MSNPC Procurator Snlpkg- Endgame
Peregrine Falcon
Snlpkg: Are you capable of finding the information about the problem with the drive? Distractions do not help.
Yirah: Procurator, have been allowed to view our investigation but we have not been allowed to observe the sensor data that has brought you to us. I would like to see it.
Snlpkg: We are overseeing your investigation, not partnering in it. We are the superior investigation.
Rajel: Since we both are looking for the same information, it would be helpful though.
The one who asked for sensor data stepped towards it. The Sheliak stood its ground.
Yirah: Procurator, since you are so knowledgeable in the ways of law and efficiency you surely know that the fastest way to figure out if this ship is a metaweapon is to compare the signature that you picked up of the Icarus to what the Treaty of Algeron classifies as metaweapon including what is considered an identifier of such a weapon.
Snlpkg: You have such records yourselves. Is this not a Starfleet ship? Do you not have records on this ship or the Treaty of Algeron terms? Check them yourself.
Brexis: Easier said than done, buddy.
Rajel: This is a ship, however since it just returned, and has the whole tech it is not connected to the current database as of now.
Yirah: Well, you are going to have to show it to someone, Procurator, as failure to provide either artifacts of evidence means that you have no right to arrest us or to bring us to trial. We can keep investigating but it won't do your case any good and we'll just keep going around... and around... and around... and around ::as he spoke he stepped towards the Procurator raising his left index finger and drawing circles in the air with each 'around' until he stood right in front of the Sheliak index finger raised:: Unless the law is not actually what matters to you in this situation? ::he spoke the question as though it was a comment::
The Procurator was just about to reply that it only needed to present its evidence before a judge and to attorneys in preparation for a trial and not to the accused before the arrest was made, when the insufferable organic poked it in the face!
oO You poked me! The other Starfleeters never poked me! Oo
Yirah: Boop.
Shock caused the Procurator to freeze as the organic removed his finger. As thoughts and feeling returned it to reality it roared.
Snlpkg: AAAARRHGGG! The vermin touched me! ::it scrambled backwards toward the Tholian and other Sheliak:: Disinfectant! I need disinfectant!
Brexis/McCray/Rajel: Response
The fury lit in its mind, a blind rage. It began heating its internal magma to cook off any disease that might make it inside. Its arm swung and made contact with the bridge Engineering station. Sparks flew as parts of the console superheated and melted.
Snlpkg: The creature touched me! What diseases might these creatures carry? I could have microphlaxidoeria! oO My body structure might go rigid and brittle! Oo Or maybe they could contaminate me with lasterocia! oO I could slowly lose the ability to move quickly; it might take me three weeks to move across a room! Oo I’m not feeling well. Where is that disinfectant?
The two members of its team fumbled with a pack.
Rajel: Please calm Procurator. I'm sure he didn't mean any harm.
oO Calm! Calm! I could be dying! Organics carry diseases without knowing it. It doesn’t affect them like us! Oo
Yirah: Response
McCray: :: under his breath :: Ha'kiv tor nuh' pen na' vohris jarel, neik pohshayek, heh tvai sutra*
((OOC: Life is too short for slow horses, cheap guns, and mean people.))
Snlpkg pulled itself up to full height. It knew that language too, and while the exact meaning of the expression didn’t mean much to Snlpkg, oO what is a horse? Oo it did know that it was being generally insulted.
Brexis: ::Quietly:: Why in The Four would this get easier? ::Louder towards Jalana:: Commodore?
McCray: As a friend of mine once said, the only easy day was yesterday, Charlotte.
Rajel: Yes?
Yirah: Response
Lesatine and the Prtpcl straightened, obviously sensing the situation could spiral. They finally found the disinfectant in the pack, and sprayed a clear blue gelatinous fluid onto Snlpkg.
Snlpkg’s panic began to recede, its fury did not.
Brexis: ::Sofly and calmly:: It looks like the hyperwarp has been activated. ::Gesturing to the alert on the console:: We are running out of time.
Snlpkg gloated inside. oO The organics are no longer useful or amusing. Now we can take the ship back to the Alliance and reverse engineer its secrets by ourselves. Oo
Rajel: What?
It was holding back the information. It is best to let them realize the trap before telling them it was a trap.
Yirah: Response
Brexis: ::To Jalana:: What would you like us to do?
McCray: Don’t think I’ll have enough time to fix this console to stop the jump. It took a hard smack.
Rajel: =/\= Rajel to Mingxing. What's going on. We saw the hyperdrive turned on. =/\=
Mingxing: =/\= Response =/\=
Her eyes grew wider hearing those news.
Rajel: =/\= Are you saying the ship is lost? How much time to we have? =/\=
Mingxing/any in engineering if you want to chime in: =/\= Response =/\=
Rajel: =/\= By the caves... Alright I'll make an announcement and inform the Aleek-Om. Do what you can do delay but get out of here. =/\=
Mingxing/any in engineering: =/\= Response =/\=
Rajel: =/\= Alright. Rajel out. =/\=
Brexis/McCray/Yirah: Response
Snlpkg: This is a trick, a deception!
Rajel: ::turning to Snlpkg:: This is not a trick, engineering can't turn off the hyperdrive and you heard it. You need to get out of here. ::She looked to her team:: Get your things.
Snlpkg: You misunderstand; it is our trick. We are confiscating this ship! It will be impounded in Alliance space. We will learn the secrets of this weapon! We are in control! Under the Articles of Tensara Section 453, Subsection 43, A323.4 You are under official arrest.
Brexis/McCray/Yirah: Response
Snlpkg: I am altering the deal. Pray I don't alter it any further. ::turning to its team:: By the Great Ooze, they’d better pray.::it turned back to face the Starfleeters::.
It watched as the leader made her way to the centre chair.
Rajel: =/\= Rajel to anyone on the ship. The hyperdrive has been activated for reasons unknown to us. We are unable to stop its destruction. Grab what you could find and evacuate immediately. Rajel out. =/\=
Hypocritically forgetting its panic minutes earlier. Snlpkg gloated and laughed.
oO Panicking like pests caught in the food stuffs. Oo
Brexis/McCray/Yirah/Snlpkg: Response
Rajel: I will send you all the database information we collected but you have to get out of here Procurator!
Snlpkg: We no longer have a need. We will take the ship for ourselves. Is your hearing impaired?
Rajel: =/\= Rajel to Aleek-Om. We are evacuating the Icarus immediately. Find a way to protect the space around the ship from damage of an explosion. A bubble or something. =/\=
Aleek-Om Bridge: Response
Rajel: =/\= Yes we cannot stop the Hyperdrive powering up and tearing the ship apart, get on it right now. We don't wand subspace rip everything else apart too. Rajel out. =/\=
Rajel: I don't care where you're going but you can't stay here. Please get off the ship.
Snlpkg: We are in control. Your crew should surrender. You are our hostages!
The Procurator turned to the engineering station intent on raising the shields to prevent their escape. It turned to the melted console and swore.
oO No matter, it is a minor oversight. The cruiser will keep their little ship here. Oo
Rajel: =/\= Rajel to Aleek Om. Four to beam out. =/\=
Brexis/McCray/Yirah/Snlpkg: Response
After the Starfleet crew escaped, A doleful alarm began warbling through the ship. It wasn’t the Starfleet Red Alert. This was one it hadn’t heard before. oO Probably just an alert that the hyperwarp jump is imminent. Oo
it focused its attention on the helm station. He set the course for the capital system of the Lattice Alliance dreaming on the glory and honours that would be heaped upon him for his captured prize.
It waited. It’s team’s minds focused on piloting the ship and their coming awards and accolades. He watched the subspace vortex open, and a thrill filled him making his silicone mucus quiver with anticipation. It pushed the lever to move the Icarus toward the vortex.
The first sign that it noticed that all was not well was the shaking and rumbling from below. The shaking grew more violent and the rumbling grew to a roar. Then Snlpkg knew that something was wrong, as the back wall of the bridge erupted onto a fiery inferno, it knew that its mistake was fatal.
oO Wretched organics and their inferior faulty machinery! One day the pests will be put in their place. Oo
Peregrine Falcon
Mingxing: =/\= Someone reactivated the deflector that we disconnected. As a result, the system is receiving energy so the hyperwarp protocol activated. Doctor Aurdax says she can slow down the activation sequence, but not stop it. It seems the Icarus is on for a final show. =/\=
Her eyes grew wider hearing those news.
Rajel: =/\= Are you saying the ship is lost? How much time to we have? =/\=
Mingxing: =/\= Just a few minutes, we're holding up for Doctor Foster and the others to save the Icarus crew. But we'll need to leave asap. We'll give you every second we can. =/\=
Rajel: =/\= By the caves... Alright I'll make an announcement and inform the Aleek-Om. Do what you can do delay but get out of here. =/\=
Mingxing: =/\= Understood, we need to focus now. =/\=