Star Trek: Starbase 777

...To here, at the entrance of the specified shuttlebay. The big bulkhead doors had been closed, but there was a muffled noise™️ coming from inside - various clattering and grinding noises were instantly audible, with some voices piercing through the gaps between the noises. There were people in there, and it seemed likely they didn't know yet.

Having directed the two teams to move in on the entrances during the planning stage, Vara'l headed in with the others ready. He'd already drawn his phaser once they'd safely arrived at the doors with the other members of the team.

Vovvi kept a hand on her phaser as they moved into position, waiting quietly for instructions. Once she saw Vara'l draw his, though, she did the same, glancing back at the small group slowly accumulating.

Phoenix followed the squad down as he took his phaser out of his holster. Ready to run into battle with his team as he nodded to the higher ranks to signify that he was ready.

Liaxaho joined the group, phaser set to stun at the ready. She was running through her training in raids and the like to calm herself down.

The Romulan looked back at the others as he checked to see if they'd all all finished gathering. He pressed against the door and waited as he motioned for people to move to join the group and keep away from anywhere directly in front of of the entrance as grey eyes flicked between each person as he worked to confirm that everyone had arrived.

Phaser at the ready, he followed the group. It felt strange to be in a situation like this again so soon after the last mission, and knowing Allan was elsewhere on the station, he couldn't help but worry about him, hoping he wouldn't get hurt again - but there was nothing he could do now, apart from him as he was, so he pushed the thought aside.

The former Quartmaster-turned MADD officer was far from a tactical specialist, but their job did entail upholding the laws of the Federation and Starfleet regulations, which thankfully meant they were more than qualified to hold a phaser and shoot someone with it. Bundled up with the others, two hands on their phaser set to stun, Alyx really didn't know what to expect, but with most raids it usually either went one way or another. But all they knew is they were gonna find whoever did this, and get them, get them, get them, get them, one way, or another.

Keeping clear of the security currently working in the area, she was also curious to see how this all played out, so keeping safe she watched from the hallway, safely away from any stray phaser fire

Having noted that all personnel had arrived, Vara'l had been about to speak before he noticed the engineering ensign. The ACTO frowning as he observed them while they stood there and not safely in upper engineering away from any potential firefight. "Ensign, are you armed?" He asked softly. (edited)

Vovvi glanced from the door to the stray Ensign in yellow, brows furrowing just a little. "You were supposed to remain in Engineering until the raid had concluded," she said in a hushed whisper. "It's not safe to be here right now, Ensign. Back to your station until explicitly stated otherwise, please."

Phoenix stood there as he was ready to rush in with the others. Already planning where he would stand and fire from in case things went south, he turned back to see what the commotion was regarding a stray officer as he briefly whispered to the others. "Please be careful on your way back." He said as he showed a tiny bit of concern towards the person from the things he had picked up over the past few years. (edited)

Oh shit she wasn't supposed to be here... oops.. In a whisper she responded to both commanders "Alright, apologies, I'll head back to engineering." And she does so, careful to not disturb the planned raid

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Pel had been recently deemed fit for combat by her counselor, but she couldn’t help but shake a little when she grasped the phaser at her side. She moved into position, eyes tense and sharp. She could do this. Shame, excitement, and fear swelled inside her. Proof that she’d gotten better, proof that she wasn’t the person she used to be. She owed it to herself.

The Romulan nodded once at that and watched them depart for a moment before he checked to see if everyone in this location were in position for the raids commencement. Once he'd checked that he proceeded to ask. "..We all present and in position?" *As he glanced to Lieutenant Commander t'Rei'nak for final confirmation. *

"Aye," Vovvi confirmed, fixing her hold on her phaser and double checking that it was set to stun. "We'll follow your lead, Commander. Let's get this over with."

Vara'l nodded then and after he'd checked to see if his phaser was set to stun also which it was, responded. "Aye.. lets get this resolved." Before he moved over to the controls to the entrance, pressed to the wall and proceeded to softly say. "Computer, prepare to open the door I'm next to on my mark, ACTO authorisation Vara'l-158Theta." He ordered before he then glanced around as he ensured all officers weren't in direct view of anyone on the other side of the door. "Mark." Once the door then opened, Vara'l shouted. "Starfleet, drop your weapons and surrender!" as he moved inside, phaser raised.

Vovvi followed close behind, keeping her weapon up as well. Hopefully they would go without too much of a fight -- the faster they got this over with, the better.

Phoenix raised his phaser up as he followed the two of them in as he navigated the walls of the room as he tried to look for any parts that could blindside the criminals in case things got heated. He maintained a vigilant gaze on everything as he tried to outsmart the criminals on where they may fire from.

The hulking bulkhead doors opened, revealing a rather impressive operation inside. There was a fair few people in here, some with power tools, some with PADDs. What was most interesting was that there were one or two people wearing starfleet uniforms, and willingly engaging in this activity. Surrounding the walls were crates and crates of stolen components, piled dangerously high in a shuttlebay that was honestly not very big. In the centre of the bay were two shuttlecraft, one civilian and one starfleet-issue type 12 shuttle. The starfleet shuttle was raised above on a vehicle lift, and two people were poking around the insides and trying to find out what they could take without anyone noticing. When Vara'l announced his presence there was a stunned silence as everyone in the room turned to look at the team that had just come in. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! They were busted! The sound of various tools dropping onto the floor reverberated through the room as one of them (presumably the leader) yelled "SCATTER!" The criminals did just that, taking cover behind crates, tool cabinets and the shuttles. From out of nowhere a phaser shot went wide and missed Vara'l, hitting the wall behind the team. The shot had come from one of the criminals wearing a starfleet uniform, now peeking up from behind a crate - phaser in hand.

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Liaxaho could feel the panic in the room, though, she wondered if that was just because of her betazoid heritage. Nevertheless, she kept calm, her phaser steady as she looked for a place to take cover from any phaser fire herself. It was a simple enough mission after all -- try to take out the criminals before they took out any of the team.

Vara'l returned fire with a stun shot as he smoothly proceeded to move toward cover. "Surrender now!" He yelled once more as he continued the return fire in an attempt to keep their heads down as he moved toward cover and the others entered the room. He'd accounted for an attempted escape in the plan so wasn't particularly concerned about an attempted escape via the Jeffries tubes, which had been locked down and the entrances were covered.

Phoenix darted towards the barrels as he tried to gain cover in some way as he tried to navigate the tight gaps between the crates and boxes as he tried his best to fit through each gap so he could fire while being hidden amongst the cargo. Having the mindset that they wouldn't harm the cargo or any components they had come across. He chose not to fire at anyone at the time since he felt like some of them were going to escape via shuttle. Slowly making his way round as he tried to keep the stealth up so the others could focus on the fighting.

Vovvi ducked down behind a tool cabinet, peeking out enough to fire off a few stun shots at anyone she could spot peeking out. Looking up at all the different crates, she couldn't help but wonder.. How had this gone unnoticed for so long under Starfleet's noses?

Finally she found a sufficient spot to start firing from, sending a few well placed shots in the direction of one of the criminals before she ducked down behind her chosen cover, face expressionless even in the face of adversity.

She shot at where the initial fire had come from, just barely missing. Damn it. She used to be a better shot than that. Crouching out of direct line of fire, she felt her blood boil. Traitors.

Entering the shuttlebay along with the others, Alyx was quick to fire back at where the team had been fired upon from, moving towards cover as quickly as possible, immediately feeling the adrenaline pumping. "Starfleet Intelligence M.A.D.D., I order you to surrender immediately!" They shouted out. Considering the distinct lack of surrendering thus far adding to the commands seemed somewhat redundant, but who knows, perhaps if they knew MADD were here they'd know they had no chance.

The criminal who had fired first dived back down behind the crate just as the shots passed where they used to be. Another shot came from the other side of the shuttlebay - the other criminals had reached their own weapons. A shot narrowly missed Phoenix as he moved between some of the more well-stacked crates. Another shot flew by Alyx as they ducked for cover, none of the criminals had actually hit their target so far. From out behind one of the shuttles, a criminal peeked round the side and shouted. "FUCK YOU!"

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That's not very professional, Vovvi thought, rolling her eyes a little and ducking out of cover to rapid fire at the new attackers.

Vara'l grabbed at his opportunity as the man peaked out and snapped off a shot at the criminal who'd peaked out as he then proceeded to up his rate of stun shot fire as he proceeded to attempt a move from the cover he was in to another piece of cover further into the room. "Surrender now!"

She might not have been the fastest at shooting, but she at least tried to be accurate when she jumped up and tried to let loose a short barrage of phaser fire towards any of the criminals that moved.

Phoenix kept slowly making his way round as he tried to get an advantage point in some way. Carefully maintaining his distance from the rest of the boxes as he began pushing some of the cargo over to see if he could distract them, using his shoulder to try and push most of it over as he tried to help his side in some way. Returning stun setting fire from the side as he kept firing at the criminals that he could see.

“You’re completely outnumbered and we have your faces on file!“ They didn’t, but the bluff was worth the chance, right? “You won’t get off this starbase and you certainly won’t be able to fight off every single officer aboard, so give up now before someone gets hurt!”

The criminal that yelled out at the combat got hit square in the forehead by Vara'l, who was then knocked back onto the floor, stunned. On the far side of the shuttlebay, one of Phoenix's shots managed to connect with a criminal who poked their head out just at the right moment. They too, were thrown back - but this time into a dangerously high stack of crates which then wobbled one way. And then the other way. And then back the other way, until it finally collapsed onto another pile of crates, starting a domino chain around the entire bay - wrapping around to where the away team was taking cover.

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Forced out of cover due to the danger and into a dash to another safer bit of cover, Vara'l fired and moved for somewhere safer to be. * "Oh Elements." *He grumbled softly as he continued to fire.

Leaning out of cover to fire on anyone or anything that moved, it was only as they did that Alyx noticed the incoming debris. “Oh fuck-“ Eyes widening, they immediately bolted for cover further away from the impending disaster, wanting nothing more than to not be squished right about now.

She jumped rather quickly out of the way, stifling a small yelp at the surprise. She searched for more cover, even if it was just a pile of toppled parts and the like.

Shit! Pel heard the crates before she saw them, and when she looked up, there was one barreling right towards her. She ran, but not enough, and it clipped her leg. She toppled to the floor, gasping in pain. Luckily she wasn’t in direct line of sight, but this was bad. She kept her wits about her, phaser in crawl position, hopefully masking the fact that she definitely couldn’t stand.

Vovvi moved out of the way, glancing back over her shoulder with a muttered swear under her breath as Pel went down. She dove for her in order to cover her. "Steady, I've got you," she muttered, glancing over to see if any of the crates had landed on anyone else -- officer or criminal alike.

“Much appreciated, Commander,” Pel muttered to t’Rei’nak, nodding. There wasn’t much good she could do from this position, but she remained at the ready. (edited)

Pel hadn't been the only one hit, as there were a few groans and cries of pain from elsewhere in the shuttlebay. But still phaser fire came from the now-wreckage of the crate stacks, albiet at a less intensity than before.

Liaxaho repositioned and steadied her hand, readying herself for another barrage of fire, letting loose phaser fire with a deep exhale once she had centered herself.

Timi had been hanging back, covering the exit in case someone tried to make a run for it. It caused him to be a little further from the action, which was good since he couldn't actually hear crates falling as they came. He hadn't known that beforehand, of course, having just wanted to be a physical blockade. Still, it felt a little bit like vindication as his lenses provided him with the subtitling of several people groaning. He shot in the direction of some of the criminals still standing, though their Starfleet uniforms were a little annoying, as it made him more hesitant to shoot. The only clear giveaway was whether or not they were shooting in his general direction; his situational awareness was good, it had to be, but he wasn't omniscient.

Seeing an officer's head pop up and get shot, he felt like they were playing a game of whack-a-mole. He hid behind a crate like a mole himself, since it was still safer than being out in the open, peeking out juuust slightly so he could see any other heads pop up. It's possible someone could whack him from here, but he was hoping the others more out in the open would serve as a decent distraction.

Having spotted the falling crates early enough, Vara'l had mostly gotten off unscathed from the crates, though he'd copped one that was small enough to the back to leave a beauty of a bruise in a world without medical tech like Starfleet happened to have. What Vara'l happened to most be at risk of at that moment was being shot, the crates as they had fallen had forced him further out into the open than anyone, including him would have liked as he had worked to avoid a close encounter with something solid. He had then continued to fire all the while he'd moved, and was at that time very conscious about how exposed he happened to be. He just.. happened to be someone who preferred phaser fights to close encounters with solid objects so had elected to risk the danger he preferred at the time. As to what cover he'd selected to move to, he'd elected to move to cover yet closer to the criminals. It was a risk but there were wounded involved now, he'd assessed the risk as worth it as he'd moved and continued to fire. (edited)

Now safely behind cover Alyx glanced briefly at the injured Intelligence officer before turning their attention right back to the firefight, immediately opening fire once again in the hopes of targeting those that were firing back before crouching back behind cover and tapping their commbadge to alert Medical of the very apparent now plethora of injuries caused by the fallen objects. “Medical Bay from Lieutenant Morgan, standby for multiple potential casualties with trauma injuries and prepare for an emergency medical transport.” They said, before looking over at Vovvi and nodding to signal for her to transport Pel.

Vovvi nodded her appreciation, kneeling down to Pel. "One to beam to sickbay," she said, stepping back to let the beam take her. "Stay safe. I'll check up when all this is over with." Once Pel was safely out of the way, she moved up to Vara'l's side before weaving in closer still, looking for the leader of the group.

Some of the criminals had by now realised that fighting would be futile and had thrown their weapons out from behind their cover and revealed themselves with their hands up. The criminals (including the ones dressed in starfleet uniform), who hadn't given up yet had gathered in one spot, maybe it was a strategic play. A phaser shot sailed past both Vara'l and Vovvi, singing both their hair ever so slightly, but ultimately missing the bulk of the shot.

Vara'l continued to keep his phaser on the area where those who continued to resist were as he had moved into cover and then from there had proceeded to move to the next piece of cover closer to where they were. "Your friends have seen sense, surrender now also!" He had declared as he moved.

Vovvi left the criminals that had surrendered alone, obviously, pointing her phaser and firing back. "A good portion of your numbers have been injured and need to be treated," she chimed in. (edited)

Seeing that the only moles popping out to be whacked were surrendering, he didn't fire at them, but concurred with the rest: "Indeed - your odds don't look terribly good! You know the Federation penalties for crime aren't that tough, so what do you have to lose by giving up a losing battle?"

What seemed to be the rest of the criminals gathered in that corner managed to share the braincell for once, and laid down their weapons; ready to be arrested. No more fire came from anywhere else, and despite the relatively short firefight the shuttlebay had been left in shambles.

[ COMMS ] "Five to Vara'l, there's more going down through the tubes, they pried them open and -- oh, god damn it!"

"We need people to remain here briefly to secure fire arms and individuals for transport to medical with security alerted or directly to the brig!" The Romulan responded in the face of the com message as he turned and moved directly for where he remembered the Jeffries tubes were. Once close enough he moved off to one side of them and rapidly peaked down them as he attempted to see if there was any criminal who'd lagged behind and might merit being fired upon. While he did that he then proceeded to tap his combadge. "Can you give me a direction of transit, where are they going?" He had then asked urgently. (edited)

[COMMS] "They're a few decks below the shuttle bay. They're trying to get to an exit."

Alyssa had totally been there the whole time. Totally. Completely present. She had taken cover with Vara'l, naturally, as he was the highest ranking tactical officer present. Alyssa shot when Vara'l shot, and not any other time. Then, when the criminals surrendered, Alyssa looked to Vara'l. She figured he'd need a second tactical hand - especially as it seemed she was the only other tactical officer present.

Vara'l, as he looked into the Jeffries tubes and listened for a response while he worked, reacted in a very muted manner as he moved back from the clinic and his jaw started to work. "...Hrm." He had then hrmed in a villager sort of way when he'd then listened to their response before he turned to Hayes and proceeded to say. "Lets get all discarded weapons present secured , alert medical to prepare for the transport of wounded prisoners and to have security officers waiting in medical for their transport then transport those who are unwounded directly to the brig, the wounded." He proceeded to order then as he had then tapped his combadge again. "Which exit, do we have the specific deck?" He asked simply then as he'd attempted to get more information further to what had been provided over the Comm.

"This is engineering to all available hands in the shuttlebay. Most of the suspects have been cornered inside the Jeffries tubes on Ensign Cecilia's and Five's position. One or two have escaped outside of the tubes into the entertainment complex" (edited)

Alyssa nodded promptly. "Aye, sir, right away, sir," she said as she tapped her Comm badge, and at the same time, she began collecting the discarded weapons one by one. [COMMS] "Tactical Lieutenant Commander Hayes to Medical. By order of Lieutenant Commander tr'Hara, prepare for the transport of the wounded prisoners we've discovered in the #shuttlebay. Let's also have security officers stationed in Medical for their transport, then transport whoever is uninjured directly to the brig. Hayes out."

Just then, an officer that sounded rather panicked appeared on general comms. "General alert! There are non-starfleet armed personnel in the entertainment promenade! They're running... somewhere!"

As Vara'l noted the fact that he appeared to well.. not have all the up to date information he needed, he frowned slightly. Then he realized what they'd just proceeded to say about whose position happened to have criminals cornered on it. "..What." Was what he initially managed before he looked up and then proceeded to look to Vovvi. "Officers in contact in the Jeffries tubes require assistance, we need officers to move to assist them, they're not security or tactical, we'll also need a tactical augment potentially for the security forces sent to the promenade" He observed before he'd then moved to the other important matter at hand for a moment. He tapped his badge and cleared his throat as he'd launched into the first of the series of things he intended. "Computer, Intruder alert, entertainment promenade and Jeffries tubes." Before he then tapped his combadge. "Security to the Entertainment complex, one to two persons at large following raid undertaken against criminal organisation" As he called security before he then proceeded to call the captain. "ACTO tr'Hara to the Captain, report to follow, we've a situation in the Entertainment complex and the Jeffries tubes following the raid, personnel from engineering have gotten into a firefight with escapee's from the raid, we've individuals at large in the entertainment complex also." He reported to them then as he forced his mind to focus and to not dwell on things related to the elements of this situation that now happened to be in the past. "Significant portion of the organisation is now in custody." (edited)

[COMMS] "This is engineering to all security and tactical officers. We have a hostage situation inside the entertainment complex."

Alyssa kept her eyes on Vara'l in case he needed a hand again, and given she had collected all of the discarded weapons she hoped that it wouldn't get worse. Welp, Alyssa thought that too soon, as Coda sent a message via Comms in. "Shit..." Alyssa uttered under her breath before looking to Vara'l. "Er... excuse my language sir. Need me to remain here or head down to the entertainment complex?"

"Given the nature of the situation in the entertainment complex, I'd like you to head down there and helm the tactical augment to the security response there" He then paused before he then added. "We need this resolved, take part of the team with you to deal with that, I'll see about checking on the Jeffries tube situation and if that's still extant, I'll lead part of the team to extract them and deal with the criminals there, if not we'll follow on behind." The Romulan informed them before he then added. "And no need to apologise about the language, I can understand the reason for the slip." He'd then proceeded to tap his combadge before he proceeded to say. "ACTO tr'Hara to ACOO Five, requesting status update on the Jeffries Tube situation." He proceeded to say over the COMM then before he waited for a response.

A hostage situation? His specialty! Not that his specialty was taking hostages, but rather talking people down in hostage situations. It wasn't officially part of his job, but as a diplomat, it was something he ended up doing on crisis situations. Hopefully the hostage-takers would be open to reason. "I'd like to go too! Dealing with hostages is actually closer to my actual job than all of this is." Not that he ever minded getting mixed up with all the Tactical officers and kicking some butt occasionally.

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[ COMMS ] "It's just me in here, sir! Ensign is down and in sickbay, I'm trying not to get stunned--!!"

Vara'l frowned deeply then. "Commander Hayes, pick the officers to go with you, any officers you find on the way from Tactical, have them accompany and augment your team and the wider security response on the promenade." The Romulan ordered before he then looked around the room. "I need officers to come with me to assist an officer in distress in the Jeffries Tubes, it'll be those of you not headed straight to the hostage situation."

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Alyssa nodded with a smirk to Eshen. Heh, he seemed like he would be a good fit to try and handle all this. Alyssa was quick to violence - or at least the threat of violence - anyway. "Aye, sir, right away, sir," Alyssa said to Vara'l before she noticed Alyx and Liaxaho still there. "K'Tann, Morgan, with me, to the entertainment promenade. Phasers at the ready, set to max stun. Double time, move!" Alyssa said. She politely gestured to Timi - she didn't know FSSL unfortunately, so she did her best to indicate that she needed Timi as well before beginning to head out of the shuttle bay and in the direction of the #entertainment-promenade.

Okay so this had very quickly gone from bad (falling debris and a few injuries amidst a firefight) to worse (a literal hostage situation). “Damn it.” They muttered. Considering their options for a very brief moment, they decided paperwork could definitely wait. “Intel started this and I’ll be damned if we don’t finish it.” They said before holstering their phaser and running off towards the nearest turbolift.

Wow. It'd been a whole since anyone had called him by his last name. He wasn't sure he enjoyed it. "Righty-o, let's go!" He followed Alyssa to the #entertainment-promenade.

"The rest of you with me, we're moving to support ACOO Five before we move to join the response to the hostage situation, officer in urgent need of assistance." Vara'l ordered before he immediately moved off. "ACTO to ACOO, We're moving to assist you, do what you can to keep un-stunned!" He then proceeded to say as he raced out and headed to where would be quickest to get to the Jeffries tube area he believed Five presently was engaged in a firefight in.

As everyone else moved out, Vovvi took a second to take a breath, watching all of the criminals being transported to where they had to go -- to the brig, to be treated, wherever. She figured she'd be best helping here, with cataloguing everything, and moved to message Engineering and Operations.

Entering the shuttlebay with the list in hand, she began to get to work cataloging everything that was missing. Boxes and things were everywhere though so it was a little difficult to keep things organized

Vovvi quickly moved to help, organizing the best she could with the shamefully limited knowledge she had on the subject.

Marking things off the list, she decided to speak a little bit to avoid the awkwardness (that possibly only she felt) of the situation. "A good chunk of this stuff is damaged from the fall, but it's not unsalvageable. Thank you for the help commander." (edited)

Unfortunately there were a lot of the things not on the list, which most likely meant that there were shuttles and small craft out in the galaxy right now that had key components unnoticed.

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"Of course. It's the least I can do," Vovvi answered, nodding a little and lifting quite a few boxes with ease. "Thank you for your help. We couldn't have done what we've done so far without it."

She smiled, nodding her head toward the commander. "I'm pretty good under stressful situations I suppose." Lookong back at the list, she narrowed her eyes and made sure she marked everything correctly. "So far it looks like a lot of items are not here... I wouldn't know how to go about tracking it, so it might be gone for good."

"Tracking it hmm," Renakir, who was here the whole time, looked around the room. "We could always try to use long range scanners to see if there are any craf in the area with the stuff? Alternatively we can see if the parts are anywhere else in this station and I can always transport them. Unfortunately if the parts are on craft outside the station, we'd need to think of some other way to get them," He stated as he adjusted his sunglasses. Renakir had his daughter on his mind, wondering how she was currently doing with the epohh caretaker.

*She thought about what Renakir said for a moment then responded. "Well, this list is organized by dates, so the last ones on the list are from a while ago, for sure gone. I doubt most of the recent stuff will be anywhere else on the station as well, since... well, where would you hide it?" (edited)

Five, a little messed up and a lot exhausted, dragged herself into shuttlebay before promptly sitting on the ground. "Just a second, I'll help," she mumbled, gathering her bearings. "Is everyone okay? Anyone hurt..?"

Allan was also going through the parts that were - and weren't on the list, eyes narrowing when he noticed that a lot of these weren't on the list. Like, a good chunk of them. "Fuck," he'd whispered, and then he saw Five come in, looking over at her and moving just a bit closer so he wouldn't have to raise his voice to talk to her, still going through boxes, just... the ones over here. "We're good," he said, or at least - the people here were as much as he knew, "don't push yourself, you can - you can sit there as long as you like, really, in fact -" he looked to his side and picked up a box, "if and when you want, I can just set this down near ya and you can look through it from there. If you want, at least, or - do you want a cookie? I've started keeping them in my bag, um - all individually wrapped, I think I've got chocolate chip and sugar right now..? Maybe snickerdoodle too...?" He glanced around at everyone else. "If anyone else wants a cookie, they can have one too...?" What was he, a girl scout?

She hadn't known Allan for long, but this seemed like normal behavior for him. "Do you have lemon cookies? Red velvet? Just how prepared are you?"

Five raised her head, tying her hair back and out of her eyes with a little sigh. "Thanks," she said, nodding to Allan with a weary little smile. "I'll pass on the cookie. Chasing an Ensign and half a dozen criminals through the tubes is certainly a workout, I'll tell you that much. I definitely won't be adding it to my program, though," she joked, gesturing for Allan to put down the box so she could peek through it.

"Water, then?" He asked, letting out a small chuckle as he placed the box down next to her. "Let me know if you need anything else, though, really." After taking out a few cookies from his bag, he looked at Coda. "Well, ya see, I'm not a huge fan of lemon, so no on that one, but oh, you know I've got red velvet," he said, pulling said flavor of cookie out and holding it up to his face, "matches my hair, you know?" It was actually not normal behavior for him. Something inspired by a certain not-grandma and the need for cookies from said not-grandma for a certain not-yet-commander during the last mission.

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After a while, Phoenix came back to the center of the shuttle bay as he quickly looked around to see if he could do anything to help the people around him in some way. Giving nods to each and every member that was around him just to be formal without talking since it wasn't his strong point. Sliding his holster into his holster as he waited for somebody to update him on what the plan exactly was. (edited)

"You aren't a fan of lemon? Lemon is one of the most popular flavors you know? You're missing out." Stepping forward she accepted the cookie and munched on it as she continued to work through the list of stolen items.

Allan shrugged. "Yeah, not when it comes to like.. sweet things, at least. I dunno why, just how it is," he said as he handed her the red velvet, looking over at the command officer he didn't recognize, giving a... nod back? "Aside from cookies, um.." he looked back down at the list of parts, and at a bunch of the parts that were not on the list in one of the boxes, noting what Renakir had said about crafts in the area possibly having more stuff, but they could also... be the crafts missing it. "Would it be worth it to like... put out a general notice to shuttlecrafts nearby not to go to warp until they like - double check they have this shit?"

Phoenix overheard the conversation as he briefly looked around before talking to Allan. "Can I just briefly mention something that came into my head, in case they are going to run. I know they have a hostage right now, but should we have them transported somewhere when they let go of the hostage?" Phoenix slightly questioned round as he hoped that he was making sense to the others. "Just because they all transporters have the sequences of all the personnel that are working on the station, right?"

"We... could, having the sequences doesn't really matter, but - it's a bad idea to mess around in a hostage situation like that, especially when we're not there," he said, and then perhaps as a reassuring note to the ensign he added, "it's not a bad idea in a less tense situation, though.. but in one like this, nah, not a good risk." He took out one of the chocolate chip cookies to eat himself, looking at Coda and the other engineering and ops officers who may or may not have been there as he opened the wrapper. "I'm probably going to um, go um to the commnd deck to do that, if nobody's like, opposed to it? Send the notice out, I mean." He wasn't sure why he was asking everyone else for permission. There was maybe one officer total here with a higher rank than him.

Phoenix looked towards Lieutenant Commander t'Rei'nak. "Apologies for stating such a plan, but I just wanted to share it regarding the severity of the situation. I believe we could pull it off if theres no error involved. Forgive me once again, lieutenant commander for speaking so freely." Phoenix directed his apology towards them since he didn't want to cause offence amongst a high-ranking member. (edited)

Vovvi, who was saddled with maybe four or five boxes stacked up on each other and didn't seem to be struggling, shifted them in her arms to glance back at Leongard. "No worries," she said, moving them properly to continue sorting the boxes and getting them into a non-toppled position. "As Lieutenant Allen said, the best thing we can do right now is stay out of it unless ordered otherwise. Someone's life is on the line. The hostage isn't a prize to be won, and neither is their captor - this situation needs to be handled delicately as possible, with the least amount of people injured as we can."

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Wow, what a queen with all those boxes. With that being said, though, Allan went off to the #drydock-walkways to go to the command deck.

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"Understood, let me help you with those. I don't want you to injure yourself in case you are needed." Phoenix began helping regarding the boxes as he managed three at a time just to be cautious of his surroundings, carefully shifting them towards the wall again as he tried to make it secure so it wouldn't fall over again. "I genuinely hope they are doing alright down there, I have made what you would call a few friends around this station. I wouldn't want them getting hurt or anything along those lines by criminals who want to destroy that trust."

Vovvi raised an eyebrow a little, given that she was perfectly strong enough and capable of carrying the boxes around, but figured the Ensign didn't mean any harm by it and just wanted to help. "I have faith our officers won't...forgive my crudeness, do anything stupid. I'm sure the safety of the hostage is their top priority."