To the rescue!
Posted on 25 Aug 2021 @ 7:05pm by Lieutenant JG Rosaline Belikov & Lieutenant C'Tora Kuroka & Ensign Adam Morgan & Lieutenant JG Harper Matthews
Mission:
Picking up the pieces
Location: Runabout
Timeline: Current
1992 words - 4 OF Standard Post Measure
As the Runabout touched safely into the shuttle bay, Michael looked at the others. "Well that was easy enough," he remarked wanting to get out of the EVA Suit.
"Captain, all boosters are placed and we should have some better connection."
Just then, a signal came loud and clear from over the intercom.....
"...transport...we ...under....dont have much time....we need.....ssisstance......as..ossib..."
Hearing the distress call, Hawkins looked at Morgan and Harper. "Looks like we'll be heading back out." he then tapped his commbadge. "Lieutenant Kuroka, please get to the shuttle bay on the double, your services might be needed, Hawkins out"
Adam Morgan came to an abrupt stop after hearing the distress call that came over the comms. He quickly turned about and walked right back into the runabout. He made his way to the engine controls and noted that they were still warm, so he just placed them back online to full power. He waited for the others to board the ship before he strapped in.
C'Tora opened a nearby cabinet and grabbed a large field medical bag and then tapped his combadge. " Message acknowledged, enroute from Sickbay and will be there shortly. " He sprinted to the turbolift. " Main hanger bay!! " C'Tora arrived in short order. " I'm here! Give me a SitRep Stat! " as he boarded the shuttle.
"Good timing, Dr. Kuroka. We've just received a distress call, and its time for us to go after them. " he looked at Matthews, "Looks like we get to go back out." then turned to Adam, "Okay Morgan, we're all here, lets get going."
Michael checked the coordinates for the direction of the distress signal. "Okay, coordinates calculated, and entered. Morgan take us there, as quickly as feasible. Sound good?"
Morgan looked back at Hawkins and spoke, "Will do." Morgan turned around again and activated the engines of the craft. The runabout lifted and zoomed out of the shuttlebay of the Andromeda...
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Trader Vessel
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Sitting in the cockpit, Kassie was barely conscious and freezing her butt off. She wasn’t happy to be picked up by Starfleet, but at this point it was either that or death so what’s a few years behind bars.
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Runabout
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As the runabout headed to where the distress call was coming from, Michael looked at C'Tora. "I don't know if you are wanting to go on that ship to check on who might be there. Or beam them aboard this vessel. Any thoughts. recommendations? Probably won't know the condition of them until we get there."
Michael turned his head towards Matthews. "Ensign Matthews, meet Lieutenant Kuroka, our friendly ship's doctor. don't let him scare you, he's just an old softy." giving a slight smile.
"All depends on the situation," Morgan replied as he steadied the craft nearby the area where the ship was sending out the distress call. It looked like the ship was nearly destroyed by whatever or whomever hit them. The scorch marks could of meant an enemies weapons but it could of also been the debris that hit as well from the planet that was destroyed. But he wasn't sure on it. He continued as he looked back to his crewmates, "Im gonna see if we have anyone over there first."
C'Tora shrugged. " Mr. Morgan, That depends on how safe the ship is. Once we know more we can decide. " He lowered his head and groaned. " Really? Old softy? In what world is twenty eight considered old? There's no grey on my muzzle, I swear human's have a hard time telling a persons age." He stated with a chuckle.
C'Tora then looked to Matthews. " Nice to meet you Ms. Matthews, Welcome to the crew. Regardless of what Mr. Morgan says, your completely safe. Unless you happen to be concealing about five kilos of beef or bacon and I haven't eaten in about a week, then things might change. Other then that no worries."
Harper smiled softly at at the big black cat before laughing a little. "Oh no, I don't bring that much raw meat on away missions." she joked. "Refrigeration can be a pain in the arse, ya know?" she asked rhetorically before Morgan spoke.
Morgan overheard all the pleasantries from the others onboard and he punched in a couple buttons on the console and spoke looking out towards the ship that was drifting, "This is Ensign Adam Morgan of the Federation starship Andromeda. Can anyone hear me?"
Harper kept her eyes on the sensor panel. It was strange to hope that the marks on the hull of that ship was debris, that in itself wasn't a nice thought but it was sure as hell better than enemies they couldn't see gliding past rocks getting ready for a pop shot.
C'Tora nodded. " I agree refrigeration can be a pain in the butt, But my species require it. We can survive on replicated meat for only so long, and then we need the real stuff. Fresh is best, but Cryo flash freezing and then bringing the meat back up to it's proper serving temperature is the next best thing. "
A sudden noise came upon the overhead speakers and they heard the faints of life from the other vessel, ""This is the Trader's vessel....452..." There was a sudden pause which lasted a couple seconds until the male voice came on again, "We have been stranded for a few days and we require medical attention..."
C'Tora's ears twitched as he heard the transmission. " Mister Morgan, Could you ask how many injured they have and the nature of the injuries please? I want to be able to prepared treat them as quickly as possible for they're injuries. "
Morgan looked at the doctor then back to the console and opened up the channel. Morgan noted there was a lot of static and the interference in the debris field that was making the comm lines difficult to maintain, but he managed to compensate for now. He spoke, "This is Ensign Adam Morgan. How many injured onboard your ship?"
"*Cough Cough*, There are two of us......but not for much......longer" Came the reply from a different voice than before. This time is was a female voice who sounded worse for wear.
"Okay, proceed Morgan, we've got to get them out of there pronto." Michael giving the word. He settled back and watched anxiously as they headed in the direction of the vessel. He hoped they would get there in time. "From how they were sounding, Dr. be ready to help them when we beam them aboard doesn't sound like they are in a good way. And Morgan, we'll be needing to tow their ship back to the Andromeda. I've got to find out just what happened and see if the ship can be fixed. " Michael feeling a bit anxious.
When the runabout neared the vessel, Michael gave the order, "Matthews, Kuroka be at the ready, and let's beam them aboard, energizing now!" Michael moving to swap places with Matthews so she could be where the two people would be when they bring them onboard the runabout.
As Hawkins moved aside it was almost like a dance how Harper moved to where she needed to be. It was just behind him but with enough scope to move in quickly if needed.
Michael's fingers danced over the console, locking a tractor beam onto the trader's ship, they will have to tow it back for him to really get a good look at the damage done to it.
"Morgan lets get back to the ship." Michael said, and looked back towards the rear of the runabout where the two traders have materialized.
Morgan watched on his boards and out the viewport to make sure the tractor beam was stable and then placed in a couple commands to take both them and the damaged ship back to the Andromeda, hoping not to run into any debris along the way.
C'Tora stood by the transporter pad where the traders materialized with his medkit and ready to pounce on the injured to treat their wounds. He swiftly began to stabilize the patients. " Computer, I need two level one status fields around the patients NOW!! " The status fields hummed into effect and shimmered around the traders. He pulled his tricorder and began scanning them. " That should buy them some time. " he mumbled under his breath. " I am Doctor Kuroka, please tell me what happened and how long you've been out there." He asked the traders.
"Im sure I will live," stated the male trader. He continued as he looked at the doctor, "We have been out here for more than a couple days, i can tell you that."
Morgan turned his head to note the voice was familiar and looked into the eyes of the man he used to know from the past. He was about to speak when the eyes between Morgan and the male trader connected, and Morgan looked away hoping not to give his surprise away. Morgan tried to get the voice and now his past out of his mind as he maintained control of the runabout.
Barely able to stay conscious, the female trader focused on breathing for a moment, “days is the best guess”
C'Tora gave both traders a hypospray to ease the pain and make them more comfortable until they reached the ship where they could be provided with a better level of care. His ears lowered and his tail began moving side to side slowly. " Please state how you were injured, so that I may have the prepared items standing by to treat you and heal you quickly. "
Taking a few deep breaths before responding, or at least as deep as she currently could, the female trader looked to the large feline, “our engine core decided to die and it dropped us out of warp into orbit of a radioactive dead planet”
Michael was listening to what went on as he monitored the progress of their trip back to the Andromeda. He also was looking forward to getting out of the EVA suit as well. His eyes lit up when the curves of the USS Andromeda came to view. "Looks like we are almost there." he stated, Just a few minutes more." He didn't have to tell Morgan to be easy at what he was doing, as the man was already doing such.
"USS Andromeda we have arrived, open shuttle bay doors and be prepared to bring in the trader vessel, with the tractor beam once we release it."
C'Tora tapped his combadge. " Sickbay, This is Doctor Kuroka. stand by to receive two patients with severe radiation sickness. " " The combadge crackled and responded. " Nurse Able to Doctor Kuroka, Medical standing by and ready. "
C'Tora busied himself with the Medical kit and pulled out two hypos, and he looked at his patients. " I'm giving you Arithrazine, It's the strongest Anti Radiation medicine we have. " The hypo hissed twice as he injected each patient. " Don't worry we'll have you in Sickbay in no time."
C'Tora once again tapped his combadge. " Doctor Kuroka to Andromeda. We're coming in with a small ship that has radiation contamination and needs to be decontaminated prior to anyone boarding it. Beam Myself and two others directly to Sickbay at my location. " The transporter effect shimmered briefly and the traders and C'Tora faded from the shuttle and disappeared.
Michael looked at the other two "Well, we're back and we get to decontaminate ourselves as well. A job well done I would say." having a smile.
Harper smiled and nodded. "Apart from being slightly radioactive by proxy, yeah. I'm just glad I'm not scrubbing down the shuttle." she added before moving off to prepare herself for the decontamination chamber.
Ensign Adam Morgan
Chief Flight Control Officer
Lieutenant Michael Hawkins
Chief Engineer
Lieutenant JG C'Tora Kuroka
Chief Medical Officer
Female Trader (Kassie)
Belikov NPC
Ensign Harper Matthews
Chief Security/Tactical Officer
