Lieutenant (JG) Thea Kairis - What's Life Without Complications?
Quinn Reynolds
((Power Plant, Gibaria Outpost))
Nkai: =/\= ...was clear, we have to limit how many personnel beam down. With everything that's going on, we don't know when we can beam anyone back up. =/\=
Thea exhaled a deep breath, looking back toward her team. Nguyễn was slumped against the wall, his breathing shallow and skin pallid. Drasa wasn't in much better shape, her blue skin closer to arctic than its usual cobalt. Their newest addition, Nalgaro, a young Iridian man barely a month out of the technical school on Mars, was uninjured but looked as though he was ready to pass out any second.
The emergency lighting buzzed and flickered, bathing the corridor in ominous red, and she glanced back down the corridor. Smoke curled in tendrils around the light fixtures, the lingering aftermath of the explosion that nearly took out an entire engineering team. Sheer dumb luck was the only reason she was still on her feet.
Kairis: =/\= I know, sir. But my team's injured, and it's a mess down here. Whatever they've been doing upstairs, it's not been with reactor safety in mind. =/\=
Nkai: =/\= Yeah, okay. I'll see what I can do. Hang in there. =/\=
The comm channel closed, and Thea returned to her team. There wasn't much she could do for them she hadn't already done; the first aid she'd already provided was the limit of her medical expertise. But she checked their vitals as best she could, if only to offer some reassurance.
Time passed in a crawl, though the readout on her tricorder insisted it was barely a handful of minutes. The hum of a transporter beam broke through, and the Romulan medic from sickbay displaced her with a soft word and a gentle smile, immediately able to render more care than she was capable of.
As she stepped back, she noticed two more officers. A lieutenant commander with fiery red hair and the red shoulders of a mission specialist, and a tall lieutenant who sported the same uniform colours as Thea herself.
Kairis: Oh— ::She looked between the two of them.:: Hello, sirs. You've been redeployed to my..? ::She paused, uncertain.:: Is it my team anymore?
Sevo / zh'Tisav: Response
Kairis: Well, the main reactor is unstable, presumably because of whatever's going on with the gate upstairs. We're supposed to bring it back to safe operation or shut it down and bring the backups online. But—::she shone her torch down the corridor, revealing a sparking mangle of rubble and twisted metal::—there was a power surge and the distribution trunk overloaded. That left most of my team injured and collapsed the main access route.
Sevo / zh'Tisav: Response
Kairis: We weren't down here long, but not much matches up to the schematics. It looks like they've completely overhauled the power systems and layout since building this place. I guess when they shifted away from studying sturdy bugs to burrowing into alternate dimensions.
Sevo / zh'Tisav: Response
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Engineer (Damage Control)
USS Gorkon
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Commanding Officer
USS Gorkon
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