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Tania Branson
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PostSubject: Run for your Lives On the Stick   Sat Sep 05, 2009 3:29 am

Charlene was on the helm and Galley was on the bridge for the nightshift. In truth, the Caitian was in his absolute glory. Jessie had everything in the Observation Lounge under control. For the first time in too long, Galley felt like he was not abandoning his post when he served on the bridge. He did not know every command. He definitely did not know every trajectory delta.

Charlene was also relatively inexperienced but the plan was simply to enter the Typhon Expanse without a hitch. Charlene and Galley were given simple instruction from Tania and Click. Fly straight and fly right.

Charlene was flying away and Anya, the very inexperienced Orion was on Operations. Neither picked up on the giant Keldon Class Cardassian Vessel decloaking and engaging in a violent attack run. The torpedoes hit near the bridge with a violent force that rocked the ship to its very last rivet. Charlene screamed in terror.

Galley sat down and promptly engaged the red alert. The second torpedo rocked the bridge which immediately went dark. Not a sound, not a light, not nothing.

Galley hollered, "Life support."

=/= Tanmesad Environmental Controls are functioning normally. =/=

Galley was most grateful for the Federation computers added recently. Charlene looked back, "Sorry."

"Not your fault.", Galley exclaimed.

Vash stormed onto the bridge, "What the hell is going on?"

"We have been hit.", Galley responded.

"No freaking kidding.", Vash snapped, forgetting it was the inexperienced Galley on the bridge. Galley bowed his head.

"Does anyone still have power?", Vash yelled.

"Engineering.", Anya whispered. She was terrified at Vash's demeanor as his bridge lay in blackness.

=/= Gul Enranet to Engineering =/=

=/= Ensign Lyun here, Sir =/=

"The stalker child. Just my luck.", Vash was pissed that his bridge was still dark.

=/= Get me Glinn Warren =/=

Vash ordered.

=/= Glinn Warren is sleeping, Gul Enranet and asked that he not be disturbed =/=

Marisa responded. She had no idea that the bridge was dark.

=/= Did I freaking studder, Ensign. Get me Glinn Warren. Have him report to the bridge =/=

Vash was acting all too dominant; all too Cardassian.

Carson was rubbing his eyes when he got to the bridge, "Who turned out the lights?"

Carson laughed. Vash was in no mood.

"We have been shot, Warren. We need to know if they are making a second pass and we need to get the hell out of here. Get me freaking lights, YESTERDAY!!", Vash snarled.

Carson walked over and engaged a couple of buttons.

=/= Engineering Override in place. =/=

The computer spoke as the lights came up. Carson walked over to the engineering console.

Anya yelled, "Its a Keldon and they are coming again!!!!!!"

The Tanmesad rocked after a third major hit.

Vash turned to Carson, "We can't take much more of this. Get us the hell out of here."

Carson looked back, "The hydraulic interface between the helm console and the drive controls has failed. We cannot fly the ship from here."

"Where are you going to fly it from?", Vash snapped.

=/= Marisa can you control the ship from engineering? =/=

Carson tapped his combadge to speak to the Bajoran.

=/= Unfortunately no, Glinn Warren. The blast has fused the controls. We are sitting ducks. We can fly straight that is all. =/=

Vash turned to Carson, "We need to evade or we will be destroyed. Fix the damn thing?"

"And how am I gonna fix it out here, Enranet. How?", Carson snapped back.

"What are we gonna do?", Charlene half cried.

"Don't start that crap here.", Vash snarled. Charlene was ready to break down, but she held it together.

"We could jam a stick into the hydraulic and fly the old fashion way.", Carson explained.

"The Hydraulic and Plasma Conduit interface conncct in seven different locations. It would take a thousand tonnes of force to move the stick, moron.", Vash snarled, proud of his knowledge of the interface hydraulics.

"There is someone who could pull it.", Carson responded.

"Who on this freaking ship is that strong, you?", Vash snarled.

"No, CANDI.", Carson responded.

"The Android. We are not going down that road again.", Vash snapped.

"Ok. Sit here and die then.", Carson snapped, sitting down on the floor.

"How long to rig it up?", Vash asked.

"About 10 minutes.", Carson smiled.

"You have 40 seconds, here they come again!!", yelled Anya.

Carson had his hands in the gears when the Tanmesad vibrated for a fourth time. He pinched his fingers and cussed badly.

Anya looked at Vash, "Shields at 5%. If they hit again, they will penetrate the outer haul."

Vash looked at Carson, "Let's go, grease monkey. Let's go."

Carson took a big bar and put it into his cup-like connection. Candi arrived on the bridge, "Okay, sweetie. Fly us outta here."

=/= Marisa, prepared to go to Maximum Impulse Power NOW!! =/=

Carson yelled into the combadge.

Candi steared the massive ship like one would steer at 1917 biplane as the Tanmesad disappeared into the blue and purple clouds of the Typhon Expanse. Carson looked at his toy, "Well done, Candi."

"Did you expect anything less, Carson?", Candi, in her usual arrogance responded.

"Just fix the damn console.", Vash smiled at Carson and Candi.

"Mr. Leo, I expect a full report in the morning.", Vash ordered.

"Yes, Gul Enranet.", Galley bowed his head.

"Don't be embarrassed, Mr. Leo. This was not your fault. This was my fault. We could have simply capitulated and returned to Cardassia as ordered. Any further incidents falls on the rebel Gul Enranet.", Vash bowed his own head.

"No, sir.", Galley responded, stopping Vash in his tracks.

"We are Tanmesad. This was decided together. All our mistakes are our own.", Galley looked at the Cardassian.

Vash smiled. He looked at Galley, "Tanmesad."

The simple and single word was enough. Everyone responded together, "Tanmesad."

Candi was definitely taking this all in.

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Gul Vash Enranet
Commanding Officer
CGV Tanmesad
Phoenix Fleet

Glinn Carson Warren
Chief Engineer
CGV Tanmesad
Phoenix Fleet
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