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==[ORIGINS] USS HOOD: The Great Escape== | |||
===by Scott Lusby=== | |||
SD: 2261.025 | |||
Timeframe: Immediately following "Blown Apart" | |||
Setting: Transporter Room 2, USS HOOD | |||
<<snip- from "Blown Apart>> | |||
Avae stepped through the doors as they parted, and gazed at the transporter | |||
room tech with the kind of look that could ignite one's soul. | |||
"Care to show me around?" she purred, stepping up to the control panel an | |||
propping up against it in such a way as to make all of the curves of her | |||
lithe body demand to be noticed. | |||
The tech noticed them enough to react, but played cool. "I'm on duty, | |||
Ma'am," he said simply, turning back to his controls. | |||
A quick boot across the face dispatched him from his chair. "Not anymore," | |||
she said at the red-shirted unconscious man sprawled on the floor. | |||
<<end snip>> | |||
Quickly, Avae worked the controls in front of her. She knew she didn't have | |||
much time...but she couldn't simply leave without... | |||
She slid the mechanisms down, and waited for Sahen to appear on the pad in | |||
front of her. | |||
All the Am Tal operative got was a derisive chirp from the console. | |||
"Force fields," she murmured. DeSimms was good, she granted him that: force | |||
fields around Sahen's quarters to block transports was Security 101, she | |||
knew...but that didn't mean everyone knew it or thought of it under | |||
pressure. | |||
It also meant they were on to her. | |||
At that moment, the doors flew open, and two security guards ran in. | |||
Avae wasted little time. She slapped the phaser out of one guard's hand | |||
and, as he recovered from his shock, she spun, kicking the phaser from the | |||
other guard and knocking him to the ground. Then, turning back to face the | |||
first guard, she blocked one incoming blow, then the follow-up, neatly with | |||
her forearms. Then, leaning back, she shot her leg out, catching the guard | |||
firmly in the solar plexus, knocking him down. | |||
By this time, the second guard had gotten up and had somehow retrieved one | |||
of the phasers. Before he could fire, however, Avae had crossed the short | |||
distance between them and knocked his phaser arm away again. However, this | |||
time, she caught him with a backhanded fist across the face on the return, | |||
then brought a knee up into his groin. Finally, a two-handed hammer to the | |||
back of the head disposed of the second guard. | |||
The first one was back up again, and this time wary of his opponent. He | |||
stood crouched, ready to spring like an Andorian snow leopard would on an | |||
ice bull. | |||
However, this time, Avae had a phaser. "You lose," she said, and fired. | |||
The first guard dropped like a sack of potatoes. | |||
Quickly, Avae scurried to the control panel again and, after pressing a few | |||
buttons, she pushed the slide controls upwards and, rounding the table, | |||
climbed the pad. | |||
It was at that moment that Gar, Merrick and DeSimms entered the room. | |||
"It's been fun- see you boys again sometime," she said, waving and winking. | |||
Then, shifting her gaze to DeSimms, she said- this time in tones of pure | |||
ice- "We have unfinished business, you and I." | |||
Merrick was the first to react. "The transporter- stop her from beaming!" | |||
he shouted. | |||
Gar hurried to the panel, but there was nothing he could do; the transporter | |||
had already begun disassembling her pattern. | |||
He glanced up at her. | |||
"Someday," Avae whispered as she disappeared from the transporter pad. | |||
Merrick was at Gar's side. "Where did she go?" | |||
The Andorian engineer looked up. "My guess is another ship- these | |||
coordinates are for something moving at warp nearby." | |||
Sean glanced at DeSimms, who was helping his guards up from the floor. | |||
"Frak," was all he said. | |||
<<NRPG>> | |||
Well, that gets rid of Avae...for now. :) | |||
Daniel- don't take this personal, but you know she'll hold a grudge after | |||
John's little 'chat,' right? | |||
Hope you guys enjoyed that. | |||
Respectfully Submitted, | |||
-- Scott Lusby | |||
Avae Zh'sharav | |||
Am Tal Operative | |||
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