Lt. Commander T'Ama - Hold Your Fire
Melissa Jackson
((Storage Room, Crashed Ship Site, Mountains, Ah’rak IV ))
T’Ama: =/\= T’Ama to Captain Serala! =/\=
Serala: =/\= Go for Serala. What’s your status, Commander? =/\=
T’Ama: =/\= Some kind of terrorist group that was hold up in here captured us. Started interrogating us separately with a side of torture. I just escaped but they messed Edrei up, pretty bad from the five seconds I saw of her. =/\=
She had done a circuit of the room, looking over everything as quickly as possible. She shoved at a box in frustration.
T’Ama: =/\= That guy lied to me! There’s none of our equipment in this room! =/\=
Serala: =/\= Focus, Commander. We need information. =/\=
Brodie: =/\= T’Ama - are the rest of the team okay? =/\=
T’Ama: =/\= Nevermind. The rest of the team is locked in the brig. I bought a little time, but as soon as they find I’m loose there won’t be any, and all I have are very loud ballistic firearms. =/\=
Brodie: =/\= Don’t get into a fight you can’t win… =/\=
Serala: =/\= Good advice, Commander. =/\=
Her glare was wasted on withering the wall of the storage room. Were they questioning her judgement? Was she just supposed to sit around and do nothing and get tortured while waiting around for rescue? She didn’t trust her tongue right now. She hoped the way she let the silence stretch conveyed exactly how pissed off she was.
Brodie: =/\= It might offer a distraction but that’s a shot you can’t unfire. What can you tell us about your captors? =/\=
Seleya: =/\= Sorry to jump in, numbers, training, and armaments would be the most useful data, any little bit can help. =/\=
T’Ama: =/\= ::snippy:: At least fourteen. Four down. Ballistic firearms, no energy weapons. Various knives and cudgels. Not enough guns to go around. No uniforms. Amateurs, likely. =/\=
Brodie: =/\= response =/\=
Seleya: =/\= Thank you, commander. How possible would it be for you to get back to the brig? =/\=
T’Ama: =/\= Easily, but we can’t stay there. =/\=
Better to disappear to a different location than stay in a place the Ah’rakkians knew they were.
Brodie: =/\= Response =/\=
Serala: =/\= Okay, thank you T’Ama. Do what you can and stay in contact. We’re working on a plan. Serala out. =/\=
T’Ama: =/\= ::sarcastically:: Okay, BYE. =/\=
She resisted the urge to scream. There was a distinct mismatch in urgency between how fast her adrenaline high said the rescue team ought to be moving and how fast they were absolutely not moving.
She allowed herself a long audible sigh instead. Fine. She had to get her team out of the brig at least.
The door to her storage room slid open. It was clear one way and the other way… Is’Kah was lucky she didn’t really want to fire the very loud gun again.
T’Ama: Fyrshii… ::pointing the gun down:: So you did escape. How?
She was actually kind of proud of them, though Is’Kah’s hands seemed to be mangled. Maybe that’s who Brodie should be telling not to pick unwinnable fights with.
Is’Kah/Koyama/Edrei: response
Somehow she hadn’t even noticed those gunshots. Maybe all the junk in the storage room muffle it.
T’Ama: So now all of you are injured?
She eyed them. Lee looked like she wasn’t getting anywhere on her own.
Is’Kah/Koyama/Edrei: response
She sighed and tapped her com badge under her jacket.
T’Ama: =/\= T’Ama to Serala. There’s no more time. You guys need to get in here now. The brig escape was loud and three are injured. We have to move, but we aren’t moving fast. =/\=
Serala: =/\= response =/\=
T’Ama: =/\= Thanks. =/\=
Things were not good. Lee could probably not stand on her own. Koyama had minor injuries and was not strong enough to carry Lee. Is’Kah had more significant injuries but was Vulcan but also tiny.
T’Ama: Okay we need to get away from the populated areas of this ship. Is’Kah and Koyama, you work together on point, I’ll take up the rear and carry Lee.
Is’Kah/Koyama/Edrei: response
Unslinging the rifle from her back, T’Ama handed it to Koyama. The sidearm she had would be more maneuverable while carrying Lee.
T’Ama: Here, take the rifle. And everyone try your best not to actually shoot the guns. They are so loud and they’ll bring everyone down on us.
Is’Kah/Koyama/Edrei: response
USS Chin'toka
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