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<div dir="ltr"><font face="Verdana">Day:
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Stardate: 2446.01.03</font></div>
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background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">(USS
Exeter –Broken Bow – Cockpit- COO LTjg Paul
Sleeford </span><span dir="ltr"
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<p dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;
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sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Paul placed the runabout on auto and walked the short distance to the left hand wall, removing a panel he looked at the blackened mess, the comms relay had fried in the short attack.</span></font></p>
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sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Placing the panel back he turned to the large piece of metal he’d beamed aboard, grabbing a tricorder from the rack he started scanning the material. The sound of shooting from the rear of the runabout.</span></font></p>
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sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Throwing the tricorder down, Paul moved the three step to the weapons locker, punching in the code he grabbed a mark one phaser and held it by his side ready. Hearing footsteps approaching Paul raised his arm aiming the phaser at the doorway.</span></font></p>
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sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Seeing Ire staggering through the door, Paul stood to one side with his arm lowered slightly, watching as the CFO slumped down it the pilots seat.</span></font></p>
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face="Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Seeing the weapon come up in Ires hand,Paul raised his arm and settled his thumb over the firing button, seeing the other phaser placed on the console, Paul relaxed slightly.</span></font></p>
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face="Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“He just went crazy….I mean T’Kel snapped or something.”</span></font></p>
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0pt;"><font size="-2" face="Helvetica, Arial,
sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Paul found the statement hard to believe, he’d worked with T’Kel on numerous occasions whilst in security and several times since, he found him to be the most stable person on the ship. Nothing seemed to phase him, even for a Vulcan he was calm and logical. Watching as Ire calmed down and took a deep breath.</span></font></p>
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face="Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">“We were aft and T’Kel was just inspecting some of the internal systems. He must have triggered something as I was blinded by a flash. As I regained my site he was launching himself at me trying to take my head off with the panel. I just managed to get my phaser out before he caved my head in.”</span></font></p>
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sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">“Any ideas why he attacked you?”</span></font></p>
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face="Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“I don’t know why he did that. He was acting normal...well normal for a Vulcan anyway moments before.” </span></font></p>
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sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Nodding Paul kept an eye on the weapon sitting empty within reach of Ire, something had happened back there, something wrong, T’Kel would’t just attack, unless something or someone had attacked him first, </span></font></p>
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face="Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">“What did he do to my ship?”</span></font></p>
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sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14.666666984558105px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Following the glance Paul scanned the board quickly, propulsion, communications, weapon’s and transporters where out, life support was at two thirds, IDF/SIF where at fifty percent. Anything more then thrusters should have them smeared over the rear bulkhead.</span></font></p>
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0pt;"><font face="Verdana">“Nothing that can’t be
fixed, there’s a small repair kit in bulk head C,
I’ll go grab it and see if I can sort out the mess
back there, I’ll place the weapon back in the
locker as well.“</font></p>
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near Ire’s hand, Paul was weary, out of the three
occupants on the runabout one had gone mad and
attacked the other, but which way round. Carefully
picking up the weapon, Paul backed away keeping an
eye on Ire.</font></p>
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0pt;"><font face="Verdana">Moving to the rear door,
Paul placed the fired weapon in his belt and the
mark one back in the locker. Stepping through the
door he squatted to check on T’Kel. Finding he
was breathing, he rolled him into the recovery
position, standing he pulled the panel open and
looked inside, shaking his head he saw a blackened
module, like someone had fired a phaser at it,
looking back towards the cockpit, taking the small
toolkit, Paul removed the blackened module,
throwing the ruined one on the floor Paul caught
movement out of the corner of his eye, reaching
slowly for the phaser he pushed a new module into
the slot, closing the panel he replace the tools
and the kit in the locker. Looking down to where
T'Kel lay he caught the movement again, this time
ducking as a large spanner swung where his head
had been. Falling to the floor, Paul rolled onto
his back and firing as he pulled the phaser,
seeing the beam hit the wall. He felt the spanner
strike his left shoulder, feeling his arm go numb
Paul swore, as the phaser dropped to the floor. <br>
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