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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shadowdancer" data-source="post: 1754806" data-attributes="member: 515">Vargas deftly flips the Bray Keaven and accelerates on an intercept course towards the stricken Oser while Kevon attempts to contact any IN vessels within range. A few moments after the initial message, he receives a response: "Bray Keaven, this is RA-133. I’m not going to be much help (being just a modular cutter with a full cargo load), but I will relay your message to Sentry Navy. Please stand by." -----About 10 minutes later, the Bray Keaven receives a hail from RA-133: "Bray Keaven, this is RA-133. The SNS Fallow’s Knife is getting underway shortly. They ask that you assist the Oser until they arrive. ETA is two hours. RA-133 out."-----Vargas contacts the Oser and receives a reply. "Thank the Most Benevolent One! We’ve got two critically injured crew. Mark and Koolishu were in the cargo bay when something exploded, and they’re pretty badly burned on most of their bodies and have some shrapnel wounds. Joa is dead. Eric has some minor burns on his arms but he’s OK. I think that I’m the only uninjured one since I was on the bridge. Please hurry." -----Vasilii informs Swann of his discovery in Aidan’s cargo and distributes a snub pistol to him as well as grabs one for himself. He then heads up to the lounge to talk to Ian. -----Ian opens a shipwide channel. "This is Ian. Swann, Vasilii, once we dock I will need your services. I plan to board the ship with Doc. I would like one of you to accomany me and the other to stand guard at the airlock. Any other suggestions?" Ian silently wishes Darishun was still on board — nice intimidator! -----In the lounge, Saro heads downstairs to prepare what he can in the adhoc sickbay. Aidan attempts to follow, but he is stopped by Ian who gently asks him to remain in the lounge. Ian does go to his cabin to put on his reflec and vacc suit as well as grab his gauss pistol. Vasilii follows Ian into his cabin and tells Ian of his discovery behind closed doors. "So, Mr. Silver is transporting old electronic equipment. And this is a concern? Am I missing something here?" Vasilii explains that if the Oser’s Signal GK is a ruse being used by pirates to get aboard the Bray Keaven, the electronics parts cargo could be a cover to get an accomplice on board who would then be in a position to help take over the Bray Keaven. Both then return to the lounge to watch Aidan.-----Martha checks her systems and runs some quick calculations. The Bray Keaven will probably be just outside the 100–planetary diameter limit when she meets the Oser, so jumping in a hurry shouldn't be too much of a problem. Arriving at a high velocity makes Martha a little nervous, but it's better than being snagged by pirates. -----After the status if the injured crew is relayed to Saro, he quickly gathers equipment and treatments for burns, and sets out the items he’ll need to treat internal trauma. When he has done as much as possible to ready the sickbay, he grabs a medkit with hopefully enough supplies to stabilize the two worst crewmembers in order to ferry aboard the Keavon for more extensive treatment. After Saro dons his vacc suit, he heads to the airlock with medkit in hand, ready to move aboard the crippled Oser as soon as docking is complete. -----In the lounge, Mr. Silver becomes a little peeved when told he can’t leave to go watch from the bridge. "Come now, Mr. McConnell. Might I return to my room for my vacc suit? I will then be happy to return to and stay in the lounge. This intercept sounds rather dangerous, though, and I’m loath to not have some minim of protection." "Mr. Silver, by all means go don your vacc suit and return to the lounge. I would not deny you your last defense against space and it's denizens. You may keep tabs on the situation through the ship’s comm." "Much obliged, Mr. McConnell, and please, if any assistance is needed I do have some minor facility with ship’s weaponry. And my own personal arms of course. Or, if you need something more dangerous, I am a lawyer as well." Ian opens a channel to the bridge. "Vargas, Ian here, just wanted to remind you to initiate the anti-hijacking program before we dock. By the way, which airlock are we gonna use to dock?" -----Martha wears her vacc suit, helmet on. She takes a few moments to retrieve her snub pistol and load it with standard rounds, then resumes her work in engineering. -----Between calls, Kevon hops across to the port side to retrieve his laser pistol from his cabin, then returns to the bridge. "Mr. Vargas, can we lock the bridge down entirely? I want to make sure we have a little extra time if this goes south," the commander asks as he straps himself back in and starts to check the standard deck plans for a Hullen-class starship. "That dorsal turret of theirs makes me a little nervous; can you keep us on their ventral until we’re ready to dock?" "No problem, commadore. The bridge will be locked and I’ll keep us away from that turret. Now, which ’lock do we want to use? I say port because it makes it more difficult to rush the bridge, but maybe someone else has an idea worth sharing." "Don’t promote me just yet, Mr. Vargas," Kevon quips, a wry smile on his face. "I’m not ready for the admiralty." Flipping on the internal comms switch, Kevon adds, "We’re inbound folks; Mr. Vargas suggests going in on the port side to keep the bridge as far as possible from any incident. Thoughts, ideas?" -----"Sounds good. I've got green lights on both M- and J-drives, and am monitoring internal security, in case we have to play with the plating again," Martha says with a smile. -----Swann flips on his comm unit. "Port is probably the best way to go. If it is an emergency, they are closer to the sick bay. If not, the only thing in danger is Mr. Holland’s cabin." Swann chuckles and goes back to studying the surrounding space with the turret’s targeting sensors. -----"Fine by me," Ian replies open channel as he heads toward the port airlock. "I will be stationed at the port airlock. All crew not performing critical duties please meet me there with weapons of choice." -----After listening to the crew’s confirmation of Emile’s suggestion, Kevon taps the comm closed. "Port side it is," he says. "I’ll keep an eye on the Oser as we maneuver." Kevon scans the Oser, attempting to glean everything he can out of the other vessel. -----About 30 minutes later, the Bray Keaven is closing on the Oser fairly quickly. There doesn’t appear to be any external damage or atmosphere leakage, but the Oser is tumbling and its drives appear to be out. The Oser is a 100 dTon Hullen–class scout/courier, and she appears to be a standard type except for the fact that she is armed with a triple combo turret (one laser of some sort, one missile launcher, and one sandcaster). Docking with the rotation may be a little tricky, but nothing beyond Vargas’ abilities. -----As they close within 10 km of the stricken scout/courier, Vargas raises the scout/courier again: "Bray Keaven to Oser, we’re ready to dock with you." "Thank you, Bray Keaven. Please use the port airlock. The fire is out in the cargo bay, but engineering is pretty damaged." -----Once Ian arrives at the airlock, he looks at Saro. "Well, Doc. What’cha think?" Saro turns his head to look at Ian, an anxious expression on his face. "I think we are going to be seeing Sentry again, sooner than we hoped. Be this a true emergency, or some kind of trick — where else can we go?" As he speaks to Ian, Saro absent-mindedly keeps touching and re-touching his equipment and the seals on his vacc suit. "Nothing’s every easy," he mutters to himself, sounding almost like an oft-used mantra.</blockquote>

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