Babylon 5: Outrageous Fortune

Ashley yelps and reaches out blindly to grab onto the adjacent bulkhead as her knees wobble.

"Oh my god," she grits, cringing. "What IS that?! It's too strong...!"

Then whatever's afflicting her seems to pass. She leans against the wall though, drained.

"That was not a Markab," the telepath mutters, her eyes shut.
 

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A quiet "ching" sound is all that can be heard from Sarhat as he extends his Denn'bok in reaction to Ashley's distress. After it becomes apparent nothing is threatening them afterall he puts the weapon away again and helps the human to her feets, showing unusual compassion for him.
 

Kirth Warren

Having filled his holster with a weapon from the ship's stores, Kirth was feeling bolder than he had felt for some time. However, the putrid stench of the other vessel and the psycyic assault against Ashley and Croft seem to have quite taken the wind out of his sails again. Strangely comforted by the presence of his weapon, but frustrated by the absence of a tangible target, Kirth says, "So now what do we do?"
 

Cheshana taps at his datapad and holds up a deck plan of the ship.

"We need to find talisman," he says. "My plan think was that we need find..." he searches for the right words, "...passenger manifest. We need find crew computer, middle section, I think."

OOC: Pics will be forthcoming once I copy my graphics package across to the new computer.
 

Croft turns to Cheshana. "Is there some form of traditional greeting among your people to indicate non-aggression? To let these people know we're friendly types as opposed to your standard loot and pillage pirate types?"
 

"What people?" Ashley asks. "I thought the ship's crew was dead."

She frowns. "Still...that might explain that flood of emotions if they weren't..."
 

Kirth Warren

Cheshana taps at his datapad and holds up a deck plan of the ship.

"We need to find talisman," he says. "My plan think was that we need find..." he searches for the right words, "...passenger manifest. We need find crew computer, middle section, I think."

OOC: Pics will be forthcoming once I copy my graphics package across to the new computer.
Kirth's ears perk up noticably at the mention of an investigation involving computers. He audibly cracks his knuckles and wiggles his fingers in anticipation. "Now, there is something that I can help with!"
 

"I..." Cheshana starts to say something, then pauses, evidently reconsidering. "If we meet other Markab, I will talk them," he says eventually. "But.. I think we not meet."

You leave the airlock access corridor through a series of iris valves and hatches; some overkill in security terms. You find yourselves in a corridor lined with stateroom doors. Forward, the corridor leads to another iris valve. Aft, it turns left. All is quiet except for a faint hum of power. Lighting is dim, but apparently still functioning as normal.

"There is access to central portion, here, near engineering," says Cheshana pointing to the map. "Or here, near front of ship. Which way you think?"
 

Kirth Warren

"I have, admittedly, absolutely no prior knowledge of Markab ship architecture, but I must say that if the design were up to me, I would place the computer in the more centrally-located, well-protected position."
 

Croft looks at the row of doors between them and the hatch. "If there are dead and dying people on this ship, we may want to air on the side of caution and check these out before leaving them behind us."
 

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