Lieutenant JG Renaie Shortrith - A Solid Form Of Escape
Renaie Shortrith
((Reactor Dome, Moon Sigma, Ross 580 System))
Zh'taan: I… I’m detecting them as well. ::Attempts further adjustments:: They appear to be heading toward Commander Tucker’s team…
Shortrith: I'm seeing that too.
Renaie exhaled and gestured to a different direction which appeared to be safer.
Shortrith: What about this way?
Esot: Although it will take us longer to connect with Commander Tucker's team, this way should provide us better cover and decreased chances of encountering one of the Tholians. ::a beat:: There is a much higher concentration of Sencha-wave radiation, however.
Zh'taan: Understood…
Shortrith: It'll probably be best to go that way. But keep your guard up and prepare for the worst.
Renaie followed Esot's path, tense.
Zh'taan: ::studying his tricorder readings:: We are getting closer to the radiation source.
Shortrith: This whole dome is a radiation source.
Esot: Both statements are correct - it appears the closer we come to the coolant pump room, the greater the radiation levels rise. That fits what we know about the cooling system. So long as we limit the length of our exposure, we should not be in great danger.
Renaie felt a slight tingle, most likely from the radiation, but they had no choice but to move forward.
Zh'taan: Still… no Tholian life signs, but we are fully entering the most heavily irradiated zone. An EV suit would not have been unwelcome… ::He lifts his head from the tricorder:: How are you holding up?
oO You just mentioned you saw the life signs?? Oo
Shortrith: Hold on - you said you could see tholians on the scans but you can't anymore?
Esot: This doesn't make any sense.
The group moved forward, stopping when the newest science officer stopped.
Zh'taan: I’m detecting Tholian life signs on all sides — are you picking that up too?!
Esot: The closer we get to the radiation source, the more difficult it is for our tricorders to correctly identify any lifesigns. ::thoughtful:: Not to mention the temporal effect caused by the radiation. I believe we are seeing the ghosts of past, present, and future Tholians - but the same small group. Our tricorders may no longer be entirely reliable.
Shortrith: Ensign Esot said that she had seen the Tholians on the scans… I'm confused. Did they disappear from the tricorder even though we didn't move?
Esot: The closer we get to the radiation source, the more difficult it is for our tricorders to correctly identify any lifesigns. ::thoughtful:: Not to mention the temporal effect caused by the radiation. I believe we are seeing the ghosts of past, present, and future Tholians - but the same small group. Our tricorders may no longer be entirely reliable.
Zh'taan: Response
Shortrith: Okay, now that we're on the same page - let's be cautious and meet up with the others.
Esot: Our senses should still be trustworthy, at least for the time being. The both of you should adjust your tricorder reading to focus on Commander Tucker's combadge and filter out any lifesigns. That should limit our confusion.
Renaie nodded, making said adjustments to their tricorder.
Zh'taan: Response
Renaie continued walking and then paused, picking up something with their tricorder.
Shortrith: What's this - are you guys picking this up?
Esot's eyebrows raised in surprise as she looked at her tricorder.
Esot: I believe you may have discovered a transporter room, Lieutenant. Which would be quite the boon, as we will soon require a quick exit.
oO Oh thank the stars. Oo
Shortrith: Sounds like we will indeed.
Zh'taan: Response
Moving to the corner, she peeked around the edge just to be sure there were no Tholians in the hall, then sidled along the wall to the doorway. The controls didn't respond.
Renaie watched hopefully as Esot attempted to open the doorway, but frowned as it didn't open.
Esot: This room is either locked or the radiation levels are having an adverse effect on the controls. I may be able to 'hack' through it, given enough time.
Shortrith: I'll assist where I can.
Zh'taan: Response
When Esot connected her tricorder to the terminal, Renaie did the same, in an attempt to boost the signal.
Esot: Commander Tucker's team is much closer now - it looks like they've gone down a level as well. I would suggest–
A crimson beam sliced through the air, missing their group entirely but gouging out a small line into the wall behind them. Renaie swore in Klingon under their breath.
Esot: We're not alone. I need cover to get this door open.
Shortrith: ::to Zh'taan:: Could you do it, please? I can't, it would go against my Oath to do so.
oO It's my duty to do no harm, and to heal the sick and injured. Oo
Zh'taan: Response
Renaie was now focused on helping Esot open the door.
Shortrith: It looks like we're almost there…
Esot/Zh'taan: Response
A small flurry of beeps and chirps emanated from the control panel, and the door slid open.
Shortrith: We've got it! Get in!
Esot/Zh'taan: Response
After the last member of the trio got in and the door slid shut, Renaie let out a breath they didn't know they were holding.
Shortrith: We should be safe here. =/\= Shortrith to Tucker. We're in a transporter room about one level above you. Any way you can get up here? =/\=
Tucker/Esot/Zh'taan: Response
For all intents and purposes, it was a solid way out.
[Tags/TBC]Lieutenant JG Renaie Shortrith, MD
Acting Chief Medical Officer
USS Ronin
They/Them (Player and character)
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