T20: High Law and Low Justice, Part 3

[Maerdwyn]

Julia seems not to have Ktarle's restraint, and it clearly wishing she was aboard the Dvonn. At Tomas' and Saanath's observations, she says, "What is it? What's wrong?"

 

[doghead]

Saanath pauses for a moment, looks back down the corridor and flashes a thumbs up sign at the airlock.

"Nothing. We are fine here. I just wanted to check something. We be a minute or two."

Saanath then switches off his personal comm cutting himself out of the Dvonn's system. He hails Quinn and Tomas on the suit's comm.

~assuming that they respond and have also gone local~
ooc: I think I've understood you right. Our PComm's are patched into the ships system, but not the suits.

"I think that there are enough oddities here to justify being suspicious. I think that we should agree to take no one at face value and agree on a fall back plan. In case things go pear shaped and we loose comm."

Saanath realises that he has started to perspire slightly. He lifts his arm slightly to wipe his forhead before remembering that he is wearing a suit..

 

[Watus]

OOC: Are we in the main airlock here, or is this the grapple's airlock?

 

[Maerdwyn]

ooc: you went in through the main airlock, and are now in the corridor beyond it.

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7/Trav 1: Retired Makhidkarum Vice President

Julia looks over at the other seat, where Trelene is still in the process of interpreting data, and says quietly, "What have you got there?"

Not taking looking up from her work, the luriani woman merely nods toward the sensor data.

"I'm not sure. That is what I am in the process of figuring out."

 

[Maerdwyn]

Not taking looking up from her work, the luriani woman merely nods toward the sensor data.

"I'm not sure. That is what I am in the process of figuring out."

A few seconds later, after the outer hatch of the Dvonn closes and the the team moves further into the Dvonn, those on the boats hear the conversation that follows. Julia says, "What is it? What's wrong?"

All hear Saanath's voice over the comm channel: "Nothing. We are fine here. I just wanted to check something. We be a minute or two." Then, two more clicks, followed by an excruciating silence.

"Damn! What are they doing in there? I told them to remain in--" She stops short, looking straight at Trelene, whose face has flushed a pale green, a reaction similar in a Luriani to a terran human turning white.

 

[doghead]

.... She stops short, looking straight at Trelene, whose face has flushed a pale green, a reaction similar in a Luriani to a terran human turning white.

ooc: I would just like to state for the record, before Maerdwyn pulls a great big green alien space booger out from ... well, under his hat so to speak, that Saanath has no intention of staying out of comm for any longer than it takes for ... uhh, the other two to post up.

green alien space booger <--

 

[Maerdwyn]

OOC: No, no - The green alien space booger comes in *later*

 

[Tonguez]

"I think that there are enough oddities here to justify being suspicious. I think that we should agree to take no one at face value and agree on a fall back plan. In case things go pear shaped and we loose comm."

Saanath realises that he has started to perspire slightly. He lifts his arm slightly to wipe his forhead before remembering that he is wearing a suit..

"Agreed" Tomas also switches the comms off to speak without going out over all channels "we need to treat this like a military op on a hostile ship- so Quinn your our tactical man, whats your call on the fall back plan - we dont want to be jumped by a green alien space booger do we"

 

[Guest 11456]

Trelene Scrautigue : Luriani Navy 2/Prof 7/Trav 1: Retired Makhidkarum Vice President

Trelene looks up at the captain.

"Ack! There are two small spacecraft on the far side of that asteroid."

She points to the asteroid.

"By their mass I would guess that they are fighters. They are heating up which means they will be moving most likely. If they are fighters they can get to our position really fast. It... Wait! What's this?"

The luriani woman adjusts some sensor controls quickly.

"Painting a third target moving at a high acceleration vector toward the Dvonn. It looks like a missile."

Trelene continues to adjust the sensors.