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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Denobulans and Shuttlecrafts== | |||
===by Daniel Belin=== | |||
SD: 2261.023 | |||
Setting: Baggage Disbursement, Spaceport, New Detroit, somewhere high and | |||
hidden... | |||
Hemux had tried to stay out of trouble as much as she could. She had took the | |||
responsibility of liaison officer between the team and the shuttles to guide | |||
them to a proper landingpoint while she kept an eye on the battlefield from a | |||
high, well hidden spot. From time to time she had been forced to stun a Romulan | |||
that was getting to close to the captain or to Stile but most of the time she | |||
had left the fighting to the others. She was a science officer, about hundred | |||
standard years old and a lady, ergo she was not much of the fighting kind. | |||
Just as she was thinking she wouldn't have to interfere anymore she heard a | |||
grenade explode and noticed how Gar ran straight into the arms of an Andorian | |||
female. Hemux cursed as she noticed the struggle and Gar going down. Lucky for | |||
him she had been able to take her aim easy and relaxed, she was not a highly | |||
trained sniper, but with the excellent rifle she had at her disposal and at this | |||
distance Hemux could not mis. She nodded as she saw the Andorian female drop | |||
down. | |||
And to make things even better, at that moment the shuttles finally landed! In | |||
a few moments she had guided two man of the Hoods rescue team to where Gar, | |||
Sahen and the unknown female where and was helping to bring up them al up. They | |||
made sure they cuffed and secured both the Romulan defector as the unknown | |||
female into the shuttlecraft so they would not sneak out the last minute. | |||
And now, now Hemux was laying on her belly, holding a rifle aimed down while the | |||
Captain, the doctor and anyone else got up to the shuttles. She had insisted to | |||
be the last one, after all, she was old, compared to the others and Denobulans | |||
didn't cared a lot for death. Since ARr'Rhiana had been so long alone and | |||
without relatives, she had grown to be a bit fatalistic and the way the Orion | |||
guard on the Trading ship had made her confused and angry, even so much that at | |||
this moment she didn't care if she lived or died. | |||
<Adding the adjusted piece of Andies post here> | |||
Suddenly Hemux dropped the communicator and raised her rifle. Brannon groaned | |||
at the sight. The Romulans were about to burst through the doorway. Without | |||
thinking he pushed the button to close the hatch. The second the Romulans | |||
dropped the engineer he was going to push the throttle and wait for DeSimms to | |||
order them to leave. Surely he would make the call. | |||
But then that crazy Denobulan lowered hers rifle and turned to run towards the | |||
shuttle with the captain and the others just in front of her. "Holy frak we | |||
might just live!" He exclaimed to the empty shuttle compartment. Five seconds | |||
later they were clambering aboard as the shuttle doors were still sliding | |||
apart.and Brannon spoke into his mic. "HOOD we've got them! All shuttles, | |||
lifting off now! | |||
<I hope this is alright for you all guys> | |||
ARr'Rhiana dropped the rifle and threw up, she just had made it while the | |||
Romulans where shooting at her and she had been forced to shoot at least one and | |||
probably had hit several other. This was the first time she had to shoot to | |||
kill and she never would forget the sight of blood showing up from the Romulan | |||
she had shot. | |||
Tears where running down her cheeks and she trembled from anger, fear, anxiety, | |||
a strange mix of feelings. Slowly she came back to her positives and looked up | |||
through the tears in her eyes. She noticed someone holding her hair out her | |||
face and she tried to smile grateful. "Are, did we, is everyone safe?" She was | |||
able to ask... | |||
<tag anyone> | |||
<<<NRPG>>> | |||
Hi All, | |||
Ok, I know I don't post a lot, but here is my piece to the end of the mission. | |||
I tried to adjust the piece with Gar and changed it simply to be Hemux instead | |||
of Gar. I also took the liberty to bring Avae on board. | |||
Anyway, hope this fits into the story. | |||
Respectfully, | |||
David Martens | |||
Lt ARr'Rhiana Hemux | |||
CSciO , USS HOOD NCC 1703 | |||
ASR ORIGINS | |||
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Excellent Footage== | ==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Excellent Footage== | ||
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USS HOOD, NCC-1703 | USS HOOD, NCC-1703 | ||
==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Riding Off Into The Sunset== | ==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: Riding Off Into The Sunset== |