WO1 Shevon Sherlock - What Now?

[Aine Sherlock]

((Deck A, USS ‘Oumuamua))

Herrick: =/\= Acknowledged, wish us luck! =/\=

Shevon tapped her badge. She knew she'd have to work on that whole communications thing. But it was the first time she'd used one in an emergency situation. She looked over at Herrick and began nodding enthusiastically as the nervousness began to include excitement. The turbolift soon came to a stop and the doors opened.

S. Sherlock: Right, but, um ::beat:: where do I do that?

((Deck D, USS Oumuamua))

Herrick: ::stepping out of the turbolift:: Luckily, it’s only a few steps in this direction. It’s a joint-custody lockout, so both of us need to engage the actuator at the same time.

Shevon gave Herrick a pair of thumbs up and followed him down the corridor near one of the VIP quarters, she knew as they were clearly marked...possibly to make the person who occupied them feel very important.

S. Sherlock: So, uh, maybe not the time, but why are the VIP quarters here?

Herrick: Maybe in case the commodore decided she’d have enough of a guest. ::trying to lighten the situation:: Detach them and warp off. =/\= Herrick here, it's go time. =/\=

Shevon gave a little giggle at the idea of a Flag Officer suddenly deciding to jettison an annoying guest on their ship.

S. Sherlock: =/\= We're gaining access now. =/\=

Rouiancet: =/\= This is Rouiancet. Standing by with support as needed. =/\=

Arlill / Nilsen: Response

Shevon watched as Herrick had removed the panel and she quickly followed suit. Behind the panel was a pair of handles, similar to those that were used to override doors. She grasped both firmly, waiting for his signal.

Herrick: =/\= Computer, override pod release lockout, authorization Herrick-Gamma-One.

Computer: =/\= Authorization Denied. =/\=

Shevon's head tilted as she gave him a "what the hell" look. Surely the computer couldn't be acting up...now? She wasn't even a member of this ship and now, she might die on it.

Herrick: Er… Authorization Herrick-Beta-Two? ::looking to Shevon with an apologetic smile:: Recent promotion…still sinking in.

Computer: =/\= Authorization Granted. Proceed when ready. =/\=

S. Sherlock: ::smiling while shaking her head:: =/\= Ok ::beat, as she realized she couldn't remember anyone's name:: people ::beat:: We're ready now. =/\=

Rouiancet: =/\= Still looking acceptable from down here, but hurry, please. =/\=

Arlill / Nilsen: Response

Herrick: Here goes nothing… on three... One, two, three…

Shevon gave the pair of handles a hard tug and both pivoted towards her. There was a loud metallic thud and the pod shook. But not like from the explosions, much gentler. But she knew this wasn't over because, well, they were still in the pod.

S. Sherlock:: =/\= I think it worked! =/\=

Arlill / Nilsen: =/\= Responses =/\=

Rouiancet: =/\= Confirmed. Separation has occurred. =/\=

Herrick: response

S. Sherlock: =/\= Ummm ::beat:: not to make anyone worry, but, uh, we're still in the pod. =/\=

Arlill / Nilsen: =/\= Responses =/\=

S. Sherlock: =/\= Oh! Ok! Um, do we have to do anything? =/\=

Herrick/Rouiancet/Arlill/Nilsen: =/\= response =/\=

tags/TBC

Warrant Officer Shevon Sherlock
Engineering Technician
Between Jobs
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