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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 4:45 pm
"Up from here? Or will we take a chance and go down, hope Pvt. Mikhail is down there?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 6:10 pm
"Uh... Question for Relie... Which direction ARE we headed exactly sweatdrop ?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 6:13 pm
"Engineering... umm..." The Corpral takes out a PalmPilot and looks through something. "6th deck? Near the Stern? Thats where the last camera had transmitted from."
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 6:37 pm
2nd L.t. Dantes heres Nights Message and Runs towards the Engine room.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 6:55 pm
"damn" He thought "how could a Dimensional Vortex open up down there. You'd need an instability in the Molecular make up of a great power source and then a Catylst to set it off, But I don't think that we had an instability and what would the Catylst have been?" He took out his handheld note taker and looked at some notes on Trans-dimensional portals.
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 7:27 pm
"Alright, lets head back then."
*Exits the bridge and starts down the long corridor to the stern.*
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 9:20 pm
"Wait" The Corpral and Sargent stop in the room just behind the bridge on a small platform. "We can use this lift to get down to the 6th deck." A holographic display pops up showing all of the drop off points to where the lift will go. The Corpral selects the 6th. Several small rods come up from around the lift. The rods start projecting red wires of energy to each other, then fills in the gaps with more, and makes a roof of this energy. The lift then starts its rapid decent to the deck where Night's had last been.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 6:21 am
2nd L.t. Dantes Runs as fast as he can down the stairs and sometimes missing a step or two. He finnally reaches the 6th floor.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 6:31 am
Ironwolf's com suddenly springs to life: "Hello? Hello? Can anyone hear me? This is private Mikhail reporting... hell I DON'T KNOW! But I've just found Nights in Engineering and he's been tore up badly by... something... it's a safe bet w've got intruders, as there were voices going down the opposite direction of the hall when I came to engineering. I'm not certain what hapened here... Engineering's been totalled just as badly as Night's. If anyone can hear me, whoever they were look to be headed towards deck 5. I'll persue them myself after I can get Night's taken care of. If anyone can hear me please respond!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 6:44 am
The PalmPilot in Ironwolf's pocket beeps and starts playing Mikhail's broadcast. He stops the lift between 5th and 6th decks and goes back up to fith.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 8:24 am
The Major sighs slightly, listening to the chatter.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 9:55 am
*This is Sgt. Tso. Locate a weapon before pursuing. We're headed up to meet it on the 5th deck.*
*Major, I think now is one of those times to release weapons to the crew. Whatever is here can take out a suit. We don't want someone bumbling into it without even a pistol. I think some of those heavier weapons would be in order too...*
"voices? So does that mean we have multiple intruders?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 10:01 am
The Major nodded to himself. "All personnel, grab some arms at your nearest station, get some body armor on too if you want to live." The Major got out of his seat and went to a weapons locker in the back of the room, grabbing and low-calibur assault rifle and body armor.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 10:37 am
Dantes Rushed to the engine room to study the vortex and shut it down. He waited just out side the room so that he could wait for some back up, you never know what can come out of transdimensional portals.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2005 12:51 pm
The Corpral checks both weapons. "Could do with some stun grenades. Oh well..."
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