Lieutenant JG Renaie Shortrith - Reunion and Return
Renaie Shortrith
((Reactor Dome, Moon Sigma, Ross 580 System))
Shortrith: =/\= Just keep in mind that the crawlspace can be damaged easily, even blaster fire can break through. =/\=
oO No pressure. Oo
Kessler: =/\= Let's just make sure the Tholians get that memo as well. ::beat:: almost there. Ready gents? =/\=
Tucker: =/\= Let’s blow this taco stand. =/\=
Zh'taan: =/\= The hatch in our room is unlocked! =/\=
Esot: =/\= Excellent work, Ensign Zh'taan. Away Team One, the lock has been released on both ends - now it's up to you to get the hatch open. =/\=
Evinrude: =/\= Away Team Two, once we burn through this hatch, how long is our escape route?
Shortrith: =/\= By an estimate, the crawlspace should be approximately 100 metres. From your location, it should be a five minute crawl. =/\=
Evinrude: =/\= Things are trending positively here. I can't be completely sure, but the system is giving every indication that we've prevented a meltdown. When we get back to the ship, I'd like to keep monitoring. =/\=
Esot: =/\= I intended to do the same myself, Lieutenant. =/\=
Shortrith: =/\= It's up to you, Sir. =/\=
Esot's tricorder trilled, showing the upload was complete; the other team's work had been successful, it seemed, and they were approaching rapidly.
Zh'taan: I can see the team’s life signs in motion. They are on their way.
Renaie let out a breath they didn't know they were holding.
Kessler: Tholians approaching from above and below. Go, go....I have the rear. ::taping his coms:: =/\= Shortrith, I hope you have that transporter working. We're about to have unwanted company and I can't set this explosive off in here without killing us too. =/\=
Esot: =/\= I am working on the final uplinks now. =/\=
Shortrith: ::To Esot:: I believe in you.
The Andorian appeared to be having trouble opening the hatch.
Zh'taan: This damn hatch must not have been used in quite some time, I can’t get it open!
Renaie looked again at the hatch analytically.
Esot: There appears to be a portion of the hatch door that has bent and is holding it in place. Pulling at it appears to have made it worse.
Shortrith: Maybe if it's hit with a pulse of energy or something it'll come loose.
Zh'taan: You’re right! ::He pulled out his phaser, set it to maximum power, and aimed at the side of the hatch to try to widen the opening.:: That did it!
The offending bend apparently removed, the gap widened as Zh'taan put his weight behind it.
oO Wonderful. Oo
Tucker: =/\= Esot, Shortrith, we have personal pattern enhancers on, so if you want to beam us out, go right ahead, because we’re about to engage a group of what we think are Tholians. I think if we get closer to the topside, I can have the Sojourn beam us back.=/\=
Evinrude: =/\= It's worth it, but be aware...these pattern enhancers are going to make us stick out like a sore antenna. =/\=
Kessler: Response
Shortrith: It should not be for long, though. We're heading home soon.
oO Hopefully everything will go smoothly. Oo
Esot: =/\= Understood. I am working to add the pattern enhancers to the transporter chain. If all goes well, we will first all arrive on the Anna Pavlova. It might be a little tight for a moment, but then you can reach the Sojourn. =/\=
Renaie heard Esot's tricorder chirp as more Tholians came in. They swore under their breath in Klingon once more.
However, they exhaled and smiled as the other team drew closer.
Evinrude: =/\= New contacts...friendlies! I'm picking up the other away team! Not far ahead now. =/\=
Esot: =/\= Confirmed, we can see your team approaching now. =/\=
Shortrith: ::to themself:: Come on…
Zh'taan: =/\= Response =/\= (Optional)
Tucker/Kessler: Response
Renaie held their breath until Esot spoke again.
Esot: =/\= I have transporter lock. I'll beam your team out first, Commander, then our team will follow shortly. =/\=
Renaie exhaled, electing to not say a word. oO Ensign Esot has got this downpat. She's doing so well. Oo
Tucker/Kessler/Evinrude/Zh'taan: Response
Esot: =/\= Energizing. =/\=
Renaie made a point of crossing their fingers. It was an Earth superstition, they knew, but some humans they grew up with explained the meaning of crossing one's fingers, and they've used it ever since.
Shortrith: ::Exhaling:: Let's go.
Tucker/Kessler/Evinrude/Zh'taan: Response
Esot: =/\= Energizing for second team. =/\=
Renaie felt themself slowly dematerialise, the Lid fading from view.
Shortrith: ::to themself:: Home we go.
Tucker/Kessler/Evinrude/Zh'taan: Response
Renaie saw the Anna Pavlova flicker into view as the pulling tingling that was the transporting process subsided.
Esot: Let's get out of here. I'll send you over to the Sojourn.
Renaie smiled at the others.
Shortrith: It's good to have you with us.
Tucker/Kessler/Evinrude/Zh'taan: Response
Shortrith: ::To Esot:: You ready?
Esot/Tucker/Kessler/Evinrude/Zh'taan: Response
Once Tucker, Kessler, and Evinrude had beamed out, Renaie turned to Esot and Zh'taan.
Shortrith: I'm ready to go home, how about you?
Esot/Zh'taan: Response
The ACMO exhaled, a small smile crossing their face.
Shortrith: Let's go.
Esot/Zh'taan: Response
[Tags/TBC ((Happy for this to be end scene if needed))]Lieutenant JG Renaie Shortrith, MD
Acting Chief Medical Officer
USS Ronin
They/Them (Player and character)
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