Assistant Oromis - Three possible paths
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Lieutenant JG Elor Letek
Sep 25, 2025, 1:34:07 AM (3 days ago) Sep 25
to USS Eagle
((The Remains of Proust Station, Planetside))
Until now, Oromis had not felt that he was an asset to Starfleet. This was certainly due in part to the fact that he had not intended to contribute in any way other than escaping from the Gatwa with them.
But now they were stranded on this damn planet, and even though he wasn't very convinced that he could contribute much, he did have one advantage that could help them in their current predicament: he knew the station quite well.
Well enough to have a rough idea of their location and know that there was a way for them to escape.
The pirates had locked them in a closet, and they couldn't break down the door without a lot of force and noise, but the station had ventilation shafts. And the access points were often hidden in the closets.
What was originally intended purely for aesthetic purposes, namely to conceal the access hatches, now proved to be quite advantageous, because there was one of these access points in their closet as well.
Oromis: Hah! Found it!
There was a noise of metal separating, and a soft breath of air coming out of part of the wall.
Oromis: It might be more impressive with some light, but now we have access to the ventilation shafts.
Jashkaa: Nicely done.
As Oromis moved the cover aside, he almost cried out in fright when he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. He was just able to stop himself from making an extremely embarrassing sound.
Oromis: I would like to note that it is quite a shock to be suddenly touched by a hand in the dark.
He did not believe that Jashkaa had done it intentionally to frighten him, but in the wrong situation, he could have accidentally alerted the pirates to his presence in his surprise.
Jashkaa: If you can take my hand and place it on the vent’s opening, I’ll lead the way.
Oromis: Oh, of course.
That made sense, and the El-Aurian was only too happy to let the commander take the lead. He may have known his way around the station, but he didn't know what to do if they suddenly came face to face with one of the pirates again.
He took her hand and felt for the opening himself before guiding hers to the hole in the wall.
Oromis: Sorry about my cold hands.
Jashkaa: Response?
As soon as the counsellor had located the opening in the wall, she stepped forward and was the first to climb through it. Oromis followed close behind and was glad that there was a little more light available in the ventilation shaft itself. It was still quite dark, as the only source of light was the grates through which the rooms were ventilated, but at least they could now make out the outlines of things.
Oromis: Now the question is where we want to go.
He thought for a moment and tried to visualize the layout of the station.
Oromis: If we go left here, we should come to the sickbay. It's just a guess, but I could well imagine that the pirates are there. If we go right, we'll come to two laboratories. I don't know what research was being done there or if there's anything there that could help us in this situation. However... straight ahead we come to a slightly larger storage room. As far as I know, weapons were also stored there for emergencies. That is, if the pirates haven't discovered them yet.
Jashkaa: Response?
Oromis nodded. He himself had no preference as to which destination to head for and didn't know what the wisest choice would be.
Oromis: Agreed. Lead the way, I'll follow you.
TAG / TBC
Until now, Oromis had not felt that he was an asset to Starfleet. This was certainly due in part to the fact that he had not intended to contribute in any way other than escaping from the Gatwa with them.
But now they were stranded on this damn planet, and even though he wasn't very convinced that he could contribute much, he did have one advantage that could help them in their current predicament: he knew the station quite well.
Well enough to have a rough idea of their location and know that there was a way for them to escape.
The pirates had locked them in a closet, and they couldn't break down the door without a lot of force and noise, but the station had ventilation shafts. And the access points were often hidden in the closets.
What was originally intended purely for aesthetic purposes, namely to conceal the access hatches, now proved to be quite advantageous, because there was one of these access points in their closet as well.
Oromis: Hah! Found it!
There was a noise of metal separating, and a soft breath of air coming out of part of the wall.
Oromis: It might be more impressive with some light, but now we have access to the ventilation shafts.
Jashkaa: Nicely done.
As Oromis moved the cover aside, he almost cried out in fright when he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. He was just able to stop himself from making an extremely embarrassing sound.
Oromis: I would like to note that it is quite a shock to be suddenly touched by a hand in the dark.
He did not believe that Jashkaa had done it intentionally to frighten him, but in the wrong situation, he could have accidentally alerted the pirates to his presence in his surprise.
Jashkaa: If you can take my hand and place it on the vent’s opening, I’ll lead the way.
Oromis: Oh, of course.
That made sense, and the El-Aurian was only too happy to let the commander take the lead. He may have known his way around the station, but he didn't know what to do if they suddenly came face to face with one of the pirates again.
He took her hand and felt for the opening himself before guiding hers to the hole in the wall.
Oromis: Sorry about my cold hands.
Jashkaa: Response?
As soon as the counsellor had located the opening in the wall, she stepped forward and was the first to climb through it. Oromis followed close behind and was glad that there was a little more light available in the ventilation shaft itself. It was still quite dark, as the only source of light was the grates through which the rooms were ventilated, but at least they could now make out the outlines of things.
Oromis: Now the question is where we want to go.
He thought for a moment and tried to visualize the layout of the station.
Oromis: If we go left here, we should come to the sickbay. It's just a guess, but I could well imagine that the pirates are there. If we go right, we'll come to two laboratories. I don't know what research was being done there or if there's anything there that could help us in this situation. However... straight ahead we come to a slightly larger storage room. As far as I know, weapons were also stored there for emergencies. That is, if the pirates haven't discovered them yet.
Jashkaa: Response?
Oromis nodded. He himself had no preference as to which destination to head for and didn't know what the wisest choice would be.
Oromis: Agreed. Lead the way, I'll follow you.
TAG / TBC
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Assistant Oromis
Proust Station Administrative
as simmed by
Lieutenant JG Elor Letek
Medical Officer
USS Eagle
E240201EL2
Patients are asked not to die in the corridors.
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