Lt. JG Rebecca Iko - I accept the consequences, but it needed to be said.
Zenia Emba
((Bridge, USS Kitty Hawk))
Bec made her way back to her station and strummed her console for a moment. She then smiled before punching in a few commands and stating the following:
Iko: Hailing Commander Wil Ukinix.
Bec checked the systems again, impatient for a response. They were fine, even knowing which Wil to hail.. She tried again.
Iko: =/\= Kitty Hawk to Wil Ukinix. =/\=
Bec looked at the door of the Ready Room where Captain Rahman was located, hoping she wouldn’t mind just a touch of Amity Protocol.
Iko: =/\= Wil. … ::Smiling:: Dammit you bastard, respond… =/\=
And after a crackle and some fuzz, Her XO’s voice was heard loud and clear…ish.
Ukinix(H): ::Furrowing brow:: Bec? Lieutenant! It’s great to hear your voice. Your timing isn’t great though. ::To others in shuttle:: Keep engaging the drone. =/\=
But there were other sounds she heard other than the voices of friends.
The sounds of combat. Of phaser fire. Of being thrown around a ship or shuttle.
Her voice and face were now drained of relief and flooded with concern.
Iko: =/\= Mate… What’s happening down there?... =/\=
Ukinix(H): =/\= We’re being a dogfight with an oversized bowling ball that’s armed to the teeth and cloaking more than a magician in Vegas. =/\=
Iko: =/\= $&#@... Are you guys good? Besides the, y’know, whole bowling ball thing? =/\=
S’Raga: =/\= response =/\= (optional)
Rahman: =/\= Response =/\=
Ukinix(H): =/\= Captain, tell the Trenvonn to call off their drone, or we’re going to down it. We’ve already downed four of their other drones, and we’re going to keep going to ensure our safety. They’re not dictating terms down here like they think they might be. =/\=
This time Bec just listened to the captain's word as fury brewed within her.
Rahman: =/\= Response =/\=
Ukinix(H): =/\= Everyone is safe, in an undisclosed location which I won’t share right now in case the Trenvonn exploit it. Suffice it to say we’ve taken matters into our own hands. We also have some people being treated medically as a result of attacks by the drones and they’ll need to get to sickbay soon, so can you please tell the Trenvonn to #@%@ !#@@$ !@#$@#$ &#%$#% @#$%**# for me? That’s my diplomatic contribution for today. Thanks, Captain. =/\=
Bec went wide eyed at Wil’s sudden swearing. oO How do you think you’re gonna get away with that with Rahman listening in… Will you get away with that?... Please let him get away with that… Oo
Iovianus: =/\= That is the official security opinion as well Lieutenant. =/\=
Iko: =/\= ::Icily:: Understood. =/\=
Rahman: =/\= Response =/\=
The shuttle continued its precarious evasion and assault on the drone as the communications continued.
Richards: =/\= Give them a nice !$#@ you from me! =/\=
Oh she would. She really really would. On behalf of all of them.
S’Raga: =/\= response =/\= (optional)
Ukinix: =/\= Understood. Ukinix out. =/\=
((Transporter Room, sometime later.))
She had tried. She had tried so hard to cool down the fury that now ran through her veins and controlled her train of thought. But it had never left. She arrived later than the captain in the hopes that the initial greetings could be done without her fury derailing the situation. Now she stared the Trenvonn dead in the eye as they spoke.
Raask: We have much to discuss in a short period of time.
Vataix/Rahman/Synaax/Sh’Raak/Raask: Response.
Iko: Hi, ::ungenuine:: sorry I’m late. ::assertive, to the Trenvonn:: Why are you doing this?
Vataix/Rahman/Synaax/Sh’Raak/Raask: Response.
Iko: Bull$#@&. “Greater Good”. It’s a lie. It’s a lie you tell yourselves so you can hope to believe that what you are doing is right. That just this one task that causes casualty now will help you provail into the future. Except now it’s gotten out of hand. Do you know what you’re doing down there? You’re killing the entire planet. You’re murdering and slautering an entire world. For the “greater good”. ::pointing:: Down there, Idrustix, Skrall, whatever it’s #%*!@&$ called, is dying a slow, agonising death. And you’re lying to and deceiving yourselves and your fellow Trenvonn’s to believe that this is fine, and everything will work out. I know deception and manipulation when I see it. Because I was surrounded by that for the first sixteen years of my life. So let me be honest with you. ::side-eyeing Rahman:: I know that I'm going to be punished for talking to you like this. ::facing the Trenvonn:: I also know that I am angry. Very #*@&%*@ angry. Because you are lying bastards who are holding my family hostage and it is taking so much strength to not snap your STUPID NECK AND CRUSH YOUR LITTLE PEA-BRAIN RIGHT HERE! ::Stepping back, taking a breath:: now, if you will excuse me, with your permission captain, I’ll be escorting myself to the brig.
Vataix/Rahman/Synaax/Sh’Raak/Raask: Response.
Lt. JG Rebecca Iko
Security Officer
Amity Outpost
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