[240103.26 Crew's Encampment, Ancient ch`Rihan]
Tacrun tr`Hunrok sat at his desk in the back of his tent. Books were piled high on either side of him and the desk. He closed the book he had open, reached his arms toward the ceiling of the tent and stretched. Yawning a bit, he leaned back in his chair... and toppled backwards, letting out a quick yell as a disruptor blast entered through his tent's walls and through the space where his head had just occupied seconds before. Sprinkles, who was still occupied with the pretty pictures of Tacrun's books, hoped back and squeaked in alarm. "What was that??" Picking himself off the ground, Tacrun looked at the scorched entry hole and gulped a bit. He turned to Sprink. "I don't know! Something must be going outside! Let's go check it out." Tacrun picked Sprinkles up, placed him on his shoulder and walked out of his tent cautiously.
At first, it seemed like nothing was out of the ordinary as Tacrun looked around the camp. He glanced toward the direction where the shot had come from, but Tacrun couldn't see anyone around there. He began walking in that direction, hoping to find something to indicate what had just happened. Passing tent after tent, nothing seemed wrong and about to chalk it up to an accidental discharge of someone's weapon, Tacrun literally stumbled across the body of a officer. Swallowing hard, he knelt down next to the body. The poor boy had a bloody hole in shoulder, and he seemed to be alive. Sighing in relief and using what little he knew of first aid, he tried to stop the bleeding by tearing a length of fabric from the boy's clothes and tying it around the wound. he turned to Spinkles, who had hopped down off his shoulder and was looking at the downed Rihannsu.
"Spink, He needs medical attention. Do au know where D'Tarik might be?" Sprinkles hopped up and down nervously. "ie! He was in the med lab, but he could be in his tent." Tacrun stood up, and taped open a line to D'Tarik, but didn't get a response. "fvadt! He must have his comm. off." Tacrun nervously scratched his head. "Sprink, I'm gonna check his tent. Can au please go check Med Lab for me?"
Sprink squeaked an affirmative and began hopping off toward the ship and Tacrun ran back toward the camp to D'Tarik's tent. A few seconds later, Tacrun rushed into D'Tarik's tent. "D'Tarik?! You her..aaaaahh!" He called as he slipped on some liquid on the floor and went sprawling face first onto something soft and fleshy. Shaking his head, he propped himself and looked down at what he fell on, expecting to have to explain himself to D'Tarik. His eyes went wide as he saw tr'Rogel's bloody corpse underneath him. Tacrun quickly jumped to his feet and found himself covered in tr'Rogel's blood.
Gulping hard, he said out loud. "This is not gonna be good.."
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