((USS Avandar, Bridge))
Vetri: Helm, the moment we've got them back, pick a direction and go in it. Fast.
:: Preferably *before* the ship they were parked alongside immolated itself in an uncontrolled matter/antimatter reaction...::
T’Lea: I have an all clear on the ship. Siris and Ryan have transported back safely.
Vetri: ::to the helm:: Hit it.
:: With barely a pause, the Avandar surged into motion, heading in the simplest and quickest direction it could go - straight ahead. It did it with every scrap of acceleration it could muster, too, which meant that everyone aboard could literally feel the surge.::
T’Lea: Impact in three… two…
:: The hit when the count reached zero was a whole lot more impressive, though. As the deck under her feet bucked violently, the lights flickering as power flow was disrupted for a moment, Della rode out the shockwave and hoped that they'd managed to get far enough away in time...::
:: As things settled, she glanced over at the turbolift as one of the people they'd waited for stepped out of it. He seemed to be intact, which was nice - a damaged XO as well as a damaged ship would just have been annoying.::
T’Lea: We are out of danger.
Vetri: For the moment... Damage report?
:: When that came back to her, it was mercifully light. Some bumps and bruises, a few singed hull plates, but other than that-::
T’Sara: Mommy! Mommy! Look what I found!
:: The sudden, and *very* unexpected interruption in her thoughts had Della's head snapping around, her expression less than amused as she saw that her dfaughter had not only escaped the holo-nanny (again) but managed to get herself into what was *meant* to be one of the most secure areas of the ship. With company.::
:: T'Sara, of course, simply smiled.::
T’Sara: Dis is Lice. She my friend.
Vetri: T'Sara, what the- Actually, I don't even want to know right now. T'Lea, would you mind?
T'Sara: I bringed her here cos it safe.
Vetri: ::sighing:: I don't have time for this right now. T'Lea, would you mind?
:: She probably would, but this was *not* the time for Della to take a few moments for a little parent/offspring chat. Or, for that matter, find out just where T'Sara had found the rather scruffy-looking urchin she had in tow. Not that it was too hard for her to hazard a guess about the child's origin...::
:: Turning to Siris, the Trill gave him a look that quite clearly demanded some sort of report. What she got instead was less than informative.::
Siris: Guess we escaped the blast.
Vetri: So it seems.
Siris: Do we know much about our guests?
:: He looked over toward where T'Lea was busy with the two kids, and Della shook her head with another sigh.::
Vetri: Nowhere near as much as I would like.
Ryan: =/\= Ryan to Captain. =/\=
:: The engineer's voice sounded a little stressed, not that Della blamed her in the slightest for that. She *had* been through a rather exciting little experience, after all.::
Vetri: =/\= Talk to me. =/\=
Ryan: =/\= I was able to back track their point of origin. Sending coordinates now. =/\=
:: Della glanced around, seeing confirmation sent her way.::
Vetri: =/\= Good work, Ryan. *Very* good. =/\=
Vetri: Is that so...
:: The news that the coordinates were so easily within reach was good. The fact that they now had a lead was better.::
Captain Della Vetri
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