Originally posted by mf_luder
Engineering, prepare a shuttle for rescue and haul the damaged drop ship off our port bow back into the launch bays. On the double men, we are
running out of time.
A shaking Studious could barely work. The metal felt as if it burned when he touched it, a cold burn. Worse he kept running into metal because it was
pitch black. To make matters worse the Colonel had great difficulty breathing as the life support system had failed on this little dropship.
Studious thought said to himself ""If the rest of our people were treated like that, why would I even be rescued. If they actively killed the others
why not passively si.....sit back and watch me die." The Colonel's voice studdererd and he could see each breath he look. This was getting
Studious wanted to give up but then remembered, if this never got reported the one's responsible could never be punished. They had to pay.
With that he stood and kept working, near the front cockpit windows. Anywhere else there was darkness.
Then a loud clang was heard, metal on metal. Studious jumped up worried that the small aft crew section might be being punctured by the debris now
floating everywhere. Or maybe the Penelope had come by firing, ready to finish the job. Suddenly the ship began to move to a jerk. Studious wondered
if the debris had knocked the ship moving. Oh great the dropship was headed strait for the Penelope. On a collision course. Studious laughed to
himself, "Well it looks like I'll get my revenge on the Penelope."
But taking a closer look Studious realized that they were headed for one of the open Launch bays, either this the hand of God or.... Maybe I'm still
The dropship entered the launch bay and landed gently. Studious tried to open the door but the controls were non-responsive. Undoing a panel nearby
Studious plugged the power source from his stun sidearm into the circuit. It had not enough power to even open the door an inch. Marines standing in
the bay then pulled the door open, desperate to find their comrades.
When they opened that door however all they found alive was one bloody, cold and irate Marine Colonel.
The Colonel then walked up to Lieutenant Jones who was among the Marines.
Still snapping a salute even after all that, the Colonel said "Lieutenant give me your sidearm now."
"Sir you are in no condition to...."
Studious cut him off with "I understand your concern, but that is an order."
"Sir you're still bleeding, you could..."
The Lieutenant handed Studious a weapon. The Colonel had only one thing in mind, punish those responsible.
Before Studious left the launch bay he turned and told the lieutenant, "Take care of these....."
The Lieutenant could see the pain in the Colonel's face and cut him off saying
"We take care of our own sir. You don't have to worry."
Studious smiled and walked away thinking.
"Maybe the rest of the Navy had forgotten that, but the Marines sure did not."
The Colonel raced toward the bridge. That is where these [a small explosion of the debris was heard outside.] were.
The cold Colonel after running was now red hot and angry. When he entered the bridge he saw Seeker and the Captain.
As Studious raised his weapon and aimed it at the Captain he asked "WHAT THE HELL........was that sir
" The Colonel was trying to catch his
breath. Sir was used in a way that showed no respect. Studious still kept verbal protocol, even after all that had happened, but the protocol's never
stated what inflection had to be used.
As he asked, a drop of blood fell to the floor of the bridge.
[edit on 23-3-2009 by Studious]