Ensign Mi'shune sh'Sonora - Ensign Bingo: CHRLI-Horsin' Around
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sh’Sonora: At this point, I’ll try anything short of flushing it out into space.
A’Mayri: ::eyes flickering between the group, hallway and the heavy shelf:: We will have to consider both vertical and adjacent horizontal running Jeffires tubes.
A’Mayri: ::gaze to Tori and Mi’shune again:: Seeing that CHRLI has seen you both push forward directly, it may be advisable that Ensign Bryce and myself to tackle the Jeffries tubes to allow you both to tactically preserve your energy and use your tricorders to redirect it.
Ysatch: I'm on a pretty big losing streak on the catching CHRLI department and I left my lasso in the quarters. sh'Sonora, how about you take the horizontal tubes?
sh’Sonora: ::Looks up, forlorn, at the vertical tubes.:: Beats climbing, and I’m the smallest person you all have. Okay, I’ll get in the jeffries tubes and try to herd CHRLI towards us.
A’Mayri: ::small nod towards Bryce:: If we continue with this plan, I would prefer to tackle the vertical tubing to drop down over the meeting sight for trapping precaution ::reaches over to pick up the shelf again.::
Ysatch: Right, if sh'Sonora and I can trap it between us, you can come down on its head like a mousetrap. ::pauses and rethinks:: A humane one.
Mi’shune, after dashing after the creature, was less keen on humanity, but she took a deep breath to steady her heart and salve her pride.
sh’Sonora: Alright. I don’t want to fail the Ensign Bingo by doing something terrible to it. We’ll corner it, see if we can get it to come with us. And if not… net ‘em.
Ysatch/Bryce: ?
A’Mayri visually scanned the compartment designation over the nearest door, took note of the general location of the space then back toward her team before she shifted the shelf onto her shoulder, hand tight against to handle to keep it slung over her back like a burplap sack.
A’Mayri: Please remember to prioritize your safety as often as possible. My comms will be open and location available to you all.
Ysatch: Right, let's keep an open channel.
sh’Sonora: ::Nods affirmative, eyes, and antennae included.:: Channel Six. Don’t want any senior officers eavesdropping on us.
Right, yes. This was the real fleet, real actions will have real consequences. No matter the situation, it was somewhat comforting to know that all the ensigns were able to work together. It felt like a good moment to finally get to know her peers through experience rather than long paced introductions that required social tact. She could only hope that the others felt the same or somewhat similar sentiments.
A’Mayri: ::small pause before she moves to start ascending:: This almost feels like a tactical maneuvering and recovery drill we all completed back at the academy. Although inconvenient, I am relieved to have you all through this endeavor.
A’Mayri: ::small pause before she moves to start ascending:: This almost feels like a tactical maneuvering and recovery drill we all completed back at the academy. Although inconvenient, I am relieved to have you all through this endeavor.
sh’Sonora: ::Lets out an amused exhalation.:: You know, come to think of it, this really is one of those ‘the friends you make along the way’ kind of situations, don’t you think? I mean, look at the Ensign Bingo. It’s all nonsensical tasks, but tasks that are textbook team-building exercises. Whoever came up with this idea knew what they were doing.
Ysatch: ::grinning:: Great to be working with you again.
As his fellow ensigns disappeared into the hatch, he then turned to face his foe.
Ysatch: Alright buddy, just you and me now. =/\= Ysatch to A'Mayri and sh'Sonora. The deck layout says there's a t junction ahead that branches inward to the left and spaceward to the right. I'm gonna try and push him spaceward. =/\=
sh’Sonora: =/\=Roger that. I’ll cut him off there.=/\=
A'Mayri:
Before CHRLI could consider why it's pursuers had paused for much longer, Ysatch surged forward, hugging the left side of the wall. The metal ball scurried off, taking the right junction as he had hoped.
Ysatch: =/\= He went right! Gonna keep pushing him that way! =/\=
sh’Sonora: =/\=Scramble scramble scramble!=/\=
Unable to dash in the tubes, she crawled on all fours as fast as she could, navigating the tubes as much by feel as it was by sight and sound. For an Andorian, the close proximity of the jeffries tubes were not as home as the rocky warrens of an Andorian underground hab-block, but it was close. She made rapid time through the jeffries tubes, her tricorder, tracking the creature closer.
A'Mayri: ?
He continued his pursuit. It did seem CHRLI was indeed choosing his direction based on where in the hallway, so Tori kept baiting him in that direction.
Ysatch: =/\= Still going right! I didn't lose you, did I? Tell me when to stop! =/\=
sh'Sonora: =/\=I’m herding it! I can hear it on the other side of the tubes!=/\=
A'Mayri: ?
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Ensign Mi’shune sh’Sonora
Helm Officer
Starbase 118 - Ops Department
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