Commander Wil Ukinix - Bango

[Wil Ukinix]

((Bridge, USS Independence-B))

Ukinix: =/\= Bridge to all hands. We will be attempting to enter underspace in around sixty seconds from ::eyeing console:: .... mark. Follow the directions from Commander Orrey and Lieutenant Wong as to where you should move to. Ukinix out. =/\=

He placed his hands on his head, trying to appear calm, but really trying to hide his stress.

Ukinix: Let's go champs. We move to red alert at the first sign of trouble, whether from mother nature or the Vaadwaur. Helm, set a course, coordinate with engineering.

Helm: ::tapping console frantically:: Aye, sir.

 

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Aitas moving to the rear of the bridge.

Orrey: Approaching the rift.

Seleya: At this time the Vaadwaur ship is maintaining distance at least.

Aitas: They've likely noticed the Trenvonn vessel by now.

Ukinix: Let’s hope so. Let’s not also fool ourselves into thinking they are our allies. They have their own interests.

 

That being Grand Expert Shanaak, but was she expendable? Was data and/or telemetry more important?

Seleya: I have the shield harmonics rotation protocol ready. Weapons are not on powered, but are on standby. I do have the targeting data downloaded from Operation Brightstar. -Hopefully- we will be able to shoot them down before they reach us.

Orrey: Everyone brace for the failed attempt.

Aitas: Bracing.

Wil pushed up the sleeves of his uniform, then grabbed onto the armrest, feeling the smoothness of the thin consoles built into them on the underside of his forearms. He felt his body shake as the ship shook, then stopped.

Orrey: Structural integrity is holding. Shields took a jolt but recovering nicely. Hull stress contained to Deck Four...mostly Aft...could be from the engines still receiving power.

Wil nodded in agreement.

Seleya: Response

Orrey: Sending the alert to leave stressed sections once quick repairs are done. Then we will close off sections three through five and reroute traffic incase of failure during the real jump.

The CO decided to get an overall readout of the ship’s operational status, which did show damage but nothing that couldn’t be fixed.

Ukinix: ::tapping at console:: Righto. Crew status?

Orrey: Not receiving any reports of injuries. Everyone knew their job and stood their ground.

Aitas: And the state of the rift?

Seleya: Response

 

Ukinix: Okay, then let’s circle back, and try it for real this time. Helm--

 

A flash from the view screen got Wil’s attention.

Aitas: Secondary rift opening! Brace!

 

oO Oh crap-- Oo

 

The bridge shoved him sideways, and he had to grip the armrest hard to stop from being thrown from it. His legs, twice, lifted, then dropped in the air, making his butt slide down the seat, so that his head was against the lower part of the back of the chair. It gave him a *great* view of the sparks flying from the ceiling, and the smoke that accompanied them.

Ukinix: Red Alert! What’s caused that? Did we make the rift mad? Everyone okay?

 

The bridge became bathed in red.

Seleya/Orrey: Response

Aitas: More convincing than intended, perhaps. My injuries are minor. How long until the Trenvonn ship arrives?

Wil turned to look at Aitas, before sensing some distress from the helm officer. There was a decent amount of claret running down the side of their face, as they tried to keep control of the ship.

Ukinix: Helm get us out of here. Jansen, check if they’re okay.

Seleya/Orrey: Response

Aitas: Has there been any reaction from the Vaadwaur vessel?

 

Seleya/Orrey: Response

Wil sat back up in his chair and looked around the bridge, before the ship started to rumble. Warning tones sounded from just about every console.

 

Another alert tone sounded. The viewscreen flashed at the bridge crew, informing that they were caught in a rip, heading right for the rift.

 

Ukinix: Get us out of this gravity well! Can we warp out of here?

 

Seleya/Orrey/Aitas: Response

 

Helm: No response! I’ve lost control-- and propulsion.

 

Ukinix: Well this area of space is knackered then. =/\= Ukinix to all hands. Brace for crossover into underspace, I repeat, brace for crossover-- =/\=

 

There was an almighty “thud” that boomed through the hull, before the view screen showed them spinning, end over end, being drawn into the rift like a magnet. The stars and nebula gases whizzed upwards on the viewscreen, before it went dead. More sparks flew from consoles, before the ship shook one last time.

 

Then it was calm. The bridge went dark, before emergency lights kicked in. A few consoles flickered back to life, including the helm console.

 

Ukinix: --into underspace.

 

The last part of his sentence was only heard by the bridge crew. Comms were down.

 

Helm: Navigation systems can’t pinpoint our location.

 

Seleya/Orrey/Aitas: Response

 

 

 

Tags/TBC!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Commander Wil Ukinix (OOC Captain)
Starfleet attache and Commanding Officer
Amity Outpost
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