[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Prepare the medical area for

potential wounded. Hopefully Neo Arcadia isn't going to attack, but we shouldn't

let that make us unprepared."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Colonel transmits, "I am moving to the flight deck."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly transmits, "Very well."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Vanishing Gungaroo transmits, "I'm takin' my Wide Awmor with

me!"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Crescent Grizzly transmits, "Movin' wit' deh' Colonel."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Colonel transmits, "...On second thought....I will be in

contact."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Crescent Grizzly transmits, "All 'nfantrah, git yerselves

readah' fer battle."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Everyone deploy to your respective

areas of defense. The Turbolifts will be disabled after deployment is complete."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Colonel transmits, "...I have a feeling, The President will

be here. I will deal with him."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Very well. I will be on the bridge

if anyone needs me. If anyone decides to try and cause problems there they will

learn why that is foolish."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "I want at least one person to handle

the defense of the engine room, it's too important to leave undefended."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Crescent Grizzly transmits, "On mah' way."

 

Fortress V - Upper Deck

        The upper decks of the Fortress V are bright with natural light, the

windows atop the ship allowing in sun and moonlight to give a more organic feel

to the area. This is where the brains of the Repliforce meet and think, carrying

out experiments and creating new reploids, as well as repairing the wounded that

are bound to crop up in war. The teleporters sit in the rear of this area,

providing a ready link from Repliforce to the rest of the world.

 

Barrage Raptor [Combat] [RF]          

 Fore <F> leads to Fortress V - Skydeck.

 Starboard <S> leads to Fortress V - Medical Center.

 Port <P> leads to Fortress V - Research And Development.

 Aft <A> leads to Teleportation Area--Fortress V.

 Turbolift <TL> leads to Fortress V - Turbolifts.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly transmits, "May I suggest posting guards in

the R&D and Medical facilities? It would be a shame if either of them were

attacked."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Agreed."

 

You enter the Medical Center.

 

Fortress V - Medical Center

        Sterile white and pale green, the medbay, like all medbays, is a calm,

quiet place, the noiselessness enforced by sonic dampening fields. Repliforce's

medical technicians work here, and this area is rigged to deal with any number

of Reploid injuries, including the most series operations possible. The staff

here is competent and collected, and they have one of the best survival rates of

any military hospital anywhere. Minor upgrade work is performed here as well, as

well as the physicals and regular exams that are a part of military life.

 

Sheena [Uniform] [NA]                  Soul Nightshade's Biosphere <SNB>     

Repair Chamber                        

 Out <O> leads to Fortress V - Upper Deck.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Syphon Wolf transmits, "Shall I post myself there, General?"

 

Rapid blink systems: Online

 

Homing systems: Online

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "If you have nowhere specific to

guard at the moment, yes."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Syphon Wolf transmits, "Acknowledged. En route."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly transmits, "I will be in the Medical

facility to guard the patients."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly transmits, "Although backup may be

required."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Barrage Raptor? You are to assist in

guarding the Medical facility."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Barrage Raptor transmits, "General. There's a /lot/ of

sensative equipment in the medical facility."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Infantry Corps Captain Assault Kangaroo transmits, "What of

me, General?"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Barrage Raptor transmits, "We've been over this before./"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Barrage Raptor transmits, "I'm not the best person to be

guarding expensive, fragile equipment."

 

A pile of discarded crab-reploid parts lies in the corner; now walking around

the medical bay instead is Sheena Bennett, Neo Arcadian officer and White Dragon

Director. She casually pulls her assault rifle from its strap at her back, and

begins firing into the medical equipment. As good a start as any-- it's a good

idea to make sure your enemy can't /help/ its troops, isn't it?

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Barrage Raptor transmits, "Assault is much more precise than

I am. He'd be better for that area."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General mmm's..

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Barrage Raptor transmits, "I'll lock down the armory and

move to the upper levels."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Agreed. Barrage, find a place other

than near the brig to guard."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Berkana transmits, "General? Is there any way we can

assist?"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Gareth transmits, "I will be on the Main Level with Mistress

Berkana. Combat will be avoided if at all possible. The enemy will be engaged

where it is neccessary."

 

The elderly reploid hobbles into the Medical facility. His cane clicks with

every other step he takes. He enters right as Sheena starts firing. "Hmm...

something is not righ here" he thinks to himself. "Excuse me miss, but I do not

believe that you are supposed to be here, much less destroying our equipment. I

believe I will have to ask you to leave now thank you."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Berkana? Stick with Gareth and after

it's all over get ready to help with fixing up people."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly transmits, "Ho hum... this is interesting.

Some young lady is in here shooting up our equipment. I am going to ask her to

leave now."

 

You strike Sheena with a glancing hit from your Moustache Waggle attack.

 

 

Syphon Wolf arrives from the Upper Deck.

 

Syphon Wolf has arrived.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Berkana transmits, "Very well."

 

Syphon Wolf takes careful aim at the intruder and fires a quick burst of energy.

 

Sheena deflects Omega Blast from Syphon Wolf.

 

Sheena turns to face the scientist Reploid who has entered the medical bay; she

is /not/ pleased that she's been spotted so soon, but she figures she can

essentially plow through the little old firefly man. "You know, you don't

exactly have much of an air of authority," Sheena says with a smirk. Popping a

fresh clip into her now-empty assault rifle, she opens fire. This is not a

normal clip, either-- firing in an arc large enough to saturate the entire area

Firefly stands in, the bullets pulse with crackling energy. These are the

so-called 'reploid-killer' EMP bullets that Sheena has grown fond of recently.

As she moves to place yet another clip in the weapon, she spots the energy burst

fired at her; spinning her assault rifle to knock it aside, she inserts that

other clip in the same smooth motion.

 

Sheena strikes you with a major hit from her Pulse Beast attack for 18 units of

damage.

You take extra damage due to your Electric weakness.

 

Gareth arrives from the Upper Deck.

Gareth has arrived.

 

Berkana arrives from the Upper Deck.

Berkana has arrived.

 

Here is a quick science lesson for you. Electronics work through the flow of

electrons through various conductors and resistors. With the right tools, an

electrical engineer can make truly amazing systems of capacitors and resistors

that can provide /exactly/ the right amount of power to any piece of equipment

requiring electricity. Then there are EMP, or electromagnetic pulses. These are

magnetic waves amplified by large amounts of energy. The interesting thing about

these, is that they can induce electrical currents which can really screw up

electrical systems that are not prepared for this. Systems like Shining's arcane

and very delicate power system. As the bullets hit and take effect, Shining's

bulb butt flickers as power overrides the capacitors and makes it through the

bulb. Smoke rises from Shining as he tries to regain his balance.

"I must say that that was uncalled for," he says. He then disappears and

reappears right next to Sheena with his cane raised, ready to strike.

 

You strike Sheena with a glancing hit from your Walking Stick attack.

 

Syphon Wolf winces at the lack of results from his attack, realizing that his

opponent is much more formidable than he first thought. Deciding to try for

accuracy over firepower in the hopes of getting past her mongoose-quick

reflexes, Syphon Wolf fires a quick homing attack at the intruder, watching as

the silver bolt of energy seeks her out like a shark after blood.

 

Syphon Wolf strikes Sheena with his Smart Blast attack.

 

The walking stick knocks Sheena off-balance; the /real/ bother is, of course,

the smart-blast. Boring through Sheena's armor, it hits flesh-- which in turn

bubbles and sizzles. Grunting in pain, Sheena rushes for the doors of the

medical bay and proceeds to run like hell, trying to find some other area on the

ship to sabotage.

 

Sheena retreats from the area swiftly, leaving her open to pursuit or parting

shots from Syphon Wolf, Assault Kangaroo, Berkana, Shining Firefly, and Gareth.

 

Syphon Wolf seeing the sabetour making her way out, Syphon launches another

Omega Blast at her departing form, hoping to keep her from causing any more

damage.

 

Syphon Wolf strikes Sheena with his Omega Blast attack.

 

Sheena enters the Upper Deck.

Sheena has left.

 

Not moments ago, there were reports of a strange woman trashing up the Medical

Center's equipment and effectively turning their 'Medbay' into a 'Makeshift

Medbay'. At least one individual seems as if he decided that this simply will

not do, and it is very unlikely that he is alone. Gareth can be seen standing to

the side of the doors as they slide opened, allowing him to catch a glimpse of

the sneaky little saboteur who had been trashing things up in here as she

departs.

He makes an irritable sound, but doesn't move much, only turning to face the

wall opposite of the doors, waiting for someone else to go in before him. At the

moment, he's just playing damage-shield for Berkana, and generally keeping an

eye on things that are going on ahead of them.

 

Pleased that his cane seemed to have taught the intruder a lesson, Shining

watches her flea. He then looks around the medbay and the mess she managed to

make it. He quickly deploys his drones and says to Syphon, "I believe you should

go after her. I doubt she will hit here again, and if she does we will be

ready." He then turns and starts picking up and repairing things with the help

of his drones.

 

Berkana is immediately behind Gareth, staying within a reasonable distance of

her bodyguard. She's no slouch when it comes to bonking heads with her staff,

but it's certainly much more comforting to have someone like Gareth standing

between you and all kinds of unmentionables. As the saboteur dashes by, she

considers toasting her in the scant seconds she is given to act, but decides

against it. She will be much more useful, and safe, working within whatever

remains of the medical bay. "Let security handle her, Gareth. I'll need your

help to fix what's already been done."

 

Certain that Shining Firefly isn't unduly injured, Syphon Wolf turns and follows

the intruder out of the Med Bay.

 

Syphon Wolf enters the Upper Deck.

Syphon Wolf has left.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Gareth transmits, "The individual whom I assume was

destroying our medical equipment has fled from the Medical Room. Assumedly on

the upper levels still. Condition unknown."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Crescent Grizzly transmits, "Keep 'n eye ou' fer 'er."

 

The elderly firefly turns as he hears Berkana enters. Usually it seems that his

hearing is not so good, but it appears to have gotten better. He smiles, as

smoke continues to seep form his joints, "Ah, Berkana, and her companion Gareth!

It is wonderful to see you. There was a very ungrateful and strange woman here

moments ago, but she is gone now." He pauses, "Perhaps you would like to assist

in the repairing of our equipment?" Yes, Berkana already said that she was doing

that but Shining didn't hear that part. Senility you see.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shield Shellfish transmits, "I'll keep my eyes open."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shield Shellfish whirrCLICK. "All four of 'em."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Syphon Wolf transmits, "I'm trying to stay on her tail. No

idea of her condition, but I've yet to be hit."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Storm Owl transmits, "Confirmed."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly sighs, "That strange woman did a doozy of a

job on our medical facility, but all it took was a bap from my cane and she went

running. Keep on her Syphon."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shield Shellfish transmits, "I've got the skydeck and the

R&D labs covered."

 

"Very well, Mistress Berkana." Gareth says, stepping into the Medical Bay

itself, turning and shutting the doors behind him. His Crystalline Spear, and

his Shield both shimmer briefly, before vanishing into what one could assume to

be a small subspace pocket. He then moves to keep a position near Berkana,

disregarding the orders given to him over the radio. He presently has valid

orders from Berkana that do not put her into any sort of danger: They are his

priority at the moment.

 

Berkana sends her staff away to a similar subspace pocket, confident that she

won't need it anymore. Turning her attention to Shining Firefly as he speaks,

Berkana's eyes briefly widen, "Are you sure you'll really be of help in your

condition?" Berkana stoops down and begins picking up some of the fallen

equipment, collecting items she will need to effect repairs on the multitude of

damaged goods. "You may very well end up being my first patient, after all."

Turning to one side, Berkana motions to a fallen medical table, "Gareth, can you

set that back on it's wheels? I want to make sure Shining is alright before we

get to work."

 

Shining takes a step forward and like any kind stubborn old man says, "Bah! I am

fi". He trips over some supplies that were knocked off a table, but five of his

drones manage to catch him in time and lift him back up. He appears slightly

more tired now and says, "I am fine. It was just a small matter of having an

induced current running through my circuits temporarily deteriorating the

insulator between the plates of the capacitors, causing a somewhat significant

short circuit. Other than that I am fine. Besides, my fireflies can handle a bit

of work on their own." As he says this six other firefly working in pairs to

sweep up broken glass, clean up spilled substances, and patch-weld various

pieces of equipment that can be fixed with patch-welding.

 

"Yes, Mistress." Gareth answers, moving over and lifting the medical table back

to it's original position. After this, he returns to Berkana's side, crossing

his arms over his chest and priming his forcefield generators for use in the

event that they will be needed. He trusts that this location is relatively

secure in comparison to other parts of the ship, but he doesn't want to take

that risk. He looks towards Shining Firefly for a moment, attempting to make a

rough assessment of the damage done to him, but otherwise seems to be

concentrated on the presently closed door.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Everyone who is currently not

engaged is to deploy outside of the Fortress Five."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Razor, Shellfish and Syphon will be

dealing with handling any intruders."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Barrage Raptor transmits, "I'm waiting for the intruder."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Barrage? Don't question my orders."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Revolver Ocelot transmits, "Oh my way, BigHat!"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Gareth transmits, "I am presently guarding Mistress Berkana

on the Medical Level. I have shut the doors. When entering, be certain to say

something on the main frequency so that I know you are a friendly. If the door

opens and I do not see anyone, nor receive any word from allied frequencies, I

will be opening up indiscriminately."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] The General transmits, "Keep her safe, Gareth."

 

Berkana sighs impatiently for the slightest fraction of a moment, "Very well. If

you would like to use your fireflies to sort things out along with Gareth, I can

begin setting up the equipment that is still functional. It is my opinion that,

given the circumstances, it is more important for us to have readily available

equipment on hand rather than exhaust ourselves getting the damaged items back

online, at least until more of the medical staff is available." Berkana has

already begun this task, seperating the items she has already picked up into

groups of what works, what can be quickly fixed, and what will take some time.

"Unless you have a better idea?"

 

Shining Firefly does a sort of waddling as he turns towards Berkana, taking

little steps in place while using his cane for support, "No, that is a good

idea, but I will make one addendum to it. While you work on that, and Gareth and

my drones work on their project, I will check over the patients that are here.

This was most likely a dreadful experience for them. I only hope not many

bullets managed to hit many of them..." His voice trails off as he rises up and

flies over to the nearest bed to check on the patient.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shield Shellfish transmits, "How's the situation in medical

holding up?"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly transmits, "We are doing what we can to

repair the equipment, the previously injured, and gather up usable supplies."

 

Gareth nods an affirmative towards Berkana, going to work with the nearest

pieces of equipment that, so far, have simply been left lying around from the

efforts of their saboteur. Notably, however, he keeps a very good view of the

door, as well as both of the scientists in the room. "Mistress Berkana, what is

our present operating capacity in this Medical Bay?", He asks, as he begins to

sort bits and pieces into piles as well, though he's not quite so good at

organizing them as the other two, he's hardly blind to the more obvious ones. He

frowns, at the report Storm Owl is transmitting over the radio, a look of

concern more visible across his face, though still obscured because of his

helmet.

"And if I might suggest... we should probably secure things where they're not

going to get thrashed about if the Fortress Five takes a tumble."

 

"Excellent. Let's get to work." The Cyberwitch is already well on her way,

having sorted out a fair amount of items. Various spot welders, laser scalpels,

a few soldering tools, and numerous other implements of reploid medicine are

neatly arranged on a table, seperated in varying degrees of damage. "I can't

truly say, Gareth, although I think it's safe to assume it will not be enough."

A nearby patient catches Berkana's attention, his side clearly pierced by a

couple of projectiles. "You'll be fine. Stop making so much noise." Berkana

turns to the senile firefly, "Shining?" She gives him a dire look, clearly

communicating the nature of the damage.

 

The turning of Shining's body is much more fluid this time since he is still

hovering in the air. He understands the look and a serious expression forms upon

his face. It almost seems as if the senility melts away as he says, "Berkana,

give me list of what supplies we have available." He then starts blinking from

one patient's bed to another, assessing their situation. As he teleports around,

he says, "Gareth, your suggestion is valid. I would appreciate it if you would

start tying larg peices of equipment down. There is some hooks and cables in the

cabinet behind you that you can use." He blinks while speaking which produces a

strange effect with the voice coming from a different place every couple

seconds.

 

"I'm on it." Berkana suddenly blinks to the table of supplies she was working

at, quickly tabulating a list of those that work and those that /could/ work

within short order. She continues like this for a few moments, blinking back and

forth to collect and further seperate the equipment that works from those that

don't, before finally appearing and stopping at Shining's side, a datapad in

hand. Holding it out to the elderly insect, she nods approvingly, "If we do

things right, we should be fine."

 

"Very well." Gareth replies, turning about to the aforementioned cabinets,

retrieving a few hooks and cables that he puts over his shoulders, highly

suspecting that they are going to be taking a dive soon anyway. His anti-grav

generators are 'warmed up' for the moment, as he goes about securing any large,

loose objects as best as he can. He looks over his shoulder towards Berkana as

he does so, he asks, in a voice clearly indicative of his irritability at this

situation, and even more so of the prospect of what he is asking,

"If it is unavoidable to become involved in combat, are you ready?"

He asks this only because of the possibility that they may decide to head here

again, their original operative having failed in completely trashing the place

before being intercepted.

 

"If it comes to that, yes. I will. But I would prefer it if it would not risk

the well-being of the patients already suffering.." Berkana manages to force a

smile, "As long as you're watching the door, that shouldn't be a problem."

Berkana continues working diligently, now beginning to repair some of the very

minor damages on the tools they will require. "I've established a list of

priority items to repair, based upon current supply. Monitoring units are of

utmost importance, at the moment. They seem to be the most vulnerable to weapons

fire."

 

Shining Firefly blinks over to Berkana's location and reads it over. A firefly

drone comes over with another datapad. This one says what should be here given

the last inventory. Shining's mind quickly works through how much was most

likely used since then and compares that figure to Berkana's. There is still a

considerable amount missing. He sighs, "Yes, this should be enough. If not, we

can always use scraps from the recycle bins to quick weld parts and seals.

Hopefully it won't come to that. My drones will continue the gathering of

miscellaneous supplies that have scattered everywhere. Berkana, I will now start

patching up these patients.  You may continue your work if you wish." With that,

Shining moves to the patient that he deemed to be in the worst condition.

 

[Radio: (C) RF-Chatter] Gareth transmits, "What is the situation on the other

levels of the Fortress?"

 

[Radio: (C) RF-Chatter] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Skydeck and bridge are

all-clear."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Revolver Ocelot transmits, "Engaging the fanatic in Ten

Forward."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Radio>> Rush Raccoon transmits, "Attempting to Return back

to Base. Shiled, Cover me best you can. Activating Booster Systems."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Storm Owl transmits, "Fortress V is withdrawing. All forces,

prepare for departure."

 

"I am simply attempting to cover all bases, Mistress. Not to seem overconfident,

but I would like to say that we work quite well together in a combat situation,

not that I would wish it on either of us." Gareth says, as he secures more bits

and pieces of loose equipment to stationary, stable pieces of equipment that

won't cave under a bit of pushing and pulling.

 

Berkana nods in agreement with Gareth's assessment, "That is because we have

learned to play upon one another's strengths. But such morbid discussion is not

appropriate at the moment. We need to encourage those in need to continue

fighting." Berkana sets a pair of repaired tools down and continues to work on

more of the damaged equipment, "If absolutely necessary, Shining, it may be

prudent to use some of the completely unsalvageable tools, such as this

welder.." Berkana holds up the horrendously maimed tool in question, "As scrap.

Once the few working parts are removed, of course."

 

Shining's hands are almost a blur as they use tweezers to remove several rounds

from a single patient. His drone start opening up the patient's armor so that he

he can get a look inside and patch up damaged energy conduits and potentially

lethal things like that. Unfortunately there is not anaesthetic for this

operation since there is not much left of it. He does not turn to look at

Berkana or the welder but looks at his work. He takes out a few motors and

starts soldering some circuits back in place as he says, "Yes. We are not able

to be wasteful now. Everything that can be used must be saved. If it no longer

serves its primary function, a secondary must be found. We have these patients

and plenty more coming in from what I hear. The Neo Arcadians and Bolero are

giving us quite the fight."

 

Revolver Ocelot arrives from the Upper Deck.

Revolver Ocelot has arrived.

 

"That will not be necessary, yet. Please, Gareth, ensure the safety of the

medical bay's patients, as you would my own." Berkana looks up to Gareth her

hands still working on the tools that need it, "I know you won't disappoint." A

sudden groan from a patient to the left causes Berkana to blink from her

position, reappearing over the injured 'Forcer. Examining him quickly, she

begins cutting away at her armour. Once it's off, the extent of the internal

injuries becomes disturbing apparent. "Shining? Does that list have 2 sets of

115Sa boards? I'm going to need the immediately."

 

Rush Raccoon arrives from the Upper Deck.

Rush Raccoon has arrived.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Storm Owl transmits, "Shining, how are things holding up in

sickbay?"

 

Rush Raccoon sorta plods on in....he does'nt look so good and barely

standing.....even wavering. Looks like he held onto the wall the way here.

"medic....."

 

Shining finishes up with his patient. The guy could be better, but at least this

way he will not die. Shining blinks over the next most injured on his list. In

response to Berkana he says, "My drones will be delivering what you should

require now." And sure enough, three drones arrive. One with a 115Sa board and

one with a 115Se board, and the third is carrying the necessary adapter to fit

at 115Se into a 115Sa system.

 

Something rattles noisily in the overhead, as if someone were /inside/ the vent.

The presence scoots across the ceiling, stopping at a vent grate. More rustling,

before the grate swings violently open at the persuasion of a red and

blue-armored boot. Revolver Ocelot drops into the sickbay a moment later,

missing pieces of armor. The bowl-like face shield on her helmet is shattered,

with a large-calibre round embedded in it right between her eyes.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly transmits, "We have almost finished

stabilizing the patients that were injured in the first attack from the

intruder. We should be ready for new arrivals within a minute or two. Do not

expect to get full repairs. We will repair you to the point where you are

stable. You will not die, but it might be awhile until we can be sure we have

enough to fully repair everybody."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Revolver Ocelot transmits, "I might be able to help out."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shield Shellfish *CRUNCH*. "I got Crescent, returning him to

the FV now. I'll get him stable myself before returning."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly transmits, "The problem is not medical

staff, but equipment. A number of things were damaged, some beyond repair, from

the intruder's initial attack."

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] The General transmits, "Thomas, are you there?"

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Dr. Light transmits, "Yes?"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shield Shellfish transmits, "...I'll talk to dad if I can,

see if I can get some stuff on loan or something."

 

"Very well, Mistress. We have incoming wounded." Gareth responds, remaining at

the door, alert, his shield shimmering into view in his off-hand again, as he

waits to see to it that there are no unwanted visitors following the injured

inside. He nods towards Rush Raccoon, as the doors open to let them through.

Revolver Ocelot, however, receives a much more ... paranoid response, the

rattling of the air vent prompting him to swing his spear up to point it towards

the vent. Fortunately, he does not attack pre-emptively, but it could certainly

have turned out worse.

The doors shut behind Rush Raccoon, and he goes back to watching the door,

quietly moving to shut the vent grate back, not taking an eye off of the 'main

entrance' as he does so.

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] The General transmits, "We just had someone shoot up our

medical area, so I'm wondering if Light Labs is interested in selling us

replacement equipment?"

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Dr. Light transmits, "How soon do you need it?"

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Yes."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Storm Owl transmits, "Understood. Do what you can, Shining.

General and Shield will attempt to find other ways."

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] The General transmits, "Shining, are you listening?"

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Shining Firefly transmits, "Yes I am."

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] The General transmits, "What timeslot do you think would

be *oof* best?"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Storm Owl transmits, "Shining, I need medical teams up on

the bridge."

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Shining Firefly transmits, "Dr. Light. An intruder

managed to infiltrate our Medical Facility and discharge an entire clip of what

I believe was a submachine gun into equipment, supplies, and patients. We have

enough left to make sure our people stay alive, but sooner or later we will need

to completely repair our troops."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Shining Firefly transmits, "Very well."

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Dr. Light transmits, "I see. I'll do what I can, but I

don't know if I can provide everything. Let me pull a few favors with some

disgustingly rich old men, see what I can wrangle up."

 

Shining Firefly looks at Berkana and Gareth. This is not something he wants to

do, but it seems to be what is ordered. "Berkana, Gareth. Go up to the Bridge

and see what is going on. You can take four of my drones with you that will act

as relayers of supplies that you need. The remaining drones, and I will do our

best with these individuals." He finishes up his patient in time to see the two

newly injured Repliforcers enter.

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Shining Firefly transmits, "That would be greatly

appreciated Dr. Light."

 

Rush Raccoon is still here. leaning against the wall. he's leaking Fluid and

sparking. Ewwwww. He shakes his head and holds it occasionally.

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Ares transmits, "You guys got beaten didnt you?"

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Shining Firefly transmits, "It happens, and we would

appreciate it if the comments were left until /after/ the crisis has been

averted thank you."

 

[Radio: (D) Joint-Chat] Ares transmits, "My bad."

 

Shining Firefly blinks to Rush's side since the Ocelot happens to land on a

Medical Bed. The drones are seeing to her, and Shining helps the larger reploid

over to one of the beds. Once there, the fun can begin.

 

Rush Raccoon is helped over he whews..."ooohhh....thanks Doc.... can abrely keep

myself up."

Rush Raccoon says, "used the last of my power to jet myself back to this flying

wreck-at-the-moment...-spark-"

 

"Very well."

 Gareth says, not sounding happy about the prospect of putting Berkana in the

line of fire in the event that something bad is happening up top. All the same,

he reaches out to the door control panel, opening it up, and proceeding out

ahead of her, scouting ahead to make certain that it is safe. And likely so that

he can effectively play 'meat shield' if it isn't.

 

Berkana nods silently to Shining, conversing momentarily with her companion.

"Gareth, I'll be just a moment." She then proceeds to blink from table to table,

taking only the supplies she feels will be necessary. After several moments of

this back and forth teleporation, she reappears just behind Gareth, peering

cautiously over the daring Knight's shoulder, "Is the coast clear?"

 

Gareth enters the Upper Deck.

Gareth has left.

 

Berkana enters the Upper Deck.

Berkana has left.

 

Barrage Raptor arrives from the Upper Deck.

Barrage Raptor has arrived.

 

Hi-Max arrives from the Upper Deck.

Hi-Max has arrived.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Shield Shellfish transmits, "Does anyone require immediate

medical assistance? I'm back aboard the FV."

 

Vanishing Gungaroo arrives from the Upper Deck.

Vanishing Gungaroo has arrived.

 

Vanishing Gungaroo has left.

 

[Radio: (A) Main] Shining Firefly transmits, "We are currently taking patients

in the MedBay. Once again, do not expect a lot of medical attention. You will

receive what is necessary to keep you alive until the we have the supplies to

repair everybody."

 

Shield Shellfish arrives from the Upper Deck.

Shield Shellfish has arrived.

 

Crescent Grizzly arrives from the Upper Deck.

Crescent Grizzly has arrived.

 

Vanishing Gungaroo has arrived.

Repair Chamber drops Vanishing Gungaroo.

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Radio>> Rush Raccoon transmits, "Whats the Status?"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Radio>> Rush Raccoon transmits, "Anything I can do to help

as soon as I go through some basic repair here?"

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Storm Owl transmits, "Search for additional wounded

throughout the ship. Internal sensors and most computer systems are offline."

 

[Radio: (B) Secure] Radio>> Rush Raccoon transmits, "Affirmative."

 

Sss-THUNK. Sss-THUNK. Sss-THUNK.

It sounds like a behemoth reploid trudging through the FV's hallways. Every step

echoes across the metallic surfaces. Has General come to deliver an inspiring

speech? Has Seismic Earthworm somehow developed the ability to walk? Is it some

new fantastic reploid, more massive than anything ever seen before?

Nah. It's just Shield Shellfish, carrying Crescent Grizzly.

Talk about your disappointments.

The Bodyguard clomps in, carrying the Grizzly as carefully as she can manage,

which isn't very much given his size and state of injury; she sets him down on

the nearest and most sturdy operating table without any decor whatsoever.

Momentarily scrambles around in her gear for meager, emergency-only medical

supplies; designed for life-saving instances but not suitable for long-term

repairs. All this is done wordlessly, as is her usual manner in person.

 

Shining Firefly looks over Rush's body, checking the damage. As drones start to

cut open sections of Rush's armor, Shining says calmly, "Unfortunately we do not

have any anaesthetic left since the amount we had was shot and ruined by the

intrusion. I will make this as quick as possible to keep the pain short." As the

armor reveals the damaged insides, Shining works first by fixing the energy

system. This means removing faulty motors that are leaking too much power and

are not vital, soldering circuits to repair shorts, and resealing conduits.

After that is a quick assessment and patch weld of anything else that could

potentially be fatal.

 

Shining Firefly effects some minor repair work on Rush Raccoon.

 

Crescent is, needless to say, in bad shape.

The silly bear's upper torso is mostly a mass of molten metal and circuitry, as

well as multiple instances of blunt trauma. More upsettting, however, are the

deep cuts upon his back, and the two large, gaping stab wounds in his upper

chest from which fuel is leaking profusely.

 

Rush Raccoon winces a bit at all that. Rush is a Hunter...he's had worse, belive

me..MUCH worse repairs done than like this at the spot. But one by one the

lights on his HUD stop falshing from Red to Yellow...and in somecases even

green, though the Greens are few. This is Satsifactory for now. "Thank you." he

says as he lies there a moment. Just to let his HUD adjust a moment. IT always

needs that after extreme Combat.

 

Hi-Max proceeds to the medical center after the battle, unlike some of the

others here, he's not in dire need of medical attention. Calmly he makes his way

to the back of the line, letting others seek the medical attention they so

deserve.

 

Stab wounds? Easily dealt with; and having both delivered and recieved a fair

amount of it, Shell is no stranger to caring for blunt trauma. At least the

major's unconscious; no worries about the lack of anaesthetics. Carefully she

pulls out something similar to a pen; like everything else Shell seems to have,

it actually involves lasers. She begins to cut away the essentially ruined

chestplate area; prying away bits of metal one small chunk at a time. Once

that's done --

She holds them over the worst of the wounds; putting the 'pen' against the metal

bits for a few seconds. This solders over the wounds; both cheaper and easier

than trying to do the same with spare strip metal. Over her shoulder, she calls

out:

"Shining? Can I get a drone or two over here, if you have them to spare? I can't

do anything about the circuitry, that's not my call. I've got the cuts and fuel

lines tended to, if you can."

 

Shining Firefly wipes off his hands and says, "I only wish I was able to

complete the job appropriately. Unfortunately, given the situation, this will

have to do. Once Thomas gets the supplies here, we will be better suited to

completely repair everybody." He then blinks over to the table with the sleeping

Ocelot. That fight must have taken a lot out of her, but at least she is asleep.

The key now is to repair her without waking her up. If he can do that, then she

won't need to feel the pain. The drones again, do the job of opening up the

armor.

Revolver is still asleep, which is good. Shining, with a little more care, but

almost equal efficiency, repeats the procedure. Energy system to reduce power

loss, and then the various other vital systems. Things like neural relays and

cooling systems and self-repair systems and power stablizers and...

AS Shining does this, several of his drones move over to help Shell with her

endeavors. They quickly dart about the body, occasionally going into the body.

They are effective at what they do. One goes and leaves with damaged parts,

another goes in with replacements and leaves empty handed. They use their laser

butts as soldering irons and welders, since that is what Shining designed them

as. Cables, motors, generators, and other vital systems slowly get repaired or

replaced in the large bear's body.

 

Barrage Raptor comes into the medbay, looking quite annoyed. Like she'd been

knocked through a floor.

 

Rush Raccoon is typing a report on a small flipout panel built into his arm...

he bites his lip as he does so as he gets up. "ooohh.... Alright...I'm off to go

complete Commander Owl's Orders...." he begins to trod out, a bit normally at

least.

 

Shining Firefly turns as Rush is going to be leaving. He says nothing though.

Not this time. Although people who are injured really should not be up and about

(of course Shining is not one to talk given the fact that he is still recovering

from the EMP bullet form Sheena). The only thing they can hope for is that they

will have enough supplies.

Shining notices Barrage's entrance and says, "Barrage, if you will lie down on a

bed, we will be with you as soon as we can." As he says this, he flies over

towards Barrage so that once she lies done, the repairs can begin.

 

Barrage Raptor flops down on a bed, and waits, "We're wasting time. I have to

get back out there and find Bolero's body.."

 

Hi-Max observes the medic as they perform repairs on the badly injured troops.

The damage on his body is mostly caused by spikes that penetrated his armor,

some of them went right through, others he pulled out himself. None of the

spikes destroyed any important systems but he still is in need of minimal

repairs when they have time.

 

The last stab wound tended to; then with both feet digging into the floor -- and

some drone help -- Shell gets Crescent rolled over so she can tend to the cuts

on his back, sealing them off in a manner similar to the other wounds. She

glances over at Barrage as she does so.

"I didn't hear a thud. I don't think he landed."

 

The elderly firefly who has not been acting so elderly as of late scans

Barrage's body and says, "Ah, very good. There does not appear to be too much

serious damage. Most of it is of cosmetic or otherwise non-life threatening

nature. This should be quick then." He takes out a laser cutter and begins

cuttings small holes in Barrage's armor. The holes are just big enough for him

to access and manipulate the damaged parts. Some of damage is repaired with

spare parts with the proper supplies, some of it is repaired through replacing

the damaged part, and the rest is repaired by improvising with various pieces of

scrap. There is no anaesthetic used, and the holes are not fixed once the part

is repaired.

 

Shield Shellfish glances over at Barrage. "Nonthreatening? That's good."

And with that odd comment, she finishes up her work on Crescent Grizzly inasmuch

as she can; giving the unconscious bear a light pat on the shoulder as she tucks

away the soldering pen.

 

Barrage Raptor still loots anxious. Like she wants to get out of here. She has

an unfinished job. Bolero is still out there. She said to kill him. Nobody

listened to her. Now she has to do it herself.

 

Shining Firefly goes off to repair other patients in the room so that everybody

can be stabilized and in a non-life threatening state. Once those supplies get

here, the rest of the repairs can be completed.

 

============================ BB Post in Progress =============================

Group:  Repliforce

Title:  The MedBay

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A text message from Shining Firefly:

        "When the Neo-Arcadian approach was detected, there were suggestions on

where people should go. I mentioned the Medical Center and moved there. Upon

arriving, the intruder was already present and was unloading the contents of an

assualt rifle into equipment, supplies, and some rounds even made it into

patients. With the help of Syphon Wolf, I was able to drive her off from the

MedBay. Shortly after that, Berkana and Gareth arrived. They assisted in the

cleaning up of supplies and collection of items that were still usable. Once

this was completed we quickly checked this list against the previous inventory.

Most of our supplies were destroyed or otherwise unusable, but we calculated

that we had enough to last us until more supplies could be acquired, provided

minimal amounts of repairs were performed. Lists of what we had before, what we

had after the intruder, and what we have now, are included at the end of this

message. I apologize to those who feel like they deserve more repairs at this

moment, but the fact is, that your condition is stable, you will not die, and I

will not use more resources than is necessary because it could result deaths

later on due to lack of proper supplies. Be patient, the supplies are coming.

Until the supplies arrive, I request that all units avoid situations that could

lead to injury because we do not need to be wasteful now."

Shining Firefly

Acting Major of Engineering Corps.

Pre-Sheena List:Everything you could possibly need to fix any problem that could

possibly arise in an army, with lots of extras.

Post-Sheena List:No anaesthetics, a lot less specialized fancy stuff. Enough

replacement vital parts to service a part of the Repliforce.

Post-Battle Repairs List:Two Tooth Picks and a Straw.

End of Transmission.

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