EXETERNRPG: EXETERRPG: (3 - 0112) FO Cmdr Ailynn Bracken

[Jaclyn Smith]

Great Post mate!

On Fri, 12 Mar 2021, 22:11 Mark Howard via exeter-rpg, <
exeter-rpg at startrekfreedom.com> wrote:

> Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express
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> Day:03
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> Stardate: 2554:12:03
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> (USS Exeter – Holodeck 3 - FO Cmdr Ailynn Bracken – 0112)
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> Ailynn felt the world change, and she wasn’t ashamed of being
> butt-clenchingly terrified. All trace of tiredness had gone, the most
> ancient part of her brain, the bit that was labelled ‘primal terror’ was
> just for a second calling all the shots and had filled her body with all
> kinds of interesting hormones.
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>
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> As she and her team materialised in the holodeck, she could see that the
> program was already ending, she saw what was once Maxine, suddenly turn to
> ash, and drift to the floor. Ire stood by, a bloodied knife in hand.
>
> Taking in the rest of the room. She was gratified to see that the team was
> already moving, checking bodies on the floor. She looked around, seeing
> that the other hostages were safe, shaken, but otherwise physically
> uninjured, turning her attention to the fallen, she saw three bodies, one
> in yellow, and two in blue, Seeing the horror around them, she could see it
> immediately affect everyone. She moved quickly, checking each of the fallen
> for a pulse, her heart sank deeply into her chest when she found Nesha
> deceased, and further still with Ensign Clarke. She then moved to the body,
> then one that she had hoped beyond every hope that she’d been wrong about
> identifying. ~Erin?~ she felt sick to her very core.
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>
>
> “HEY! OVER HERE” She heard Lana call out, in a voice that at that moment
> grated on her.
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> “No, no, no.” She felt Erin’s neck, her highly practiced fingers directly
> on the carotid pulse.
>
> ~was that?~
>
> It was there, tiny, and fluttering, but it was there. Ailynn didn’t dare
> look at Erin’s injuries, this wasn’t the time for that.
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> “MEDIC! I HAVE A PULSE!”
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> (Reply Kruze)
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> “NEVER MIND HER, WHAT ABOUT US?” Again, Ailynn ignored her, if she was
> well enough to shout, she could be left until last.
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> “Weak pulse, intubate and get her breathing. You know what to do. Trauma
> 101. Stabilise her. When we get site-to-site back you’re straight to
> sickbay. By the time that you get there the trauma team will be ready, you
> have the patient Doctor.”
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> (Reply Kruze)
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> =/\=Merek to Bracken.=/\=
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> “Bracken!” she answered, somewhat curtly.
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> =/\=Our transporters are now fully operational, and clean of any stowaway
> sub-routines. Site-to-site is now at your disposal. I have locks on
> everyone in the room.=/\= Keira reported.
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>
>
> “Thank you Kiera, does the Captain know?”
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>
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> =/\=Negative, but you are busy, I’ll inform the Captain. I just thought
> you’d need the information first, if there are any casualties.=/\=
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> “Give me medical transport, Kruze and Cortez, on my order.”
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> =/\=I will, Merek out,=/\= she said closing the channel.
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> Ailynn opened another channel immediately. “Sickbay this Bracken.
> Emergency incoming Scramble Trauma team. Bracken out”
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> (Reply Sickbay iyw)
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> She stepped back over to Kruze. “Doctor. Are you ready?”
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> (Reply Kruze)
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> She longed to go with them, but that wasn’t her job, not anymore, besides,
> from what she had seen up until now, Kruze showed promise.
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> “Kiera, Transport now.” She half snapped over the comm.
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> (Reply Kiera)
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> She could see that the scene was still in chaos. Drawing a breath, she
> opened a channel to Trip.
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> “Bracken to Captain Williams”
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> (Reply Trip)
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> “Holodeck secure, request security backup to secure entrance to the room.
> Get these fracking doors open.”
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> She was tired, and spent. The adrenaline that had been keeping her going
> had run out, and a wall of tiredness hit her like nothing else. She saw her
> team, all visually stricken by the few short minutes in here. She saw the
> remains of the hostages beaten, physically and emotionally, and she saw the
> two remaining bodies, that had a matter of a couple of hours ago, been
> happy, smiling and energetic members of her crew. Now though, they had
> breathed their last, the two deceased and her closest friend literally at
> death’s door; Ailynn bowed her head, the emotion flooding her.
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>
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> ~I’m sorry...I failed you all.~
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>
>
> (Reply as above)
>
> (posted by Mark)
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