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 [PLOT] Bring Me A Dream, Mister Sandman: Part 6
KEY
 Posted: Jun 17 2017, 07:51 PM
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The situation is this: All the Andorians, now, have been unconscious for some time. Once SCPO. Palaemon spoke to the Physicist, Dr. Kerali, there was an agreement reached with both Dr. Kent and Lieutenant Skol where a small device was created to help mitigate the damage from the sub-sonic waves that were attacking the Andorian's central nervous systems. It didn't solve the problem, and none, not even the slightly injured Andorian, had awoken from their coma-like existence, though it was assumed that their pain, should they feel any given their circumstances, was lessened.

Lieutenant Kev went to Captain Ian McKinley to discuss with him what limited information they found in the files, and while they could not find out what precisely they had found, nor what was so important about it, they did see that the locations had been labeled, even if the information about them was encoded. With the amount of time that they had, and with the added threat of their crew in mortal danger, it became obvious that whatever had happened, had likely been triggered by the action of the Andorians on that away mission on that planet.

Though it was a risky decision, it seemed that there was no other recourse but to travel down to the planet and see what could be learned, and possibly, stop what had been started.

The Captain has issued that up to 5 crew members, along with himself, will be going to the planet on an away mission.


    Please post below if you wish to be part of this leg of the plot with the character you wish to bring.. The departments chosen are as follows:
    • Security - Crm. Sacha Delacroix, Crm. DaagH Mek'toR
    • Intelligence - Crm. Kate Spurling
    • Medical - Dr. Ender Kent
    • Sciences - Ens. Vixen Night
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With the crew chosen, Captain Ian McKinley has called for all crew to report to Transporter Room 2, to be transported down to the Landing Location coordinates found in the Andorian Archives.

Please post your characters arriving to the Transporter Room 2, awaiting deployment.


You have until 2pm EST Wednesday to post below
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Crm. Kate Spurling
 Posted: Jun 21 2017, 11:06 AM
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When she had enlisted, Kate had expected to work together with departments not her own and to find herself in strange situations. Right now, however, she was thinking that things had turned very strange very quickly. Having joined the ship the last time it was in the neighbourhood of the earth, she was a newcomer compared to many others. As a result, this was the first crisis she witnessed...and what a crisis! From what she heard (though with her clearance she had little detailed information about the situation), Andorians were just falling down all over the ship. She did not know any of them personally, but that didn’t prevent her from being genuinely worried about them.

Because of this worry, the tension that was palpable wherever she went on the ship and the added bonus of taking part to her first away mission ever under the direct command of the captain (she really hoped she wouldn’t make any major protocolary blunders), her usual smile was absent from her face. Instead, her lips were pressed together, her brow slightly furrowed and the rest of her body tense. Good thing she was capable of handling pressure.

Upon arriving in the transporter room, she mechanically (and unnecessarily) checked if she had taken her padd and tricoder. She would use the former if her skills were necessary, while the latter would allow her to determine the state of any hardware they may encounter. Of course she had some knowledge of how computers and the likes of them were built up and worked…but she was no engineer, so the tricoder would be a faster and more reliable tool than Kate’s own knowledge and skills. She had taken them, of course. Now she only needed to wait for the rest of the away team to arrive.
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Captain Ian McKinley
 Posted: Jun 21 2017, 03:15 PM
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As captain, Ian was not typically a part of the away missions as those were delegated to other leaders and crew of the ship. However, with so many of his crew currently wasting away in sickbay to some unknown ailment Ian could not simply sit back and wait for more information. Too many years in law enforcement and then as a Security officer made it nearly impossible for him to remain impotent. He made the decision to go with his crew, to put himself in whatever danger they would be facing as well in the name of finding answers for his Andorian crew.

He arrived only a minute after the young crewman he had not yet met and he stepped up to her, judging her human and stuck out a hand. "Nice to meet you, Crewman Spurling. Thank you for your willingness to join the Away Team on such short notice. I think you'll be a valuable asset to have with us."

Ian was not as nervous as she was, having done countless missions, but it did not mean that he did not feel the pressure they were all under to find answers and find a way to save their crew.
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Dr. Ender Kent
 Posted: Jun 21 2017, 03:20 PM
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Later to arrive, but not late, was Doctor Ender Kent who had been reluctant to leave Sickbay with so many of his patients lying there unconscious. It had been a difficult decision as to whether or not he should go himself. On the one hand, he wanted to be in Sickbay in case there were any changes, for better or worse. On the other, he wanted to be able to assess anything they might find and be a part of determining whether it would help or hurt the situation.

In the end, it was the captain who made the call, directly requesting that Ender come along on the away mission and so here he was.

Sporadic sleep and too many hours in Sickbay showed across his tired features, in the slight redness of his eyes, in the pallor of his skin, but he was focused, alert, ready. He too had a tricorder on him as well as a small med kit, specifically chosen under the assumption that what they would find would be Andorian. He could not help but think of his best friend, lying on one of those beds, counting on him. He tried to keep her from his mind, but it was nearly impossible.

They had to find a way to fix this. They had to.
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Crm. Sacha Delacroix
 Posted: Jun 21 2017, 04:02 PM
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The Captain as the leader of an away team, as far as Sacha had understood, was not a common occurrence. That was too bad, because it was now common for her, this being her second away mission. A fifty-percent-ratio tended to imply some kind of normalcy.

There were regulations for the Captain going anywhere, though – in the case of a potentially hostile environment, an armed escort containing two security officers was not only recommended, it was in The Rules™, so that explained the assignment of said escort in form of her and the giant Klingon whose name sounded like a grunt in her ears and with whom she had worked together effectively, but most curiously, never had had any dealings with beyond duty. That had to be rectified at some point. Later. Much later. After this strange business with the Andorians was done, they were all safe and sound and this riddle was solved for good. She had had seen enough death on this mission already, thank you very much, and she would really hate to leave the people she had worked with the last months and in some cases come to like suffer the same fate as the crew of the Andorian vessel.

Long story short, she entered the transporter room, probably vanishing in the shadow of the mountain of a man that was her Klingon colleague. Sacha herself looked grimly determined – but then again, nobody in this room was particularly happy in this moment. Optimistic, perhaps, but not jolly. She nodded respectfully towards Ian, addressing him by his rank, while nodding in greeting to the Medical Officer and the hitherto unknown crewman. No time to be cordial today, there was work to be done. Also, she was not in the mood.
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The First Officer stood before the crew, and of course, his own Captain. Captain McKinley, of course, already knew the details of what everyone knew, except one.

"You'll be heading down to the landing spot that was dictated within the Andorian Intelligence Archives, however, we don't know much, or, anything, about what you might find down there. However, there is one spot where they definitely found something, and your scanners have these coordinates in place to follow. The only problem is the fact that the land you'll be heading toward seems to be mired in a high concentration of those subsonic signals. While we have boosted the teleporters so that they will be able to get you down there, communication will be severely limited. Essentially, you're going down blind."

He directed their attention to the side, where puffy suits were stationed. "You'll need to suit up until you can reach some sort of shelter, if there is some to be found. The cold and wind will be less than hospitable."

Anton didn't approve of the Captain going, but also hadn't actually voiced that disapproval, mostly because he understood why.

"Find out what happened down there, any survivors, and what caused this incident. Since these subsonic waves are traveling at a steady pace, if we cannot stop this now, we may have a much worse problem on our hands. Good luck, stick together, and do attempt to keep in contact with the ship."

However that might actually go, which, honestly, Anton wasn't severely optimistic in how well their communications would work.

"I'll see you all when you return."


The crew stepped aboard the transporter pad after donning their 'winter gear', and were beamed down, the familiar tingling sensation of having all of the molecules shot at immense speeds to the planet's surface. The planet's surface, as one might expect, was cold.

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The wind was cold, and the snow was thick and tight enough that while they could see their footprints now, it was likely they wouldn't be able to in the future. Their mark was ...sort of far, to put it lightly. And also into a ravine, with walkways made of ice. They looked almost naturally made, but something about them also made them seem a little...created.

They could just barely make out the entrance to what was likely an alcove of some kind, perhaps a cave, before and below them, the way the coordinates to their destination lied. To their left, above fifty yards, was an Andorian shuttle, looking to be the designation that had been unaccounted for on the Andorian ship that had carried an away mission.
    Objectives:
    • Post arriving to the planet with the crew [Required]
    • Look for a way down to the main destination or
    • Head for the Andorian Shuttle
You have until 6pm EST Thursday to post your arrival, and to voice opinions as to whether or not you go to the main destination, or head for the Andorian Shuttle. Captain McKinley has final say.
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Vixen had not been nervous about going on the away mission. Sure it was scary and with everything happening, very important. But she had not being feeling too much pressure until her equipment would not work the way it needed to. Rushing around science she had to change it before heading to the transporter room. She made it a little late but still in time to hear what the First Officer had to say.

Pulling on the puffy suit and feeling like a giant ball of puffy, she picked her bag back put strapping it over one shoulder. Moving to the transporter, she waited looking one last time at the ship before the normal sensation of it started.

The cold started at her feet as they slowly sunk into the snow. It spread up her body, making her thankful for the suit they all had to wear. Looking at the others in the party, she waited, letting the higher ranks work out what to do. Although her hand did go into her bag to pull out an environmental tricorder, starting to scan the space around them.
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 Posted: Jun 22 2017, 02:09 AM
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Because she wasn’t quite sure she’d gotten the hang of the do’s and don’ts of chain of command yet, Kate kept her reply simple with a brief (but not curt) "Thank you, sir" as she shook the hand he had extended. She was pleased to notice that her voice was steady and mentally gave herself bonus points for that. As the rest of the crew trickled in, she nodded respectfully towards the (apparently tired) CMO and answered the nod of the security crewman who’d arrived with the huge Klingon (but wasn’t "huge Klingon" a pleonasm?)

Once the briefing was over, Kate put on one of the suits. It was impractical to move in, but the inside was soft and she suspected she would be glad to have it once on the planet. Count on Andorians to choose a polar climate.

Her first sensation after the tingling of the transporter beam had subsided was the stinging of snow and wind on the small exposed areas of her face. Having spent many holidays with relatives who lived in the north of Norway, Kate had a high tolerance for cold…but this was another level. The bulkiness of her suit was soon forgotten compared to its advantages.

She made a full rotation on the spot to assess her surroundings. Ice, snow, a hole in the rock wall some way away from them (if she could make it out correctly, which with the distance, the snow and the almost blinding white everywhere wasn’t certain)…and a shuttle! Without a word, Kate took out her tricoder to see if she could pick up a signal coming from it or any sign that its systems were either working or at least functional. Given that the communications were tricky on the planet’s surface, it was a possibility that the shuttle logs contained information the away team had not managed to send back to the ship. Now that she had something to do, Kate's initial tension was replaced by a full focus on her job.
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Huge Klingon, well their certainly were not many Klingons who would be described as small, but DaagH was a bit tall, even for a Klingon - and didn't he just happen to walk into a room full of tiny Humans, that certainly served to make him look even more gigantic.

DaagH entered with his fellow security officer Sacha, but remained silent besides giving curt nods of recognition to the others present. He disliked going into any situation blind, but that had never stopped him before. He also was not nervous - ha! Klingons did not do nervous or scared. They were the scary things that made other people nervous and scared!

He suited up, with a little difficulty, those bulky suits on a naturally bulky person were a little confining, but he got himself into it and then onto the transporter pad with the others.

Wind whipped around them when they re-materialized. The air was cold and dry, and viability was low due to the snow. He turned his head doing a visual scan of the area. He didn't see any immediate threats so he glanced around their party to gauge the reactions of the others.

"I think we should look at the shuttle before we hike out to our target," DaagH said, even though he was a 'charge in full speed' type, he also liked to know into what he was charging, "there might be some useful information." He seriously doubted there were any kind of survivors here.

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 Posted: Jun 22 2017, 05:22 PM
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The arriving crew were, for the most part, fairly quiet which Ian did not mind. They were focused, perhaps nervous, and all seemed very attentive to the Executive Officer as he briefed them on what to expect and reminded them of their mission and goal. Ian had the official briefing on the padd he slid into the large pocket of the even larger thick coat which he had gone over several times. He wanted to make this go as smoothly as possible and to get back to the ship quickly.

He stepped onto the transporter and pulled his coat more tightly around him, then braced himself for the slightly disorienting feeling of transporting before cold and biting wind hit him and he had to adjust to the suddenly white and blue scenery.

It did not take them long to get their bearings, with some already having their tricorders out including the doctor, though he seemed to be scanning the crew and not everything else like the others were.

"Thank you Crewman," Ian said, acknowledging the suggestion from the security officer. "I have to agree that checking the shuttle is the best thing to do first. Let's go. Please stay within visual range of at least two other members of the team at all times and be alert for anything."

Who knew what they might face?

Ian has chosen to head for the Andorian Shuttle
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The puffy crew moved on, trying to get through the snow and the cold toward the Andorian shuttle, as the Captain and Crewman DaagH had decided would be the best course of action. What they noticed was that, as they reached the shuttle, barely noticeable footsteps that matched something very large, and likely on four to six legs, had been here somewhat recently, if the snowfall was anything to be counted upon.

Clearly, being out here for too long would be a bad idea. Unfortunately, they had little choice.

The shuttle had a door, but upon trying the door, it was locked.

    Objectives:
    • [Engineering] Enter the shuttle
    • [Computer Specialist] Attempt to unlock the Shuttle Door
    • [Security] Keep watch - with the snowfall, your range of vision is somewhat limited.
    • [Captain] Optional - Redirect the away team from the shuttle and toward the original objective

You have until 6pm EST Sunday to post your objectives. If you do not, well, who knows what might happen...
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 Posted: Jun 24 2017, 08:16 PM
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Wouldn‘t you have known it? Judging from the footsteps in the snow which were simply impossible to escape Sacha’s notice, she estimated what kind of animal or creature this might be and came to the conclusion that would probably not be something they would like to meet. Sighing, she made eye-contact with McKinley, pointed at the tracks just in case he hadn’t noticed them and positioned herself to keep watch. Since the traces were faint and the snowfall was heavy, but not in the apocalyptic zone right now, it was possible that the creature belonging to those footsteps was not in the vicinity. Wishful thinking. It could be very close as well, and being eaten on an away-mission by a giant snowmonster weighing approximately a couple of tons just because the Security Officer didn’t do their duty was just insulting to everybody involved.

Since she trusted that the Computer specialist was perfectly able to get that shuttle door open to investigate the interior, she did her job and did not interfere with any other, unless the Captain had other plans and delegated them in a different fashion. By the way, judging from the line of walking, where had the large creature been headed and where did it come from?

Keep watch unless the Captain says otherwise, try to estimate the creature’s path, keep sharp and try not to get eaten
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 Posted: Jun 25 2017, 02:56 AM
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Hiking through the snow was in itself was something Kate may even have enjoyed had the circumstances been different. Now, however, she just wanted to find answers to the question of the moment, namely: What the hell was happening to the Andorians on the ship? (With the unvoiced question that came afterwards: How could they be helped?)

Because she kept her eyes down in order to avoid stepping on something the snow had partially covered, Kate did notice the footsteps. That’s the part where she was glad that there was a security team with them…and hoped they were trained to face Bigfoot.

Right now, though, she had her own job to do. Of course the shuttle door was locked: one didn’t just set out for exploration and leave the door widely open. The good news was that she was able to connect her padd to the shuttle systems and that she had some previous experience working with Andorian software. Her proficiency in Andorian languages was limited to "Hello", "Thank you" and "I don’t speak Andorian", but computing languages (Andorian or otherwise) were another matter. She quickly identified the part she needed to tamper with, took off her gloves (which was cold but couldn’t be helped if she wanted to hit the right keys on her padd) and wrote a set of instructions that should release the lock.

"The door should be unlocked now, sir. Given a little more time I should be able to access the shuttle logs in case they contain additional information."

She had put her gloves back on and hadn’t touched the door herself because (again) being not quite familiar with procedures yet meant that she didn’t know if she should leave opening it to a security member. Who knew what was in that shuttle, right? Although given the respective sizes of the shuttle and of the footsteps outside, it was unlikely that Bigfoot (that nickname was going to stick) was inside.

Try to unlock the door, ready to access its logs unless we need to move.
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DaagH's hulking form sunk deeper into the snow with every step than the others, his heavy foot falls not the quietest thing ever as he walked. He took up the position opposite Sacha - if she walked a the head of the group with the Captian he would fall to the rear, and vice versa.

DaagH looked at the animal tracks near the shuttle, following them not very far off, but just enough to get a sense of which direction the animal went. He wasn't overly concerned about the animal, sense it appeared to have left... it was likely just curious about something new in the area, but still its possible presence near by warranted keeping a sharp eye out. Then as the computer specialist came up to work on the door, DaagH took to scanning the area. Again moving to the opposite side of the away team from Sacha so that they could better keep watch.
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Ender continued his monitoring of the crew , watching their vital signs for any evidence of distress or decreasing body temperature or anything out of the norm. He did not notice the animal tracks as they trudged toward the shuttle up until the moment that they were pointed out to the captain and he followed the human's pointing finger down to them and frowned. Without really thinking about it, he lifted the tricorder in his hand and began to scan for life signs nearby, both for known and unknown species.

Scans for life signs.
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Ian trailed behind the group just before Daagh who had taken up rear guard it seemed. A part of his choice and preferred position in the group did stem from his own years in Security and a desire to keep an eye on the entire group and make sure everyone was safe. He had also almost always taken up rear guard unless ordered otherwise. He enjoyed the position of being able to keep everyone else in his sights more than the forward position of protecting everyone from anything that might jump out unexpectedly. Both were protective, but one felt more like a tank and the other more like a shepherd. Ian could do both, but naturally leaned more toward the shepherd role.

Ian walked up to the shuttle as they got close and stood next to the young newcomer as she worked on the system to see if she could get the door open. His gaze traveled from her out to the icy landscape and back again several times. He smiled when she said it should be open.

"Good work," he praised. "Let's hope it's not frozen shut."

He preferred to give her the benefit of the doubt that she had the skills to get the door open and if she didn't, he was more than happy to blame the climate rather than a crewman out on what may very well have been her first mission. He preferred to boost his crew, not tear them down.

Ian slid his mittened fingers into the groove and pulled hard.

Tries to open the door.
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The Security officers, and those with Security backgrounds, could tell roughly that te tracks were likely not made more than two hours ago, and that its...feet, for lack of a better term, were about twice the length as an average male Klingon foot, which was to say, they were fairly huge, and fairly thin in width. Since the tracks couldn't quite be typically identified, there was little to no way to actually determine how heavy it was, especially without knowing exactly what kind of dimensions and distribution they were working with, nor the speed.

The scan for life signs didn't pick up anything, but it didn't manage to pick up very far in the radius either. Many things were being scrambled electronically now that they were down on the planet, so it was hard to get anything reliable more than a few feet out from themselves.

The Computer Specialist worked with the controls in the freezing weather, but it seemed that the actual electronics in it were slow to respond, and sometimes just flat out not responding, due to the cold weather.

The door opened a little, cracking ice that had settled around it in the time they had landed and then never taken off again.

The crew was able to pry the door open all the way, since they had the beginning opened, and they did have a Klingon in their crew, and they were able to get into the relatively small shuttle, and slight shelter from the wind.

The pilot lay slumped in the seat, having been there awaiting the team when disaster struck, clearly. While some commands could be entered, it was clear that it was going to be more time than they probably wanted to spend in order to get any additional information at the moment from the console itself.
    Objectives:
    • Search the shuttle for possible helpful things either in your journey forward, or a clue as to what happened.
    • [Security]Keep watch - Something's not quite right...
    • [Computer Specialist]Try the consoles anyway. You might get lucky!
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Crm. DaagH Mek'toR
 Posted: Jun 26 2017, 08:01 PM
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It was really odd being in a group where the Klingon was the most talkative person around. Not that they didn't talk, or weren't social, but they tended to be a bit more 'speak when there's a reason and keep it short and to the point' than really talkative.

"These foot prints were not made long ago," he commented as the computer person worked on the door, "a couple hours at best."

The door opened... just a crack. DaagH was happy to help force the door. Luckily due to being a popsicle the Andorian body didn't really smell bad, just... like an Andorian. He entered with the others, did a quick scan of the interior of the shuttle for anything that looked amiss, or important, then went back outside to keep watch again. He took in a deep breath able to smell the snow, the people around him, the ship, the dead Andorian and... He paused briefly, and then looked around as if he were looking for something specific, not just scanning the distance. He took another deep breath in threw his nose, and out threw his mouth. There was an odd smell, something he didn't recognize, and somewhere he couldn't really pinpoint but... "There's something alive out here," he said to the others, reaching for and drawing his phaser but not pointing it at anything, "I think it might be close by. I can smell it."

DaagH was on high alert now as he took another breath in threw his nose, still looking out into the white snowy abyss, searching for whatever it was that he smelled.

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 Posted: Jun 27 2017, 01:16 PM
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So apparently no Bigfoot in the shuttle (which was to be expected.) The dead Andorian was something she probably should have expected as well, except she hadn’t. A rookie mistake, really. She was able to keep her reaction to it to a minimum, but couldn’t avoid catching her breath for a second when she saw the lifeless form. She was fairly certain her face had taken a tinge closer to white than it should be, but covered as she was it was unlikely anyone would notice.

Corpse or not, however, she had a job to do and it did not take long for Kate to once again focus on it. Sliding past the dead pilot to access the console was not exactly comfortable, but now was not the time to be delicate. Field work was part of why she had enlisted, so she refused to be any less professional because the setting was different from what she was used to.

Once again she had to pull her hands out of the warmth of her stuffed gloves. Too bad, but that couldn’t be helped. The console’s command board was freezing, but fortunately not as completely as not to react when Kate touched it. It did take some time to coax the console into being cooperative enough to leave her hibernation, but Kate eventually succeeded.

Once the systems were back online, she could get started on the part that was her speciality, namely navigating through them. She had to bypass some security before getting to any files, but it seemed to pay off. Now if she could only make sense of the Andorian script in which all these files were redacted… One of the files seemed to have several, chronologically-ordered entries, which she supposed meant it was a log of some kind. When she tried to access it, she got what could only be a message signaling the access had been refused. Of course. More security to bypass.

"I may have found one of the shuttle’s logs, sir. I can't access its content yet, but I should be able to find a way in. The equipment isn’t very responsive, though, so it’s difficult to estimate how long it will take…"

As she was speaking, she already got started on trying to gain access to the files. If the captain decided that it was a waste of time, she would abort, if he decided they could spare the time, she would have won some seconds already. Focused as she was on her own task, she hadn’t heard the Klingon of the security team stating that he could smell a living thing nearby. Which was probably imprudent of her and would have given her additional parameters to determine whether or not she had time to spend on an uncooperative shuttle console.

Try to access the files, in particular the one looking like a log.
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Crm. Sacha Delacroix
 Posted: Jun 27 2017, 04:09 PM
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It was actually not that hard to make a rough estimation even with footprints that vague and fading in regards to the size of the animal in question even with only the most basic of knowledge about biology and zoology in general. Even with a footprint pattern that hidden by snow, it was still enough to discern that the creature had been quite heavy and how many legs it had been using. That in itself gave a good idea of the size. Thin feet also could man that it was agile despite its size or weight. Furthermore, although that was really just a guess on Sacha’s side, she would estimate that a creature living in these conditions and moving with the sort of rhythm she was seeing was carrying a lot of fat around to protect against the cold, or fur, or both. These pieces of information – estimated weight (in tons), artiodactyl yes/no/probably not, amount of legs, fur, fat – was enough to get a rough idea of what was out there, that it looked monstrous and that it wasn’t good (no shit, Sherlock). If she had punched those numbers into a tricorder, that little piece of technology would probably have the time of its life with it, but no time for that.

DaagH kindly opened the shuttledoor while she kept watch, and while the rest of the crew tried to get something useful out of the shuttle’s databanks. She herself didn’t get inside because there was a job to do. When her Klingon colleague announced that he could smell said creature she was looking out for, Sacha rolled her eyes. Trouble. Wonderful. If she hadn’t been reasonably sure that DaagH could smell pretty well from which direction the creature came, she would have assumed a position beside him as to allow them both to look over each other’s shoulders. But as things were now, she turned into the same direction as him, making sure as she did so. “From there?” Like him, she reached and readied her phaser, but for now pointed at at the floor.

“I think it went north a short while ago. It might have found or snacked on the other away team.” Given that the Andorian away team was almost certainly dead, this might become an ugly setback aside from the whole defiling-bodies thing. She also commented mainly to her Security colleague. “In that case, it might not be hungry. Given our luck, it still is. Huge, narrow feet, possibly agile despite its size, or high density. Hard to say.” Not much more to tell and not much more to do then keeping watchful and focusing her attention of where DaagH was pointing, being equally on high alert. If he couldn’t pinpoint the source of the smell with accuracy, she would assume said position that would allow both the security officers to use their respective peripheral visions to the maximum effect (ergo: look over each other’s shoulders), since tricorders were not reliable in this weather and the snow made it difficult to be prepared for any danger until it was upon them.

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Ian and Ender both had really bad feelings about all of this...


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 Posted: Jun 28 2017, 08:14 PM
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((Sorry guys, haven't had internet and couldn't post on my phone....))

After taking some notes and photos of the strange footprints for later documentation, Vixen waited quietly as Spurling opened the door and they moved into the shuttle. As nice as it was to be out of the wind, it was hard to feel safe in here. Moving around the shuttle, not too far from everyone else, the human scanned for anomalies in the environment while search the shuttle itself for any clues of what might of happened. In doing so Vixen came across a bag of items she guessed were for moving around and climbing in the snow outside. Swinging it over her shoulder, she moved back to the group. "Captain, I found somethings that might be useful."
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As the computer specialist began to work on what looked like a log, the security officers kept watch. And what they kept watch of, was very much coming swiftly toward them.

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Running out of time, as the around 9-10 ft tall creature came barreling for them, whatever could have been in that shuttle was lost as an unknown - except that, in the small amount of time that the computer specialist had been poking around, she discovered that the pilot had indeed gotten bored, and decided to look up a style catalog. Unfortunate, but not the most unfortunate thing ever. Especially as this was about to take the cake.

The creature came slowly at first, picking at the ground and somewhat sentiently looking around to see what might constitute as a threat...and then pretty much decided that they were infringing on that creature's territory. Which of course, it wasn't very happy about.

With a shrill call that sounded almost like an elk, it charged.


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Crm. Sacha Delacroix
 Posted: Jul 9 2017, 03:27 PM
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It seemed like the team was making good progress in that shuttle, at least from the perspective of a person standing watch outside of it. Unfortunately, it wasn’t going to last. Why? Along came Polly.

Polly – no, Pollasaurus Rex (What?) - was even more of a monster than Sacha had feared after having examined the tracks in the snow and coordinated herself with the esteemed Klingon colleague. After all, the tracks in the snow had been deep and the distance between the steps had hinted a large creature. But even with that in mind, the actual creature seemed like an exaggeration. Worse, this thing had decided to be territorial and just ram what it perceived as intruders into oblivion. When it was clear that it would happen and that the shuttle would be the first target, the course of action was clear.

“Get out of that shuttle!” That was loud enough and urgent enough to be heard and understood. Much to Sacha’s chagrin, she had to discover that the charging creature would not be deterred by a warning shot, no. Even a shot with a phaser just bounced off. There was a split-second in which she took the time to have an awfully shocked and surprised look on her face (What???). Then, it was time to usher the crew too slow to walk after the first warning out of the shuttle. “Outoutoutout NOW!”

Provided that would somehow™ work, Pollasaurus Rex indeed succeeded in ramming the shuttle and rolling it around (What?!?), which only showed that trying to seek shelter in a shuttle smaller than the creature attacking would have been a bad idea. But it also meant that the thing would be coming around for another charge, and the only way to escape that Sacha was able to discern was either to abandon the mission and beam on the ship or escape way down that frozen skinny ‘bridges’ they had seen earlier. Given that it would be hard to get a transporter lock on anybody, this was the B-Plan. The first one was escape. While Pollasaurus Rex was still busy with that shuttle, Sacha pointed at those aforementioned bridges, which by the way looked not really trustworthy or supporting of weight. But that was the option given, and she addressed Ian and gestured towards the bridges, speaking quickly and while configuring her phaser. “We run down there unless you disagree. We can always come back later when the thing is gone.” His call. The good Captain did not have much time to decide, and while he did that, he could see that the configuration of the phaser was meant to set it to overload, and that Sacha was meaning to use it to throw it into the creature’s path when it came around again, figuring that a shockwave would buy them some time.

Sacha says to abandon the shuttle and try to escape on those skinny bridges shown on the map, which might be dangerous. Ian is specifically asked to make a call to either proceed, abandon the mission or come up with a third option within seconds.

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