2374USS ATHENE [CSS AUDITOR]: Another Way Down
- Oct 22, 2004SD. 16.1022.1558 (GMT+0200)
-¦- Scene: CSS Auditor, Main Bridge -¦-
-¦- Time: Right after Susanne's post -¦-
The explosions came with no warning. One moment, Ian was working in
relative calm as they were pursuing the CSS Prosecutor--where,
apparently, the elusive Lt<jg> Cady had moved to now--and the next
moment, the ship quaked and shuddered like one's worst nightmare.
"Report!" It was Lt. Seldon's voice, but it sounded muffled and
came from somewhere else than where Ian had last seen the acting
captain. And Ian, too, was not where he was supposed to be. Pulling
himself up on a railing, he gritted his teeth as a jolt of pain shot
through his left knee. He must have injured it when he fell down, but
now was not the best time to be concerned about that. He limped to the
tactical console to see if he could give some sort of report to Seldon,
whom he caught crawling out from underneath the command chair. Whatever
had happened, it had actually knocked the chair a few metres across the
"Multiple explosions throughout the ship," Ensign Davidovitch said.
His operations station looked mostly unharmed. "All just outside
critical areas, it looks like."
Ian managed to get something useful out of his own console. "I have
one on the deck below main engineering, directly underneath the warp
core. There were two more at the base of the engine nacelles, one near
the armoury, and one--"
"--right here," Seldon finished. She was standing at the edge of a
ragged hole in the bridge's floor, just behind where her command chair
had been and just in front of where the raised aft part began. Ian bent
forward over his console and looked straight down onto the floor of
deck three. Judging by the table and chairs he saw, it was probably a
mess hall of some kind. "Casualties, Mr. Davidovitch?"
"Sickbay reports at least half a dozen wounded, but no fatalities
so far," Davidovitch said. He was sitting far enough in front of the
blast to have escaped with no physical trauma.
Seldon grimaced as she looked from the gaping hole to the command
chair and back. "I'm beginning to wonder if it was such a good idea to
take this ship."
"Probably--" Ian started to say, but a shout from below interrupted
him. It was Lt<jg> Einicrox, looking up from two floors down.
"Lt. Seldon! What was that?"
"Just what it looks like, Ensign. I mean, Lieutenant," Seldon
corrected. "Courtesy of our Telmarcian friends, no doubt."
Einicrox let go of another of those Andorian curses, followed by
something muttered under her breath, of which Ian could only make out
the words "traitor" and "Cady". In truth, though, Ian didn't think Cady
had anything to do with the explosions, but that was more of a feeling
than anything concrete.
"Lt. Seldon, I believe I have an explanation as to why the
explosion occurred on deck two instead of on the bridge," Lt<jg> 'n
Galeda said in that palaverous manner of his. "I have familiarized
myself with the tactical layout of this vessel. In addition to the
regular deflectors around the outer hull, I have found that all of the
ship's critical areas are also internally shielded. Amongst other
things, this decreases the probability of harmful objects being beamed
directly into these areas."
"But if the Telmarcians did indeed beam a couple of bombs aboard,
how did they get through the outer shields?" Seldon asked.
"It is quite possible the repair drones were used as transporter
conduits, or otherwise to disrupt our shields momentarily to the point
of being penetrable by a narrow transporter beam." Ian wondered why the
android didn't appear at Einicrox's side, but there was probably a good
reason for it.
"Couldn't these drones have carried the actual explosives?"
"That it also a possibility," 'n Galeda admitted. "In any case, the
drones were probably a means rather than a goal in itself. I have just
finished a more detailed analysis of the virus they carried, and I do
not think it would have caused significant damage to our systems."
"A diversion." Einicrox spat out the word like it was one of her
curses. "Have us check out these drones, so we don't see the bombs they
brought aboard." Her antennae swayed irritably. "Well, it scuffing
"Don't be so sure of that, Lieutenant," Ian responded. "I'll admit
the explosions scared the heck out of me, and I injured my knee when I
lost my footing, but that's about all." Actually, his knee was hurting
quite badly now, even if he kept his weight on only his right leg.
Still, there were other matters to worry about first. "No one was
killed, no critical systems were damaged. All we have is some holes in
the deck plating."
Seldon turned towards him. "Ensign, are you saying these explosions
are just another diversion?"
Ian shrugged. "It worked once. Why not try it a second time?"
NRPG: So... what is the _real_ threat for the Auditor's crew?
(Wingman Award [2x], Starfleet Leadership Medal, Blue Ribbon,
Golden Chain Award, Meritorious Service Citation, Gold Ribbon)
Commander Rudolf Fischer, CO, USS Yeager
Commander Thar Emond, departing FO, DS101
Mrell, Private Aide and Consultant, USS Nightingale
Branch Admiral Tandro Landi, Fleet PO, Cocoon Fleet
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