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==[ORIGINS]USS HOOD: Assignment Mayhem== | |||
===by [[Catterick_Andy|Catterick, Andy]]=== | |||
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SD 2260.178 | |||
Steele watched as three of his team went down. It was more | |||
then he had hoped but less then he had feared. Raising his communicator | |||
he shouted “Now!” He turned and looked to his team. “Ready?” They all | |||
were. He did a mental five count. “Let’s Go!” In unison they sprang | |||
around the corridor to find the Red shirted attackers having spun around | |||
to see the rest of Gold team closing in on them from behind. Now they | |||
had Steele and the rest boxing them in. Gold team lost two more but they | |||
made quick work of the defenders. With a nod to the umpire who was | |||
diligently letting everyone know who was dead and who was injured the | |||
gold shirts headed down the corridor. When they got to the main | |||
intersection Steele turned to face them. “Alright, you all know you’re | |||
missions. Do your best to take your objectives but I’ll be happy with as | |||
much mayhem as you can muster along the way.” With a lopsided grin | |||
Steele, Ensign Campell and Crewman Saunders sprinted down the corridor | |||
and then began to climb down one of the service ladders. | |||
Steele knew that his team would eventually lose. It had too | |||
for many reason not least of which being that it would be terrible for | |||
morale if the ship was taken or even destroyed by the invading ‘Klingons’. | |||
Not that he and his team weren’t trying very hard to achieve either of | |||
those goals. But he was more interested in providing the rest of the crew | |||
the opportunity to test their skills and their ingenuity as they worked as | |||
a team to save the ship and each other. And of course Murphy’s Law would | |||
raise its ugly head and throw a few spanners into the works. But that | |||
would provide important lessons to be learned and that might be even more | |||
valuable then winning the drill. As he poked his head around the corner | |||
as they arrived at their deck he wondered what it would do to morale when | |||
the crew realized their captain had lost. He probably should have led the | |||
defenders. But where was the fun in that? | |||
On the bridge Ensign Zhukov looked down at his board as the | |||
sensor alarm flashed. The young ensign was handling the nav station much | |||
to his horror. His first time at the bridge station and it was in the | |||
middle of a drill. Weren’t new officers supposed to get the graveyard | |||
shift? “Mr. Merrick they’re back and this time there are two of them. Both | |||
D-7 class attack cruisers.” | |||
Part of the drill had been set to simulate space combat at the | |||
same time as the crew were repelling boarders. It wasn’t like the Klingons | |||
would drop their troops and slink away. | |||
Zhukov watched the view screen as the two cruisers closed in on | |||
HOOD. He could make out the battle damage that it had taken when it had | |||
snuck up on HOOD and battered her shields down enough to get boarders | |||
aboard. “They’re firing!” | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
Really enjoying the drill and looking forward to seeing who gets to kill | |||
Steele. Don’t tell anyone but he is heading for Aux Control…why else would | |||
he bring Cory? | |||
Respectfully, | |||
Andy | |||
CAPT Jack Steele | |||
CO, USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
ASR ORIGINS | |||
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