Lieutenant JG Jackson Tanner - Hello and Goodbye

[Jackson Tanner]

((Unknown Chamber, Deck ??? | Igirni)) 

Being drawn into an internal Voth plot to return their ship to the Delta quadrant filled Jackson to the brim with frustration.  It made sense to Jackson that on a ship of this size that there would be different factions with different ideals aboard the ship.  It was impossible for them to be truly united.  However, he found it interesting that if there were portions of them that wished to return home that they would not be free to do so. 

Tanner: And what exactly was it that you wanted?

Trashk: I just wanted to land, to get off this ****ing ship, and have somewhere to call home.

It was difficult for Jackson to argue with the sentiment.  He just wished they hadn’t been drawn into it. 

Lim: And your group couldn’t go off on your own, and not drag everyone else who wanted something different with you? 

Braya / Frinn: Response

Lim: If your group had brought it up that you were not being allowed to leave to any of us then we could have helped and much of all this ::she waved to the window:: could have been avoided.

The man shook his head, and Trashk noticed him as if for the first time - it seemed from the others’ body language that he might be in charge.

Falt: From the records I’ve read about the Voth I doubt they would have even considered that an option. ::looking at Trashk questioningly:: Plus, I suspect this is bigger than just the group on the Igirni. Someone in the Delta quadrant wanted you home too, correct? 

Trashk: That would be my guess.

Braya / Frinn: Response

Lim: Like I said, Voth space is only several weeks away. There are many ships that your group could have chartered to take you back to Voth space or to find another planet if that’s what you’d all prefer. You didn’t have to make everyone else come.

Jackson was all for an impassioned outburst, but even he thought that perhaps the Doctor might not completely appreciate the difficulty they were operating under. 

Trashk pointed a scaly finger at the woman.

Trashk: Listen, would you want to abandon your ****ing friends, your family? No. We wanted a home for all. I just didn’t realise it would be so ****ing hard.

It wasn’t what Jackson would have done, but he felt the passion and frustration. 

Tanner: Well, ::Glancing out the window again.:: We’re here in one piece.  Guess it could have been worse. 

Braya / Frinn/Lim: Response

Falt: Agreed, but like it or not, they did. Which means our immediate priority is finding the Captain and getting off this ship so we can work out how to get home. ::tapping his combadge:: 

=/\= Falt to Adea? =/\=

((OOC: filling in these tags here, imagine they happen after the firefight. Unless we all die, of course))

Adea: =/\= Good to hear your voice, Commander. What’s the situation? =/\=

Jackson had all but forgotten that there were a bunch of others on the ship along with them.  They’d not been able to make contact for most of the time. 

Falt: =/\= We’re a bit banged up, but we’re fine sir. A bigger concern is that I can’t contact the ship and there are more Voth vessels outside. There is also reason to believe we may be in the Delta quadrant. =/\=

Braya / Frinn / Lim: Response

Adea: =/\= I fear you might be right, let’s regroup. =/\=

Falt:  =/\= Understood, sir. I’m sure Lieutenant Lim can track your biosignature on her tricorder if needed. We’ll make our way towards you now. Falt out. =/\= 

((OOC: N.B. Staff already discussed this course of action,))

Falt: You heard the Captain. ::to Lim:: Lieutenant, can you get a precise fix on his position?

Lim: Response  

Braya / Frinn : Response

Falt: Let’s head down the grav-tracks then. At least they will be easing going and are headed in the right direction. Plus they're taking us away from the waste processing area, and if we're lucky we might even find a transit car to speed us up. ::turning to the two Voth:: It is up to you whether you follow us or we go our separate ways, but if you do come with us you follow my orders. Understood?

Trashk: Listen, I’m, um… I’m going to scarper. I feel like I might not be popular right now, and it’ll be easy for me to disappear without a ****ing Starfleet detachment.

Jackson, in no condition to really do much to stop him, suppressed an indifferent shrug.  Part of him wanted answers to what he’d done and to highlight to the Voth what had gone on here, but he figured Frinn and the local authorities would have it handled. 

Falt /Lim / Braya / Frinn: Response

The group started walking given their not so friendly Voth had taken his leave.  Jackson fell in line, albeit a little slower than he’d have liked and turned to the Lieutenant. 

Tanner: Well Lieutenant, you certainly have a knack for getting into the excitement. 

The man didn’t mean to insinuate anything beyond her innate ability to attract deplorable characters. 

Braya: Response

Falt / Lim / Frinn: Response

Tanner: I’m personally keen to get onto the more structurally sound Voth ships.  ::Turning to Frinn.:: No offence. 

Falt /Lim / Braya / Frinn: Response

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Lieutenant JG Jackson Tanner

Engineering Officer

USS Eagle 

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