Lt JG Korras - Percusive Maintenance
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(( Corridors, Deck 1, Main Compartment, DS33
Explosions went off down the corridor. Fortunately, they did not seem to be aimed at them. They had enough to deal with as it was.
Raga: =/= Damn, they just overran the position by the starboard stairs with plasma grenades. Secondary lines watch your flank. Kiran, we’re being pincered. If you’re going to push that airlock, we may not be able to cover you. =/=
T’Fearne/Valo: Response
He had had to choose between a phaser rifle and the bat’leth as he went into the crawlspace, as taking both would not have fit easily, and he was far more certain of his skill with the latter. Now, after the initial fight, he lacked the means to fire back. Fortunately, the NCO noticed, and handed him a phaser. Sheathing his Bat’leth on his back, he took the offered phaser, nodding his thanks.
Kiran: =/= We can hold here for the time being, commander, but we’ll need to rush that airlock sooner rather than later. =/=
Korras: We can take some heat off them by attacking.
As if on queue, Kiran started firing on them. Korras joined in, and the fire from the unexpected angle definitely got their attention. One Sheliak was hit as he was about to throw a grenade, and before he knew it, Korras was being pushed to the ground, as the grenade set off a chain event. A Tholian exploded, adding to the blast.
Raga: Valo, cover the left corridor but stay on the right side of our hallway. Like I’m doing on my side. This will keep you safe from fire down the opposite side, but you’re more exposed to the one you’re firing at.
T’Fearne/Valo: Response
Kiran got off him, and into cover, and waved him over. Korras rolled to get out of view of the alliance forces, and got up.
Kiran: Look, someone is making a ruckus on the other end of this, and it’s distracting them. I saw that we used that to our advantage and pushed the airlock. If we can reverse this on them and shove them in it, instead of air-locking the entire deck, just the remaining Alliance forces.
Korras: Agreed, right now is a good time to ruin their day.
An unfamiliar voice rang out, as their combadges came to life.
Nicholotti: =/= To all Lattice Alliance ships and forces; you have picked the wrong day and the wrong people to bring this fight to. You have ten minutes to withdraw, or I will take care of that for you. Your time starts now. =/=
Raga: =/= Raga to all teams, the Excalibur is here. Help is here. Hold the Line! We are not losing this day. =/=
T’Fearne/Valo: Response
Kiran:::smiling at Korras:: Well, I’ll be a Prophet's uncle; the backup has arrived.
Korras: pe'vIl Supaw'jaj ((OOC: A Klingon greeting, welcoming a group to an event))
They started firing into the Alliance forces again, and this time, it had the effect of disturbing a nest of Targ, and they started attacking with everything and everything they had. Kiran got down on a knee and started firing from there, and Korras remained upright, firing over his head.
They were still far away enough that they were out of reach of their grenades, but that would not last for long. They needed to start moving forward, and get them closer to the airlock. Taking advantage of a brief lull in the fire coming their way, Korras rushed forward to the next bulkhead. One bulkhead at a time was not fast going, but still it beat going backwards.
Raga: We’ve got one flash grenade left. Valo, when I give the order, toss it behind you down the right corridor as far as you can.
Valo: Response
Raga: =/= Raga to Kiran, they’ve overrun part of our lines and are pushing up the starboard stairwell. They’re trying to set up another disruptor cannon. I think there’s another team harassing the Alliance by the airlock; someone got behind their lines other than you. Might be a good idea for you and the Klingon to push now. I’m about to give their friends an isomagnetic greeting. =/= ::he looked at Valo and nodded:: Now, Ensign!
T’Fearne/Valo: Response
Kiran: =/= Aye, saw that. We would use them as a distraction, but from here, it looks like you brought a big toy to the party. And yes, we’re pushing now.=/= ::tapping his combadge to close the channel:: Time to go Ensign.
Rork motioned Korras to follow him.
Korras: Lead the way.
From the side of Raga, a large purple energy bolt took out a sizeable chunk of Alliance troops. More and more, the herd was being thinned. For the first time, Korras was starting to expect to live through the day after all.
Raga: =/= Delta and Tau teams move, retake the starboard stairs and hold the line. =/=
Delta Lead: =/= Copy, Commander. =/=
Tau Lead: =/= Aye, sir. =/=
The Alliance troops facing them were now being pincered between two groups of defenders, and it was the perfect time to get them out of the way.
Korras: I do not think we will get a better chance then now.
Raga/Valo/T’Fearne/: Response
Kiran: =/=Thanks for the help, ex-oh; we have them on the back foot. We need to keep pushing them; I’m going to make a play for the control panel to open the outer door...=/=
The NCO gave him a sign that he did not recognize, two fingers moving away from his head, and rushed towards the control panel. Korras made sure to keep the fire up, moving slightly out of cover, to make himself a more tempting target.
Korras: I will hold them down.
Raga/Valo/T’Fearne: Response
Kiran fired once more, which again took out more enemies in a chain reaction, and started working on the panel.
Korras: At this rate, they are taking out more of their own then we are.
Raga/Valo/T’Fearne: Response
He saw him pull something out of his belt, and plugging it into the wall. After some more work he could not see, the door opened reluctantly, and stopped halfway through.
Kiran: =/= Hey, ex-oh, we’ve got an issue. The door is stuck, Any ideas?=/=
From his viewpoint, Korras could see what the issue was. The door was bent just enough to stop it from opening further.
Korras: Percussive maintenance.
He looked around, and saw a piece of Tholian exoskeleton that might do the trick, a part of metal that would have once been attached to a leg, with part of the mechanics around the knee still attached. It would work as an improvised hammer. He stuck the phaser in his belt, and picked up the piece.
Raga/Valo/T’Fearne/Kiran: Response
Response: Cover me?
Raga/Valo/T’Fearne/Kiran: Response
The rate of fire had lessened enough by now that it was doable to squeeze through the half opened door. He quickly aimed the improvised hammer/maul at the dent, and slammed it into the door. After two repeats, the dent had been pushed out enough that the door screeched open, metal grinding against metal.
Wasting no time in the open, he dashed out again. He felt a burning sensation as a bolt of energy nearly missed him, just barely clipping his shoulder. He grimaced as he got back into cover, briefly testing his arm. Everything still seemed to work, and he was not out yet.
Korras: We are ready.
Raga/Valo/T’Fearne/Kiran: Response
TAGS/TBC
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Lieutenant Junior Grade Korras
Ops Officer
Starbase 118 Ops
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