Re: Chapter 2: Operation Guillotine
Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 1:40 pm
Terl Obar wrote:"Sir," Tanar replies, figuring a little politeness can't hurt (using a PER roll here to attempt to provide a positive modifier), "That is completely correct but I believe that status will change almost immediately. In case you haven't heard, we've been activated on an X-ray alert." Tanar pauses for a moment to let that sink in (OOC: I assume that the tech is military and therefore knows what that means, if not let me know and I'll modify my response to fit). "As soon as the captain is on-board we are shipping out. We have a team on the ground and are moving to support.
"Now, if you want to help in the effort," Tanar continues pleasantly, "Let me know what your area of expertise is and I'll let you know where you can do the most good. We're a little short staffed here with part of the crew on the ground. Otherwise, have a seat and you can take it up with the captain when she gets here. In the meantime, I've got a bunch of intel to coordinate."
OOC: who knew Tanar could turn on the charm PER check 24
IC: The ship yard tech looked uncertain and Tanars obvious intent to ignore him left him feeling a little impotent. He stood there sucking his teeth and the silence stretched awkwardly. The silence was suddenly broken by an alarm on Tanar's panel. Neither Tanar nor the tech noticed the elevator doors whooshing open.
Tanar's mouth went dry...
The yard worker stammered, "Mother of... is that what I think it is?"
Then the voice of Captain Zyrova cut threw the tension, "Yes it is. Mr. Tanar where is Ike? Has anyone reached him by chronocom? This ship is leaving space dock now!"
"I'll get right on that Captain," said Tanar keying up Ike's chronocom number to send a call.
The Captain looked at the yard tech and said, "We seemed to be short an engineer so you're drafted. Get down to engineering and get my engines pre-flighted."
The tech stammered, "B-B-bbbut I'm not in propulsion!"
"Just get down there and do your best. NOW!"
As the tech scrambled into the lift the captain strode to the helm and activated it with its tactical repeater plot. She stared down into it for a moment looking at the blood red icon of a freshly transitted ship in the outer system that the remote sensor platforms were feeding data on via subspace. Tanar felt a chill go through him as he also watched the icon as he had never seen it in anything but a simulation. It was the icon of a sathar destroyer.
Suddenly the captain looked up and grimaced, "Doesn't rain but it pours eh, Tanar?"