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by RagnarokRose » Thu Sep 08, 2011 8:16 pm
Dessh comes out in the main lounge, looking around for the source of the disturbance. The sounds are coming from the port side of the ship. Most of the passengers in the lounge are looking around, rather confused. One of them, Gal, is speaking into a comlink. The other crewmembers have disappeared.
Gal attempts to raise the bridge, getting on the com with the Lomhead's solitary officer. He looks rather harried, and glances over his shoulder towards the captain before saying, "I'm sorry, miss, but I can't tell you that right now. Give us a moment." He cuts off the transmission.
Dessh tries the lounge doors leading to port. They're locked.
Gozrak emerges from his cabin into the forward crew lounge. About half of the crew is gathered, trying to figure out what's going on. He glances around, confused, and starts toward the engine compartment as the captain comes onto the overhead 'link. "Crew, we are under attack from a pirate cruiser. Please stay calm. All hands, battle stations." His grim tone cuts off as the link drops. The crew responds, delayed, with slight panic, as they rush to their respective stations. "Gozrak!" someone shouts. "Get to the shield array! They're hammering us!" Gozrak is already gone, hightailing it to the engines.
The passengers in the lounge look at each other as the captain speaks. Some immediately get up to demand their weapons from a crewmember that slips into the lounge. Others disappear into their cabins. Dundaree appears and takes stock of the situation, marking out the lounge. In one corner is an open bar, fully stocked, with a rather dazed looking Sullustian barkeep who appears to be pouring himself a glass of Glas'Ale. Doors lead to the forward hold, both port and starboard, and the rear cargo hold. A woman brushes past him, looking fearfully around as she vanishes into her cabin.
Alec, sitting in the lounge, is attempting to concentrate, eyes closed, to figure out what happened. [9] He opens his eyes, frustrated. All the commotion around him blocks out whatever is happening.
The deck continues to shiver under Gozrak's feet as he skids into Engineering. The older Human on duty, Gozrak's only companion in the engine bay, looks up as he enters. "'Bout time you got here. That cruiser started hammering the shields as soon as we jumped in-system. Either the shield generator's going to blow," he says, indicating a complex spider-shaped box on the wall with his spanner, "or the engines give out. I was trying to fix Port Seventeen on the third cylinder when we got hit, blasted thing almost smoked my hand." He chucks the spanner back into the toolkit, obviously frustrated, then turns to Gozrak. "Well, you just gonna stand there while Captain Lomhead attempts to talk the pirates out of this?" he asks sarcastically. A high-pitched whine joins the noise in the bay, as the cylinder he was talking about vents steam from the engine cooling array. He mutters a curse and turns back to it, fishing another smaller spanner out of his pants.