PNPC Kvash, Can I Go Back To My Lab Now? Please? Pretty Please?

[Jennifer R. Povey]

(( USS Aleek-Om - Bridge ))

Kvash: He's going to blow.

Motha: Ships are not powered by wind so I do not know how the Icarus blowing would make any difference. 

Oh dear. Apparently Motha's people did not have that particular turn of phrase. It was funny, but it would be dishonorable to laugh. Sinclair explained.

Sinclair: response

Felbri: Response

Motha: Oh. 

Yeah. The Phylosian needed to learn more idioms of the other species. At least the furball wasn't here to witness that goof. 

Sinclair: response

Felbri: Response

Kvash: Unfortunate, but...

Motha: Transporters are continuing to activate. Ensign S'Jenes operation appears to be running as it needs to be from the limited information that I have. 

Sinclair: response

Felbri: response 

Kvash: ...do we have everyone off?

Motha: As far as I can see, the transporters that were being used by Ensign S'Jenes have completed though I do not know about anyone else on the ship at the moment as there is a lot of interference starting to build up around us. 

Sinclair: response

Felbri: response 

Kvash: Then all we can do is hope. 

Motha: It appears that whatever was transmitted to the other ship out there is actually working. Their navigational deflector is starting to fire of random bursts across all the different spectrum. It will actually mask us pretty well once we have everyone else on board. 

Sinclair: response

Felbri: response 

Kvash: I'm not seeing much reaction from the other ship yet. We need to get everyone on.

Sinclair/Felbri: response

And not long after that, a bunch of people came onto the bridge, including, thankfully, the Commodore.

Rajel: Is everyone out? Our team members and the Icarus crew should be over here before we can leave.

T'Seva: I'm here.

Kvash: :: murmuring :: Thank Kahless.

They were back, they were safe. Indrid took the secondary science console. Kvash tried to aim a stern but pleading look her way...she badly wanted to be relieved.

Bridge: Response 

Rajel: We wouldn't get far away enough in the time we have. Did you find a way? 

Oh.

That was bad.

Bridge: Response 

Rajel: Just do it, we don't have time for tests. 

Bridge: Response

Ch'Nilmani: The algorithm the Alliance vessel absorbed is blinding them to us but it's going to only last a few more moments. It should give us enough time to get away from them but still have enough time to clear their own sensors and warp out.

Rajel: response

Bridge: response

Yirah: ::whispering to himself:: Please don't leave a subspace sinkhole. Please don't leave a subspace sinkhole.

Maybe now was not the time to ask if she could leave, but her hands were slightly sweaty and she didn't know how much use she was.

She glanced at Indrid Yirah, who *was* a bridge science officer. Then back at the sensors.

Kvash: I'm seeing some fracturing going into subspace. I think we need to go now.

Oh dear. That was way too tentative.

Bridge: response

Kvash tried to send another look to Indrid. Rescue me, it said, with less Klingon pride than she might otherwise have shown.

Bridge: Response

OOC: Somebody rescue her so both my characters aren't on the bridge? ;)

Lt(jg) Kvash

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USS Constitution
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