T20: High Law and Low Justice, Part 3

[Maerdwyn]

OOC: There is a oxygen mask (only - no gas) sitting on the floor of beta by the top of the exploded oxygen tank (the shards of metal), and there are oxygen tanks in the three vacsuits in Beta (one on Trelene), two in a pile on the floor of the boat. There are also tanks in both Ktarle and Saanath's suits. Again, however, you only see one proper oxygen mask right here. Several more would be up by the main airlock, where the first boardings took place.

Determining the time of death requres a full round, so I need to know what you are checking/doing etc., and in what order.

 

[doghead]

Saanath does what is asked. The hanger should have oxygen masks somewhere nearby. The two tanks catch Saanaths eye. Or is there a room nearby we can repressurize in a hurry? A small room? A personal airlock?

 

[Maerdwyn]

Saanath does what is asked. The hanger should have oxygen masks somewhere nearby. The two tanks catch Saanaths eye. Or is there a room nearby we can repressurize in a hurry? A small room? A personal airlock?

Saanath sees two small lockers built into the wall on the other side of the hangar, even with the landing pad. They are not labled, however. His mind goes to the EVA (extra-vehicular activity) locker he first encountered upon---

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CRASH!

The remaining missile slams into the hangar door, but the armor apparently holds. Everyone aboard feels this, and this shaking is more violent than the last.
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---boarding the Dvonn.

 

[Orvallon]

Trelelawiero Aslan male Marine 3/Merc 4/Traveller 2

"Now, Trelelawiero," The medic too great pains to speak his name properly, "I need to tell you something. It's very important, but I thought I should tell you when I knew you could remain calm. But I need you to listen, okay?" Trel nodded. Your mate, Woleireiyeo - it was too late for her. She didn't have enough oxygen, for too long. I could not bring her back. I'm very, very sorry.

Pain..no air...sounds...

Amber eyes open suddenly. Looking around, Trel notes his surroundings, chest heaving for air. Air which doesn't come.

Calm. Live. She would want that.

He stood, shaking off the dust that coated his fur, and his clothing. His faded jacket still bore some of the insignia of the Cuirassiers. Looking around, he sees the bodies, the holoprojector, the autogalley...the doors to the staterooms.

There is no pain

He moved to the doors, opening them up.

There is no fear

Breath coming in small gaps, he went looking for any emergency cabinets, where a rescue bubble, or oxygen masks and tanks, might be found.

Only the hunter

As he looked, he planned for what to do if he found nothng. The mask he often carried might help some, in the reduced atmosphere, and it was in his stateroom...along with his mate.

and the spear

 

[Maerdwyn]

Trel almost immediately sees almost what he's looking for - a large pile of oxygen tanks and masks sitting off in the corner of the room, away from the bodies. But he realizes that they have almost certainly been exhausted, else why wouldn't these people have them. He quickly picks one up, in case he's wrong, but he is not. He sees no emergency lockers here, and the autogalley has one blinking red light labeled "Out of Service."

When he get out in the corridor, he is faced with the door to Sickbay. The staterooms are to his left (fore) and Engineering is to his right (aft). Looking towards the staterooms, he thinks he sees fresh footprints in the dust that's covered everything he's seen since waking, including himself.

 

[Orvallon]

Trel almost immediately sees almost what he's looking for - a large pile of oxygen tanks and masks sitting off in the corner of the room, away from the bodies. But he realizes that they have almost certainly been exhausted, else why wouldn't these people have them. He quickly picks one up, in case he's wrong, but he is not. He sees no emergency lockers here, and the autogalley has one blinking red light labeled "Out of Service."

When he get out in the corridor, he is faced with the door to Sickbay. The staterooms are to his left (fore) and Engineering is to his right (aft). Looking towards the staterooms, he thinks he sees fresh footprints in the dust that's covered everything he's seen since waking, including himself.

Perhaps one of the crew is in Engineering. Perhaps. Stick with the plan.

That thought uppermost in his mind, he goes to his own stateroom, and digs for his combination mask. If it's there, he'll don it, hoping the compressor can grab enough oxygen out of the rarified air to give him more time to either get to his own gear, or find some other source of oxygen.

As he searches, his eyes are constantly drawn back to his mate, but he continues on with what he has to do.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Round 2

Perhaps one of the crew is in Engineering. Perhaps. Stick with the plan.

That thought uppermost in his mind, he goes to his own stateroom, and digs for his combination mask. If it's there, he'll don it, hoping the compressor can grab enough oxygen out of the rarified air to give him more time to either get to his own gear, or find some other source of oxygen.

When Trel gets back to the stateroom, Woleireiyeo is not there, and the room looks like it's been ransacked. The dust is particulalry thick in this room, though the layer over his and his mates disturbed posessions is noticably thinner. After a quick search, he thinks, with rising panic, Everything is here, except the mask. He knows he still got his medkit on - he can activate it, or it will activate itself, in a pinch, but he knows what that much medication can do to him if taken in such a short period of time...

 

[Orvallon]

When Trel gets back to the stateroom, Woleireiyeo is not there, and the room looks like it's been ransacked. The dust is particulalry thick in this room, though the layer over his and his mates disturbed posessions is noticably thinner. After a quick search, he thinks, with rising panic, Everything is here, except the mask. He knows he still got his medkit on - he can activate it, or it will activate itself, in a pinch, but he knows what that much medication can do to him if taken in such a short period of time...

On seeing that the body is gone, both dewclaws come out, if only for a moment. The missing mask adds to the anger and fear boiling in the big Aslan's gut. Turning, he bursts out of the stateroom, and heads for Engineering. Hopefully he'll be able to find a vacc suit or something stored there.

 

[Maerdwyn]

Round 3

Trel sprints back towards engineering, stoping when he sees the security door that he might have remembered earlier if he was at 100% PulseOx. He'll need either a crew member or some other way to bypass it.

 

[Maerdwyn]

(A minute or so ago)

Vyrkris climbs back up onto the drives, and sees that Ruzz'koff has been working well while she was down below. She get set to join in on the project, asking "So, are we disconnecting the regulator and sending all the power to one drive, or getting ready to put in a new CPU?" She peers in just as the missile strikes Dvonn's hangar. Both the vargr are in a precarious position up there, but while Ruz'koff's vac suit hold him in place magnetically, Vyrkris tumble down the other side, falling down to aft, behind the drives and out of sight. Silence for a few seconds, then she comes back on the line. People can almost hear the wincing in her voice, as well as the wheeze. "I'm okay - just lost my mask for a second. and a little bruising on my side. But theres' someone down here - its a vargr in uniform, wearing a mask, and he's out cold. There's a bunch of tools and stuff too."