Ensign Grayson
Grayson keeps his eyes peeled. He's prepared to look first, and hopefully shoot a moment after. After what happened with O'Keefe. Well, he might have felt justified shooting one fellow crew member. Shooting another might be viewed as being 'not in the best traditions of the SFS'.
"Sir? Stay behind me. If th' lobster is gonna jump on anyone, ah reckon ah'm as good a target seein' as ah ain't got many brains fer it ta chew on." he drawled.
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Post by aramis on Nov 2, 2010 20:47:18 GMT -5
Ismayeel and Brockway take up the rear. Brockway stays calmy at a heel beside Ismayeel.
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Post by Drohem on Nov 3, 2010 11:03:58 GMT -5
Once Jasper sees the black skid marks leading to the Weapon's Bay door he taps Alex on the shoulder and points it out. He motions for Ismayeel and Brockway to move to the wall opposite the door. Jasper moves to the other side of the door, the one with the control panel to open the door. Jasper waits a moment for Alex to get into position. He motions to the control panel and then mimes a count of three with his fingers.
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Post by aramis on Nov 3, 2010 16:34:28 GMT -5
As Jasper hits the wall by the door, he gets a mental fix on the creature... dead forward, right about where he recalls the torpedo launcher to be.
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Post by Drohem on Nov 4, 2010 11:16:08 GMT -5
Jasper motions to everyone to get their attention, and then puts his hand up with the palm exposed in the universal gesture for 'stay there.'
He then tip-toes over to Mr. Grayson and whispers in his ear, "it's near the torpedo launcher."
Jasper quietly steps back into his position outside the door and the panel next to it. Once again, he makes eye contact with Mr. Grayson and Ismayeel to make sure they're all ready. He holds one hand up with three clawed fingers up. Slowly, he drops one finger, another finger, and then finally the last finger drops. As he finishes the silent countdown, Jasper pushes the button the control panel to open the door.
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Post by aramis on Nov 4, 2010 17:24:15 GMT -5
The critter, hanging from a torpedo, is limply laying inside the nosecone. Its tentacles are draped through the opened maintenance access panel into its tank, which has been dragged to right beside the warhead maintenance panel opening. It is slowly throbbing, but not moving otherwise.
It's mottled brown and purple flesh renders the air with a strong scent of fish-slime, which almost covers the horrid smell of the rather unpleasant "Chipped Corned Pork with Rutabega" field ration pack, which sits emptied of contents, floating lazily at the top of the tank.
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