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With a working decontamination chamber, [[Genkos Sim|Sim]] ran through the process with [[Joan Basilone|Basilone]], [[Carmen Tis|Tis]], himself and the rescued puppy, and finally [[Jocelyn Marshall|Marshall]] bringing up the rear. While [[Jocelyn Marshall|Marshall]] rode the lightening, outside a crab dropped thorugh the hole in the ceiling. With quick reflexes, [[Joan Basilone|Basilone]] beat the crab into submission with a rebar, coiling in on itself. Decontamination completed, the team pressed to move on, only for a wall of crab to come descending from the ceiling hole on the wings of their dead friend, skittering into the team as they fled for the exit into the corridor. | With a working decontamination chamber, [[Genkos Sim|Sim]] ran through the process with [[Joan Basilone|Basilone]], [[Carmen Tis|Tis]], himself and the rescued puppy, and finally [[Jocelyn Marshall|Marshall]] bringing up the rear. While [[Jocelyn Marshall|Marshall]] rode the lightening, outside a crab dropped thorugh the hole in the ceiling. With quick reflexes, [[Joan Basilone|Basilone]] beat the crab into submission with a rebar, coiling in on itself. Decontamination completed, the team pressed to move on, only for a wall of crab to come descending from the ceiling hole on the wings of their dead friend, skittering into the team as they fled for the exit into the corridor. | ||
''Meanwhile, up on Deck D - the five-point plan of [[Valesha Sienelis|Sienelis]] and [[Christopher Johns|Johns]] was put into practice. Flipping over the mobile tractor arm, [[Christopher Johns|Johns]] managed to get it working while [[Valesha Sienelis|Sienelis]] piloted the upside down shuttlecraft. With arduous determination, they managed to get it right side up in the shuttlebay.<ref name="Sienelis:Adventures">[https://groups.google.com/d/msg/sb118-gorkon/B1I0K3SHSZk/Ibyqob1UBwAJ Lieutenant (JG) Valesha Sienelis - "Adventures" ]</ref> Working on borrowed time, the two set about trying to put together the sensor matrix and send out a burst communication to any ships within the area; a distress beacon to the Starfleet network. | ''Meanwhile, up on Deck D - the five-point plan of [[Valesha Sienelis|Sienelis]] and [[Christopher Johns|Johns]] was put into practice. Flipping over the mobile tractor arm, [[Christopher Johns|Johns]] managed to get it working while [[Valesha Sienelis|Sienelis]] piloted the upside down shuttlecraft. With arduous determination, they managed to get it right side up in the shuttlebay.<ref name="Sienelis:Adventures">[https://groups.google.com/d/msg/sb118-gorkon/B1I0K3SHSZk/Ibyqob1UBwAJ Lieutenant (JG) Valesha Sienelis - "Adventures" ]</ref> Working on borrowed time, the two set about trying to put together the sensor matrix and send out a burst communication to any ships within the area; a distress beacon to the Starfleet network.'' | ||
Up in the Cargo Bay on Deck 6, with the faint signature of a transporter picked up by [[Ayiana Sevo|Sevo]], [[Cory Stoyer|Stoyer]] climbed up to the console using scattered crates and a makeshift harness, certain he could get it working in time to get them out of there. | Up in the Cargo Bay on Deck 6, with the faint signature of a transporter picked up by [[Ayiana Sevo|Sevo]], [[Cory Stoyer|Stoyer]] climbed up to the console using scattered crates and a makeshift harness, certain he could get it working in time to get them out of there. | ||
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Further up, [[Corliss Fortune|Fortune]] began cutting away at the "ceiling", again trying to find a way up and out of the confined space they were in. Nebula has rolling against the makeshift shield, their time was limited. A clatter of metal signified she was triumphant and [[Emilia Krugol|Krugol]] tried to keep the crab horde at bay until the team could make their escape. | Further up, [[Corliss Fortune|Fortune]] began cutting away at the "ceiling", again trying to find a way up and out of the confined space they were in. Nebula has rolling against the makeshift shield, their time was limited. A clatter of metal signified she was triumphant and [[Emilia Krugol|Krugol]] tried to keep the crab horde at bay until the team could make their escape. | ||
Making their way through Deck 9 once more, hot on the trail of their kidnapped colleague, [[Groznin Smith|Smith]] and [[Gnaxac]] led the way up through the Jefferies tubes, until they found [[Samira Neathler|Neathler]] on the floor, arm tucked in to protect it. | Making their way through Deck 9 once more, hot on the trail of their kidnapped colleague, [[Groznin Smith|Smith]] and [[Gnaxac]] led the way up through the Jefferies tubes, until they found [[Samira Neathler|Neathler]] on the floor, arm tucked in to protect it. Getting her up with the help of the medkit, the team progressed through to the closet refuge - the Life Support Control Centre. | ||
Escaping into the corridor, followed by a wave of crabs, [[Joan Basilonne|Basilone]] quickly launched her nickel bomb into the nebula gas and horde of crabs descending. Exploding like popcorn kernels, their innards coated the walls, and converting the nebula has in the corridor to a yellow vapour. A reaction with the flourine, the nickel the catalyst. | |||
''Meanwhile, up on Deck D - with the sensors re-established, [[Valesha Sienelis|Sienelis]] sent out a distress call to any ship within the area capable of coming to their aid. Within seconds of standing in silence with [[Christopher Johns|Johns]], the response came back. The [[USS Yarahla]] was on it's way.''<ref name="Sienelis:Universe">[https://groups.google.com/d/msg/sb118-gorkon/bL3qvWQu69o/ut_UJbTpBwAJ Lieutenant (JG) Valesha Sienelis - The Universe Has a Sense of Humour]</ref> | |||
Up in the Deck 12 Torpedo Launcher Control Room, [[Tasha MacFarlane|MacFarlane]] and [[Trellis Vondaryan|Vondaryan]] raced to get a distress beacon out from the tubes, however, as they tried, they found one beacon in the midst of launch cracked in half and wedged into the tube.<ref name="MacFarlane:Gravity">[https://groups.google.com/d/msg/sb118-gorkon/syAYyRfDrV8/9qsrxRLSCgAJ Lieutenant Tasha MacFarlane - The Gravity of the Situation ]</ref> | |||
At the same time, in the Life Support Control Centre of Deck 11, the team came across a dying Vulcan on the floor of the room. Rendering quick aid, [[Orson "Bear" Marshall|Bear Marshall]] watched as the strong humanoid grappled the hypospray out of [[Groznin Smith|Smith]]'s hand and threw it in an arch toward the console. It hit perfectly, and the haunting melody of the computer began to ring out. ''"Computer: Input confirmed. Gravitational realignment will begin in thirty seconds. Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight..."''<ref name="Neathler:Silence">[https://groups.google.com/d/msg/sb118-gorkon/TzNhjvuEXlQ/l2Uz_d5SCAAJ Lieutenant JG Samira Neathler - Silence]</ref> | |||
The message dispersed across the ship, with everyone reaching for something to grab onto in the ensuing chaos, and as the dust settled around them with a fresh slew of injuries, the [[USS Yarahla]] arrived.<ref name="Reynolds:Cavalry">[https://groups.google.com/d/msg/sb118-gorkon/b1RTWdVOVO0/UO3OlumLCwAJ Captain Christopher Henshaw - The Cavalry Arrives ''(written by Rear Admiral Quinn Reynolds)'']</ref> | |||
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Riding in like the cavalry, the [[USS Yarahla]] begins to pull off any and all lifesigns from the destroyed vessel into a pre-arranged trauma Cargo Bay. Sweet relief for all, bitter irony for some. | |||
The severely wounded were moved immediately off to the Main Sickbay and surgical suites of the ship, while those who could wait for triage were set to cots that lined the bay floor. Water, food, and the peace of mind that they were now safe; the rescued crew began to sink down into the bunks for well-needed rest. | |||