Regrouping

Posted on Tue Aug 16th, 2011 @ 11:45am by 1st Lieutenant Kara Melo & 1st Lieutenant Noelle Ghassan & Sergeant Chichire Shintaku & Private 1st Class Trent Kushner & Senior Chief Petty Officer Helga (Hel) Lowe

628 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Shades of Gray
Location: Michnar VII

ON

Kara and Helena came around the side of the building just in time to see what was probably Captain Mangalia beam out. The two women looked at each other. If the Captain was hurt enough to need to be transported back to the ship, it was serious.

They walked up to Noelle. "Ma'am," Kara said. "How is the Captain?"

Noelle watched as Mangalia was transported out "A trip line caused a mine to explode. The Captain took the brunt." She said as her ears finally stopped ringing.

Both Kara and Helena knew the risks inherent in being a Marine. They also knew that accidents like this happened far too frequently. It still didn't make it any easier. They both paused for a moment of silence.

After a few moments, Kara continued. "We found an attic watch area. It gives a great view of the city and the back side of the warehouse. Suggest someone be assigned there. Other than that, we're here as needed."

Noelle nodded and fell into command mode "Kara, I want you to take first watch. Helena you and I will continue with the building patrol. Keep comm lines open." She said

"Aye, ma'am."

===Warehouse===

Trent was still stuck inside the quarantine zone and he wasn't happy about it. It wasn't that he was a germaphobe, he just didn't like the idea of dealing with an attacker he couldn't see. Right now anyone, possibly many of them, was carrying something strong enough to incapacitate a man.

What made matters worse inside the quarantine zone was that some of the unlucky people to be stuck on the wrong side of the protective tent were starting to get restless.

Trent decided he had better let the Captain know what was going on. "Trent to Captain Mangalia." He said after tapping his comm device.

Noelle turned and touched her comm badge "Captain Mangalia has had to be transported back to the ship." She said, her voice distant. She didn't even know if she was injured. Not that she would know, since she couldn't feel pain to begin with.

Lieutenant Ghassan still looked a little shell shocked. "Ma'am, I think you should go back to the ship and get checked out by a doctor. I can hold down the fort until you return."

Noelle shook her head "I'm fine." She said not really knowing for sure that she was. Any injuries she had would be taken care of later. "What's the situation here?" She asked looking at Trent.

Trent gave her a quick rundown on the virus and quarantine situation.

=== Base Camp ====

Hel took it upon herself to use the portable replicator and replicate glasses of lemonade and brownies. Tempers were starting to flair and she hoped this would at least be a temporary distraction.

She walked up to two men who were glaring at each other and smiled, trying not to sound too stern. "Hello, would you like a glass of lemonade or a brownie?"

One of the men smacked the glass out of her hand. "Go away, lady."

The other man punched him on the arm. "Don't hit ladies. It's not polite."

The first man pushed back, knocking the first on the floor. "Back off, Melthon. You always were too soft."

Melthon launched himself at the other man, tackling him to the floor. Two other men joined in while others gathered around to encourage the fighters.

Helga set the tray down and hurried to get security to stop the fight before it got out of hand.



OFF

2nd Lieutenant Noelle Ghassan
Marine CO
USS Calypso

Staff Sergeant Kara Melo
Platoon Leader
USS Calypso

Corporal Helena Melendez
Marine

Private First Class Trent Kushner
Marine
USS Calypso

Senior Chief Petty Officer Helga "Hel" Lowe
Nurse
USS Calypso

 

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