((Walter Schirra Interior ))
SHRYKER: Everyone ok? Hard time for my first day back. ::Jade looked over her
shoulder, as blood trickled down her forehead.::
KELLS: That's absolutely true. Ensign?
SAHRIV: R?
KELLS: Well, since our landing wasn't quite as bad as I would've thought --
well done, Jade -- I'm going to modify the plan somewhat. Ensign, will you grab
the medkit? I'm going to try and contact the away team, if you could see to Lieutenant
Shryker's laceration.
SHRYKER: Is ok, I will survive.
SAHRIV: R?
::Sahriv went to Jade’s side, but despite the free bleeding from her forehead, stubborn
as ever she went ahead and accessed the shuttle controls anyway. Meanwhiel,
Captain Kells tapped both his comm badge and the shuttle's comm system.:
KELLS: =/\= Kells to Ross and away team. =/\=
ROSS / AWAY TEAM: =/\= ?
KELLS: =/\= We've just arrived on the planet's surface in the Walter Schirra.
How can we assist? =/\=
::Jade heard the familiar voice of Commander Rahman, but she sounded under
stress.::
Rahman: =/\= Captain, we need an emergency beam out now to the surface! =/\
ROSS / AWAY TEAM: =/\= ?
KELLS: Lieutenant, Ensign, how are the transporters and sensors? Can we pinpoint
the away team and beam them to the shuttle?
::Jade checked her console again as Ensign Sahriv fixed the cut on her
forehead.::
SHRYKER: Yes Sir, I think I can. Locking on them now.
SAHRIV: ?
KELLS: Good. Prepare to do so.
SHRYKER: Yes Sir. ::Jade got the lock and waited for her Captain to give the
final command. All the time, her head was starting to hurt, not just from the
cut, but inside. She was getting one heck of headache.::
KELLS / SAHRIV: R?
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