[IC] = Klena

Klena carefully weighed their options, despite the continued flashes against the Tempestas shields as the Romulan Birds of Prey continued a constant fire, then cloak routine. They weren't making much headway with all three, but frankly neither were the birds of prey, not with the Tempestas heavily reinforced shields.

Nonetheless, time was a factor, and they really didn't have time to fight with an AI. "Blow the compute core Major, and tag our supplies for transport."

At that same instant, the ship debris cloud turned into a fireball as the Gorn shuttle opened fire. The Tempestas' shields flared in response, holding back the fireball and debris storm. The Romulan ship wasn't so lucky, several debris fragments ripped through it's damaged hull.

[OC] = Klena

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Kris nodded as the team of MACO's gathered outside the doors to the primary engine and computer control room. On board a Federation ship, it was called Main Engineering. The supplies that had been appropriated from the Tempestas had been located and tagged for transport. They were just waiting for the shields to come down in order to beam them back home.

Something had been bothering Kris about this entire situation. He had kept it to himself, but he wanted to talk about the ordeal with Angel and perhaps the Admiral as well once they got back to the ship. Why would a ship controlled by an AI beam over materials from the Tempestas? Someone on board the Federation ship would have had to tag the containers in order for the transport to occur. Was that person still on board, or did they beam to this ship, and if so, where were they? If they beamed over to a different ship, which one?

This random train of thought had been derailed the instant the doors to the Engineering deck hissed open. Apparently, the MACO Spec Ops squad had been able to work some magic on the door controls. Kris and 2LT Davis both rushed in, covering opposite quadrants of the room as the remainder of the team swarmed into the center. Despite the fact that there were no physical life signs aboard the ship, Kris did not want to take any chances. They were clearing this room by the book.

After what seemed like an eternity, the team sounded the all clear, indicating that there were no visible threats. One of the Spec Ops team members, a demolitions expert, immediatley went to the primary control panel and started placing specialized charges. These charges were dual-purpose. There was an electromagnetic pulse in order to disable the circuitry, but there was also enough chemical explosive present in order to physically destroy any components that might have been shielded against an EM attack.

As the last of the charges were placed, Kris tapped his commbadge to notify the Tempestas that they were heading to the extraction point before triggering the explosion.

{Unauthorized explosive materials detected in Engineering. Do you think you can destroy me? I am superior to all of you!} came a voice, speaking Rihannsu. The universal translator had done the honors of translating the Romulan phrases so the entire MACO team could understand.

The doors to engineering sealed themselves shut as an alarm blared all around them. {You are trapped here and you shall die!}

"It's killing all life support! Emergency containment procedures!"

Kris tapped his commbadge as the world started spinning around him. "Admiral, the ship has us locked down in Engineering. I'm blowing the charges now!"

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CAPT (LT) PJ Blazer
MACO Division, Echo Squad
12th Fleet, United Federation of Planets

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Tracy read her station like a hawk looking at a field.

And all she saw as grass. Peaceful, calm grass.

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Her husband on the other hand was well in charge.

"Lt., I want status reports on security teams. Make sure we also have rotating patrols between key junctions. Have them place additional, closed circuit monitors just in case we get visitors.

I don't want our home breached again."

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Semper Paratus - Always Ready

Semper Invictus, Semper Vigilans - Ever Invincible, Ever Watchful

[IC] = Klena

"Get them out of there!" Klena's voice boomed over the sound of commotion in the bridge. The Romulan ship was disintegrating from the inside out. The shields had failed mere moments before from the fireball and wave of debris that was only now clearing out from Grouser's junk yard.

She glanced at her science officer. "Find those birds of prey, it's time to end this."

The Romulan Birds of Prey had been playing a continual game of cat and mouse, uncloaking, firing, then cloaking again before the Tempestas could cause serious damage. Her proud ship was holding strong, the last tactical report indicated they could do this indefinitely, but getting into warp under fire like this wouldn't end well.

"And get LCDR Amberose to dock that Gorn shuttle in our main shuttle bay, have the teams clear a landing zone."

She turned her attention back to the tactical displays hovering just in front of her, feeding her real time data on the progress of the battle.

[OC]=Klena

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A bleep from the console told Jovus that the Tempesta was ready for him to dock.

The Gorn shuttle wallowed around and swung into the cavernous hangar, slipping through the briefest drop of the hangar area shielding.

Dropping the shuttle unceremoniously onto the deck, Jovus scrambled out of the pilots seat and headed for the bridge.

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Elysia flinched as she heard the voice of the captain. The overwhelming emotions of the bridge crew were almost too much for the betazoid, but she remembered an incident she'd been a part of some years earlier and pulled herself together, despite how hard it was...

Hurrying to a console not far from her own, she moved to get a lock on the trapped Macos before they would be killed. Her pace was extremely fast as she found their transporter signatures and tapped in the coordinates that they were to be transported from. Then she initiated the transport sequence, feeling her heart beating faster in her chest as she worried whether or not she'd make it in time and called up sickbay to have them prepare a med team...

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Commander Asklepian (Miana, Alexa)
Medical Division, Delta Squad
12th Fleet, United Federation of Planets
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