04-20-2011, 06:02 PM
OOC: Posting as Malloway
IC:
STARBASE THRINACIA
Command Deck
1953 hours
"Report on Intrusion." Steve called out, walking around the railing as he gripped it during a small shockwave. The attack on Thrinacia had luckily began to drive back with the aid from the Fleet.
"We've got 2 team of Cardassians on the Promenade, made up of about 9 officers average in each. Our teams are holding there own to a degree and it would seem Ambassador Ornixen has begun aiding one of our teams."
The Admiral raised an eyebrow slightly. "How the merry hell did he get there?" He asked aloud, not wanting an answer as he stood up properly, his eyes seeking out Connor. "Commander Blake, you have the Deck!" Steve called over above all the other reports being called amongst the teams on duty. Before anything more could be said, Steve was in the turbolift and directing it to the Promenade.
Main Promenade
1955 hours
The turbolift doors hissed open slowly, slower than usual as Steve stepped forwards to edge through keeping himself low. Power distribution, always from the turbolifts first. Damn mechanics. He thought to himself as he looked this way and that. It was oddly quiet, no activity down this end. Trust the turbolift to take him to the wrong section. Steve moved delicately across the deck, accessing a weapons locker on the far wall to the turbolift to pull out a standard Phaser Rifle. Checking the energy cell he carried on round the corner slowly, one foot edging out infront of the other as he kept his ears and eyes at full alert to any movement or noise.
Sure enough, the noise came. Disruptor fire, phaser fire, yells and commands met the Admiral's ears as he sped up, banking on towards the security forces. Luckily he was their side, and not the Cardassians. THAT would have been interesting to get around. As he stepped to the back of the group, one of the senior officers hung back from his position, keeping himself and the Admiral low. "Sir, we've got 11 of them counted, raining down fire pretty sharply. They've taken out 1 of my men," he paused, nodding to the singed corpse they had pulled out of the way. A crewman, hadnt even made Ensign. Another loss, "we've not managed any of their's as yet. However the Ambassador's aid has been a godsend."
Steve nodded. "Understood, lets see if we can get some of these guys back for our own losses." He ordered, patting the other on the shoulder as he went back to his position.
TAG: Ornixen. JP?
IC:
STARBASE THRINACIA
Command Deck
1953 hours
"Report on Intrusion." Steve called out, walking around the railing as he gripped it during a small shockwave. The attack on Thrinacia had luckily began to drive back with the aid from the Fleet.
"We've got 2 team of Cardassians on the Promenade, made up of about 9 officers average in each. Our teams are holding there own to a degree and it would seem Ambassador Ornixen has begun aiding one of our teams."
The Admiral raised an eyebrow slightly. "How the merry hell did he get there?" He asked aloud, not wanting an answer as he stood up properly, his eyes seeking out Connor. "Commander Blake, you have the Deck!" Steve called over above all the other reports being called amongst the teams on duty. Before anything more could be said, Steve was in the turbolift and directing it to the Promenade.
Main Promenade
1955 hours
The turbolift doors hissed open slowly, slower than usual as Steve stepped forwards to edge through keeping himself low. Power distribution, always from the turbolifts first. Damn mechanics. He thought to himself as he looked this way and that. It was oddly quiet, no activity down this end. Trust the turbolift to take him to the wrong section. Steve moved delicately across the deck, accessing a weapons locker on the far wall to the turbolift to pull out a standard Phaser Rifle. Checking the energy cell he carried on round the corner slowly, one foot edging out infront of the other as he kept his ears and eyes at full alert to any movement or noise.
Sure enough, the noise came. Disruptor fire, phaser fire, yells and commands met the Admiral's ears as he sped up, banking on towards the security forces. Luckily he was their side, and not the Cardassians. THAT would have been interesting to get around. As he stepped to the back of the group, one of the senior officers hung back from his position, keeping himself and the Admiral low. "Sir, we've got 11 of them counted, raining down fire pretty sharply. They've taken out 1 of my men," he paused, nodding to the singed corpse they had pulled out of the way. A crewman, hadnt even made Ensign. Another loss, "we've not managed any of their's as yet. However the Ambassador's aid has been a godsend."
Steve nodded. "Understood, lets see if we can get some of these guys back for our own losses." He ordered, patting the other on the shoulder as he went back to his position.
TAG: Ornixen. JP?
Admiral Steve Malloway
Commanding Officer, USS Eagle
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Training and Personnel Developments Director, and Internal Verifier
Commanding Officer, USS Eagle
Joint Fleet Commanding Officer, Starfleet Strategic Response Fleet
Training and Personnel Developments Director, and Internal Verifier