ILLUMINARRPG: (3-1920) SO Ensign Picard

[Al Muir]

Mission: Death in the Shadows
Day: 3
Stardate: 2446.02.03

(Freighter Edmund Fitzgerald- Bridge – SO Ensign Francois Picard –1920)

Picard and his team rematerialized on the bridge of the freighter.  He was a little disappointed that he hadn’t been selected for the teams that went to the pirate ships, but  was surprised that he’d been selected to lead a team onto the freighter.  The last few months, since the debacle on the Sharlayan ship, he had received an endless round of ribbing from the others in the department.  He didn’t really mind, although he still contends that getting lost was not his fault.  However, it wouldn’t be let go of.  At one point somebody had accessed his PADD and had it dictate directions of everywhere he was going, including the mess hall, and even the head.  And they had locked the volume on full so that everyone could hear him coming, literally.

However, eventually it all subsided and he was finally let out of the duties of maintain the weapons lockers and cleaning the photon torpedoes.  He was even allowed to participate in training sessions, where he apparently had impressed someone enough to let him back onto full active duty, and in charge of this assault team.

Once he noted the position of his team Picard scanned the room, his phaser rifle ready.  But it was too late.  Everyone on the bridge was already dead.  It didn’t look like they had much of a chance, or gave much of a fight.

“Picard to Illuminar,” he opened a comm channel on his suit, “we are in the bridge. The entire bridge crew is dead. We are preparing to make our way to the cargo holds.”

=^=Affirmative.  Be aware that the dampening field will prevent us from reading you while it is active and you are within its influence. =^=

“Roger that,” Picard reply. “Disengagement of the dampening field will be a priority.  Picard out.”

Picard made a gesture to his team to move out and head to the cargo bays. Before long they would be on their own.

=^=Make sure you don’t get lost Francois.=^=

Picard rolled his eyes and shot back, “Stow it Stubing.”

=^=Sorry boss.=^= came back, but Picard couldn’t help but over hear a slight snicker.

~This is going to be a long mission,~ he thought to himself.

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(Posted by Al Muir)
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