The security hub had only 2 lifesigns, one Antedian and one Chelon Rigelian lifesign (the giant turtle subspecies of rigelian). Both were armed with regular Klingon disruptors, but it was the security hub so there were weapons everywhere. As well as chairs, tables, handheld electronics.
Seeing that their Vorta teammate was in danger, Chris rushed in front of Deyzim, taking the brunt of the blow and protecting him. The poor tiny piggy fell to the ground, the smell of fried bacon filled the room......
"Doctor..." Chris was still alive! He was just badly burned on his lil bum. "I-Is... Is the engineer ok?" He asked, referring to Dezyim whom he had tried to save.
"The Cadet is doing just fine. That was very brave, but very foolish," Iviaan chided him gently, going for his regenerator. "Please do not move, I'm taking care of you, okay?
Rii split into three separate pieces as they charged into the room, their torso floating as they took aim and fired at the last standing foe. “MIIIIYAAAH!” Their voice echoed through the space, a battle cry punctuating the shot as they fired hopefully with precision. 🎲9
"Please do not jump in front of disruptors in the future. I'm going to administer a hypo to ease your pain, alright?" Iviaan returned his regenerator to his medical bag, going for a hypo. Chaos raged on over him, but he did not break his focus. His patient needed him right now. Hopefully no one else would be hurt while he was busy..
Rii’s lower half reacted instinctively, pushing their torso out of the way before taking the hit—collapsing to the ground, momentarily stunned. The sudden quiteness from Basalith's connection sent a jolt through Rii's awareness, a disorienting absence. Gritting through the sensation, Aegar/Rii's torso recalibrated, twisting as they raised their weapon and fired once more, determined to land another shot. 🎲10
"Alright... I really didn't want anyone to get hurt, I wanted to try and be helpful," Chris said with a little frown as he allowed Iviaan to treat him. His wounds were healed from the regenerator and slowly the pain was subsiding too.
Dezyim kneeled on the ground next to Chris and Iviaan. “You didn’t have to take that shot for me… thank you.” He looked genuinely concerned and upset, but he didn’t say anything else.
"Of course you didn't. You were trying to help, and you were quite brave. But we want you to be safe as well," Iviaan smiled sheepishly, his lil snaggletooth poking out as per usual. "You can rest for a while, alright? Wait until the pain subsides. I'm going to check on the rest of the team."
Rii connected their head with their torso and floated over once the guard was down. They checked on their torso, which was on the ground, currently motionless"You shouldn't have done that, Basalith," Rii muttered as they checked the pair of legs out
"I will see if we can find any of those hostage ankle bands," Alizati said, seeing that Iviaan was busy treating injuries. He headed over to investigate the weapons and other things in the room.
Iviaan vrrrooomed over. "Are you still connected, Commander?" He was already making quick work scanning Basalith over, checking what could be done, and running them over with the regenerator.
Allan was deffffinitely here fighting and shit the whole time, yep, totally, but when he saw Alizati go off to look at things, he went with him. "I wonder if we can find any of the bracelets, try and figure out how those work- seemed like it can't be much more complicated than a simple receiver-go type setup, but..." he said as he looked for said bracelets.
The insides were just a typical poison chamber with a release mechanism. It looked like they were all connected to a central computer network or system. Thankfully there were some consoles throughout the room they could be connected to.
"Hold on, I'mma try something," he put the bracelet back down and tried to connect to it on a frequency that might reach it, trying to see if that could be a way to shut it off and act as a sort of remote.
He stood up and perused the snacks. Realizing none of them were sweet, he grabbed a slice of cold pizza on a napkin and a bag of Doritos. He didn’t think the D’deridex Energy would be good for Chris. He walked back over and placed them next to Chris. “They didn’t have chocolate cake, but they did have cold pizza and Doritos.” He hesitated for a moment before lightly patting Chris on the shoulder twice. Then, he joined the officers by the bracelets.
"Oookay," he said, to the bracelet, as if he was annoyed at the device itself, before he took it again and went over to whatever looked like the main console in the room, or if there wasn't one, just a random one, and looked at whatever was brought up on the screen currently.
The bracelets were protected by ANOTHER puzzle.... This was one was simple , the instructions were "collect all the stars, input the order to cut the ropes."
"Well, do you know if it's a frog? Or like. A dino... frog? Hold on, wait, I can send this shit to Saren, he'll know," he took out his PADD and took a picture real quick. He'd send it after the mission, obviously, but he had to! "Okay, cut the ropes, get the stars... is the ball thing in the center what stays attached to the ropes...?"
Dezyim followed Allan, watching him intently. He pushed his glasses up on his nose. “It has to be A first… ACB maybe? Assuming the physics work like real life… is that right? You’re more familiar with it than I.” He turned to Alizati upon asking the question.
"Right, okay, yeah-" he thought about it as he listened to what Dezyim say, "yeah, it works like.." he sort of moved his finger to visualize it a bit before he nodded. "Yeah, Dezyim, that's exactly it, awesome. ACB." He put that in!
"Mmm, let's try just shutting one off right now, because we don't know if shutting them off activates it, right? Like as a test..?" He asked, still holding one with a gloved hand.(edited)
They stared at the weird little puzzle. "If you cut the..." But alas, their writer couldn't finish writing the post in time. "Yes, we should test just one for now."
"Aight, bet," he said, and then he tested that out, seeing if anything in it activated or if the mechanism had any power left in it at all once it was shut off.
No power left? Nothing activated upon shutoff? Bet, okay. "Alright, and then if I turn it back on, it'll just go back on like... normal..." he tested that too, seeing if it would inject poison the moment it got turned back on or not.
"Sweet, okay, I'm just gonna turn off all the bracelets then, if nobody has any... objections...?" He asked and if nobody did, well, he turned them all off.
"Ah, well ,now all the hostages are not bound by the bracelets. Perhaps we should inform the other team?" Alizati suggested, remembering that comms still worked between wings.
"Gamer time? Are we actually going to play league???? I hope they're doing ranked cos its been a while." Maya asked excitedly, already pumped up for some gamer action "Lets fucking go!!!"
Rii was still separated from their body, but with a quick pass of the regenerator, Basalith popped up and swiftly reattached. They let out a relieved breath, flashing a grateful smile. “Thank you!” Their head hovered slightly as they took in their surroundings, eyes scanning the area. *“Maybe we should send a backup…” *they mused idly, already considering the next move.
There were a few more things to investigate, no hostages here since it was for workers of the facility. The console Allan was using was still on and in theory one could login to the entire facility's network and snoop around for info...
Bracelets: off! Perfect, so now... maybe it was worth finding out the networks the rest of the computers were linked to? If he couldn't find some central network, though, he just kinda yeah, snooped around for shit, kinda just scrolling through until he hit a roadblock. Of some sort, maybe. "You guys said there was like... pizza or something?" He asked, not really a fan of doing these sorts of things in silence.
Iviaan relaxed. Everyone was doing just fine now, thankfully!! So he could help. He moved, hovering beside Allan to get a look at the console. "Would you like some pizza, Lieutenant?"
"I dunno, is it cold? Or uh - did someone say there was other stuff? I can't really remember, I was kinda focused on this," he tilted his head as he kept scrolling through the console, seeing if there was anything interesting there. "Like... chips, maybe? Not fries chips, but like, chips chips?"
"It is cold, but perhaps there is a replicator. There are also Doritos." Iviaan took a look around, going over to Chris and the replicator. Maybe he could get it unlocked? "As a doctor, I feel obligated to suggest you do not eat too many of them."
"Too many doritos? Don't think that exists," he said with a laugh, "but ah, sure, that doesn't sound too bad. I'll pass on the cold pizza, though, thanks. Maybe there's some water, too..?"
Well, he supposed he'd bite... Pun not intended. He vroomed over to grab Allan a bag of Doritos before poking at the replicator, seeing if he couldn't guess based on the security questions.
The first security question was --> oh you're a real gamer? what other popular competition survival show was made by the producers of 1000 leagues under the sea?
Oh. Hm. "Lieutenant, do you know what." WAIT. HE KNEW THIS ONE. Was the answer Tsunkatse? It had been on the flyer earlier, hadn't it? "Actually, nevermind. I think I have it?"
"Are you a real gamer? The hell is that supposed to mean?!" Maya challenged as she read the prompt, before she quickly turned to her PADD to look it up the answer in SPReddit and Spoogle.
"I suppose I am a real gamer. Or on my way to becoming one." Iviaan frowned. "Does anyone know two more tabletop games? I know Bat'leths & BiHnuchs, but I cannot think of any more."
"Yeah, I think all those would count," he agreed in between doritos. He was only eating them with one hand, though. "If you need another, though, uhhh, Mephistopheles and I sometimes play this game called Terraforming Mars. Pretty old, but uh, it's tabletop."
"Does UNO count as a tabletop?" Maya asked out of curiosity "It should, cos you play it ontop of a table, but I feel they would say its more of a card game or something else entirely.... all I know is, a lot of friendships get ruined in an UNO match..." the trauma of people stacking +2s on top of eachother to target her scarred deep.
For Allan the network was open so he could snoop around.. there was a mysterious vault on the map connected to the security hub that had a bunch more weapons, stolen from the Krenim and some from the Klingons and Romulans.
"Oh, shit, we've got a mysterious vault up ahead," he said aloud to the group once he'd figured that out, "shitton of weapons and whatnot in it, probably stolen?" After finding that out, he went and tried to go into messaging systems to see if he could find some communications to use as evidence for whatever messy prosecution or something would be involved after all this.
There were messages but mostly about day to day operations, shifts and so on, but written in gamer slang with random 'haha n00b' and 'gg' sprinkled throughout.
"Geez, what is this? 2398?" Maya said as she read through the messages and cringed at the gamer slang. "Probably stolen to be sold to the black market again to keep this operation funded." She suggested.
"Thanks," Allan said, smiling as he took the water from Iviaan and drank it, still scrolling through the messages - he just went ahead and searched for messages with things like 'poison' and 'trapped' and 'forced' and other like terms, but in gamer slang because Allan knew gamer slang like that - for example, along with trapped and forced, he also looked up 'perma cc' which was a term in League that meant someone was basically unable to escape due to being constantly kept in place by different enemy abilities - so maybe someone was using it to mean they were trapped in real life, or to talk about perma-cc'ing other people...?
Allan's search for gamer slang was a good move, yes there were talks about people being perma cc and also permabanned which as their codeword for killing people. It seemed that even though the guards were other species, the 'higher ups' were all Moneans. And one account. Na'utz, was there, talking about Starfleet investigating and to 'give them hell' or something.
"Oh, shit," he sort of whispered under his breath as he scrolled through them, and then he decided to take a little data rod out of his bag and plug that into the console. "I'm gonna uh, download these as evidence.." And then he proceeded to do just that, downloading them as he found them, along with the profile information. And their IP addresses, of course.
"Very smart, they may try to wipe the computers when we leave." Iviaan nodded. "Is there any safe way we can take one of the deactivated bracelets as well?.." Oh, he could replicate a little metal case for it, couldn't he? He tried to do just that.(edited)
"My God... this is not looking good, Chat." Maya muttered as she read through the chats from the higher ups. "Do you think there's anything else we could download that could help the others? I know the bracets are disabled, but maybe they had a file for an antidote?"
"Oh, that's a good idea, to both of you," he said, and then looked for just that, trying to search for any files on the bracelets that he could find, and any messages that might have referenced them, particularly in the messages about permabanning - maybe something about an antidote would be in a message about unbanning someone?
"Mhm, that'll be good," he said to Maya as he went looking, "okay, so I'm finding some repair logs and schematics on the bracelets here, not anything on an antidote yet, though - you?"
Maya's console had information about Neiirrh's,the venom that was in the bracelets! There was an antidote for their venom but one needed a medical replicator for it or at least medical knowledge to create it.
"Found something, sir! We have the antidode, but we either need a doctor or a medical replicator to make it!" Maya said as she downloaded the files. "They have a medical officer in the other team right?"
Iviaan carefully tucked the bracelet away into the metal box, making sure to lock it tight. He stuck that in its own pocket of his medical bag. Woohoo, evidence.
"We have a medical officer on this one," he said plainly, and then looked over at what Maya had on her computer. "We should probably have Iviaan forward that information to the other team, though, yeah."
He made a little humming noise, raising his head. His ass was not paying attention, what's up? "Is there a mechanical difference between medical and regular replicators, or can the latter be 'jailbroken'?"
"From what I know, there are certain components to allow it to make organs and stuff, and stricter permissions for drugs and stuff." Maya answered after she gave it some thought. "I can 'jailbreak' a replicator to make alcoholic drinks no problem, but I think for medicines and stuff, thats something different... we could try plooping you in as a med officer in their records, make the replicator think its specialized for medicine, and force it to give u the perms to replicate drugs."
"Maya," Allan said, with a little bit of a nervous laugh, "let's, ah. Let's focus on putting Iviaan in as a medical officer in those medical records you've got up, okay? That should work, yeah."
"I said, I can do that. I never said that I have done that...... ANYWAY PERMISSIONS TIME!." Maya explained, letting out a sigh of relief from what Allan said as she logged Iviaan as the CMO of this joint.
"Oh, a promotion. How delightful." He was not qualified to be CMO, but he appreciated it. "Thank you for your recommendation, Lieutenant," he said, plugging the prescription into the replicator, aaaand...
"You're welcome, Doctor! Its the easiest way to bypass all the access codes anyway, plus you deserved it!" Maya said with a thumbs up! "Woo! time to tell the other time of our progress here"
"I think that's all for this room then, right? We should find that secret weapons storage place, I think regardless of the outcome, we should deactivate all the weapons we find," Alizati suggested, not liking that there seemed to be stolen weapons all over the place.
Dezyim nodded. “That’s a good idea, stolen weapons don’t sound very good.” Stolen weapons actually sounded pretty good to him, as long as he got to them first. He wasn’t about to say that in front of the commander, though.
"No matter, we can go to #mysterious-vault , I will lead," Alizati said as he glanced at the food. Obviously he was not hungry, but questioned the nutrional content of most of the food that was out. Thankfully one could replicate anything they wanted.
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