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<h3 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">USS FEYNMAN: Shiver My Timbers! (Cont.)</h3> | |||
<h4 style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','Arial'; color: royalblue; font-weight: bold;">by Michael "Mike" Dailey 7-27-1996</h4> | |||
SD: 80727<br> | |||
> Four privateers beamed onto the Bridge, one aft, one near OPS, one above the Ensign Lee, and one a few feet<br> | |||
> in front of Maril.<br> | |||
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> "Duck, Commander!" Allard shouted as he fired at the one in front of Maril, unaware of the one less than five<br> > feet behind him.<br> | |||
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> Luckily, .the privateer near Maril fell, but so did Allard after the one behind him stunned him.<br> | |||
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> As the one aft looked around, one of the other two grabbed Jenn by the neck, adding the statement, "If you<br> | |||
> don't turn over control, she dies.<br> | |||
SCENE: SECURITY OFFICE<br> | |||
MD: 5.1230<br> | |||
CPO Alex Tamarov, watch officer at Security Control, bolted at the Intruder-alert alarm sounding. He | |||
startled the two Midshipmen, Hensley and Krogriy as he got up. "Tamarov to all security, INTRUDER ALERT! I | |||
have Phaser fire on the Bridge; it may have been taken!", he grabbed deep breath. "T'Boc and Matsumii, get | |||
your squads up to the BRIDGE FLANK! T'Boc take the foreword lift, Matsumii take the aft one!" he was | |||
standing in front of his console, not bothering to sit. Alex wiped his forehead. "Security to Transporter 1," | |||
Tamarov hoped this would work. | |||
"Transporter 1 here," Ens. Fuhrman. | |||
"Sir, INTRUDER CONTROL, Bridge. Can you get a lock on the boarders?" Alex almost caught himself crossing his | |||
fingers, foolish gesture. | |||
"Stand by, Security, checking.." said Fuhrman. Moments that passed like days slid by before the Transporter | |||
Chief replied, "Mr. Tamarov, they boarders have some sort of personal dampening field. No lock is possible." | |||
Alex pounded his fist onto his console! Damn! | |||
"Ensign, can you try for just their energy weapons?" Alex asked, a last attempt. | |||
"No can do Chief, same field blocks their weapons, too!" | |||
"OK, Ensign, can we send someone onto the Bridge?" *Spirits, please allow this one...* | |||
"Sure Chief, but how can.." | |||
"Belay that, Ensign! I'm on my way. I need you to beam my squad into the bridge, behind each of those scum | |||
bag 'privateers'." and closed the channel, not waiting for a reply. Alex started for the door, but stopped | |||
at the two Middies, who sat quietly, out of the way. | |||
"I'm sealing Security behind me. Get two rifles from the armory, then guard this place." Double Yes Sirs | |||
resounded as they fled for weapons. Grabbing his own rifle, Alex bolted through the door, tapping his badge, | |||
"Computer, seal Security Control, Authorization Tamarov Gamma-1923." <Acknowledged, Security Control is now | |||
inaccessible> | |||
"Tamarov to PO-1 Bordeau." | |||
The squad leader's voice came instantly, but with a slight gasp, as though she was out of breath. "...Bordeau | |||
here, Sir." | |||
"Amberi, we're going to retake the bridge. T'Boc and Matsumii's squads are going up the lifts. I'm going to | |||
join yours and we'll beam in. Get your squad to Transporter 1 NOW. I'll meet you there in six minutes!", | |||
Alex gasped himself, running for the lift. Once inside, he fell against the wall, out of breath. The lift | |||
deposited him on deck on deck Six. Rested slightly, he ran for the Transporter Room. The doors opened to | |||
emit him to a Transporter Chief leveling a Phaser at him. | |||
"Whoa, Fuhrman, it's ME! Tamarov." He skidded to a stop and held his rifle above his head in surrender! | |||
"Just being cautious, Mr. Tamarov. Where's your squad?" asked Ens. Fuhrman, holstering his sidearm. | |||
"They'll be here any second. Can you put us behind them?" Alex asked, coming around to view the panel. | |||
"Their protection fields extend about two meters around them. I can get you about 2.5 meters away from each." | |||
said Fuhrman. | |||
"That will do." Alex held up his rifle, checking the setting indicator, he slid it all the way up to 16 | |||
(kill), paused a moment, then back down two notches to Maximum Stun. | |||
SNIP<br> | |||
Scene: BRIDGE<br> | |||
Lt. Jenn struggled against her captor. She needed to break free more than ever. Her captor needed a | |||
shower, bad! She tried to bend, turn and plant her knee in his groin, but his grip was too tight. "Release | |||
me, you pig!" | |||
"Hey, we have a feisty one here, kinda cute too!" said the disgusting one, probably the leader. Maril started | |||
to get up, but stopped at Zane motioning him to stay put. Zane then rose himself, "What's the meaning of | |||
this! Get off my ship. I will not negotiate with you at all.!" As he got up from his chair, the privateer | |||
beside Jennn and her captor leveled his weapon at Zane. | |||
"Commander, you better sit back down, or you'll be negotiain' with hole in your head." | |||
Zane grudgingly complied, "No one take any action. That's an order." The leader grinned, "That's better." | |||
He motioned to the one how had taken out J.C. | |||
"Come down here and check on him," pointing to their fallen | |||
comrade, laying on the deck in front of Maril. He looked up at his leaded, "O.K. Cal." Cal shot a blast | |||
millimeters from the other Pirate's head. "Shut UP!, you Idiot! I said no names! Next time I won't miss!" | |||
The Pirate touched his head slightly where the beam had barely missed. Angry at being rebuked by his leader, | |||
he gave J.C.'s unconscious form a sharp kick to the side on his way down. He bent to check his stunned | |||
comrade," He's OK, just stunned boss". He got back up and stood behind Maril. | |||
Cal turned his attention to Zane, aiming his weapon at Jenn's forehead. "Now, Commander. Surrender. No | |||
conditions." Before Zane could speak, Maril shouted "You know we cannot surrender, especially to scum like | |||
you." Zane turned to silence the XO, except the butt of the nearby Pirates' rifle beat him to it. With a whop | |||
to the back of the head, Maril was out, slumped against his chair. | |||
"Commander, shut your people up, or I will shut them up for good!"... | |||
NRPG: | |||
Stun me, will you! My department to the rescue!!! Here come my Troops! | |||
Andy: I saved your chair. No one shot it, yet <G> | |||
Kristen: I knew you couldn't just stand still... | |||
Joseph: I knew you were there, but didn't think you would get shot. Maybe you were busy planning | |||
something???...??? | |||
Max: Toche~! | |||
Submitted,<br> | |||
Ensign J.C. Allard<br> | |||
SEC-TAC USS FEYNMAN<br> | |||
Mike Dailey<br> | |||
Splatter2@qtm.net | |||