[USS Falcon] Healing and KNowing - Speculating
LT Syvek
Location: Gryphon
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Tag: Orion / Any
D�ghor and his crew were doing as promise every Breen that got in their way they would cut down or blast with their weapons. They were soon running past Merak at the bottom of the ramp they ran past him and up the ramp a few staying next to him providing cover fire for Mac and Orion.
�Sir, we need to get out of here,� she nodded towards Merak standing at the ramp and began to run towards him.
�Not till I know all my people are here.� He barked not looking at her.
He was clearly pissed that the simple extraction mission had turned into a giant fur ball. One of the Klingons with him took a shot in his shoulder. He looked to the other and barked orders to get him inside.
�Come on Syvek get the Vulcan ass moving.� He yelled taking down another Breen the was about to shot him in the back.
He pushed him and the last Romulan up the ramp taking a few more shots before running up the ramp himself. Just as he turns he feels a hot burning sensation on his lower right side. Merak pays it no mind and runs up the ramp hitting the closed button as he goes.
Emma raised the ratchet as people began to run inside, but lowered it when she saw that some of them wore Starfleet uniforms. They looked to be in bad shape and must have been the ones her dad said they were going to rescue. She started to stand and remembered that Merak had said to stay down behind the seat. Firing was still going on outside, so maybe it wasn�t safe yet. She peeked around the seat and saw Lieutenant Syvek, but no Mac.
�Mr. Syvek,� she whispered then waved to get his attention. When that didn�t work, she shouted. �MR SYVEK!�
Recognizing the voice before seeing the child, Syvek was relieved he hadn't automatically pulled his weapon back up and frightened her. He pushed the Romulan towards the seats further forward and away from Emma on reflex - his comrades could take him in hand from here. The Vulcan stood sideways on so he could see both the little girl and their guests and there was no further hostage situation to worry about.
"You stay behind there!" he ordered her, moving towards the hatchway and observing the battle.
�Where are Mac and Mr. Orion? Didn�t they come with you?�
"They're rather busy with the marines," he responded. Syvek knew Emma was an intelligent child, but how much she could know about the mission? Neither did it seem wise to say they were engaged with the enemy as children of any race could be headstrong, and he would be more useful in assisting with further trouble than restraining a child determined to go 'save' her friends. "They'll be along in a minute," he assured (for better or worse). "I owe Mr. Orion a drink and I have no doubt Cmd. MacCristen will want to make sure I deliver."
�Emma strap yourself in we are out of here.� Merak say running past her and Syvek. He jumps in the pilot�s seat and flips on the intercom. �Ladies this is you captain speaking please strap yourself in because it going to be a bumpy ride.� HE said turning off the comm and punching the throttle.
Gryphon lurched into the air, Merak at the controls feeling a few hit of ground fire paid them no mind. He only concern was getting his people back home unharmed. The burning in his side was getting worse but Merak ignored it, he people where important right now not him. They cleared the planet atmosphere and could see Falcon waiting for them in orbit, she was sitting there like a beacon. She had a few scorch marks on her but other than that she was ready to take them home.
�Can someone take over?� Merak said feeling a little light headed.
�Orion!� Mac nodded to the Klingon while she tried unsuccessfully to stop Merak�s fall.
�Already on it, sir.� He was out of his own seat and at the controls before even he realized what was going on.
�Thanks.� He said before passing out and falling out of the chair leaving a streak of blood on the back of the seat.
�DAD!� Emma shouted and struggled to get through the adults.
He can barely hear the scream of his daughter as he collapses to the deck of the cabin. He back covered in blood; the burning he felt was a stray shot hitting him in his lower side. He had thought nothing of it only worrying about getting his people out of there, so it was not until they were safe that he realized he had been hit.
�Orion, take the controls,� Siobhan ripped the helmet from her head, tossed it aside, and knelt beside Merak. �Niko, help me,� she ordered, her voice shaking slightly as she ripped open Merak�s suit. �Merak, can you hear me?�
�Let me see,� Nikito flipped open the medkit, took out his tricorder, and scanned Merak. His brow furrowed.
�What?� Siobhan asked and took a weeping Emma into her arms. She felt the child�s body shiver as she cried.
He stared at the readings a moment more before shaking his head. �Nothing � must be a malfunction in the tricorder,� he replied absently and tapped his commbadge. �Falcon, four to beam up directly sickbay, immediately.�
Deep inside him, the passengers already started working on repairing the damage but they were still unskilled at making repair to the human body, being never designed for something like that. Yet they did their best to stop what bleeding they could.
�Merak, don�t you dare leave me.� Siobhan yelled at him in her mind and reached out to grasp his hand. She had never been one to show her emotions, something Merak had chastised her for many times, and now she wished more than ever that she could show him how she felt.
�Hang on kids we�re going home.� Orion called back to the marines still inside the Gryphon, as he punched it towards Falcon and his injured captain.
Syvek stood out of the way of the four of them; being a field medic generally relied on the problem being obvious, and the injury wasn't bleeding enough for him to be confident that he was right - not with human physiology, anyway.
One of the Romulans stood and leaned over the back of the chair to speak to one of his comrades.
"Sit!" he barked, as he moved towards the front of the shuttle. Unarmed and worse for wear, they probably didn't pose much of a threat and the Romulan obeyed with a startled glare at him, but Syvek was not about to let them cause problems or increase the tension among the tired marines and rescue party. In fact, he wasn't really sure who was in charge, now - he was third in command of Falcon, but certainly much below that so far as this mission was concerned.
The Vulcan stood behind Orion, and speculated quietly. "I see four realistic reasons why the Breen were so ready for us," he mentioned. Actually, he had thought of seventeen, but the probabilities assigned to thirteen were so small as to render them superfluous. "They knew we would attempt rescue; they believed the Romulans would attempt rescue; the Klingons would attempt rescue... or that a fourth party would would attempt a further abduction. I would pay good money to know which is right, and how the Breen obtained the information."
Tag Orion / Any