[240103.29 The edge of the Crew's Encampment....]
As D`Tarik waits for Tacrun to arrive so they could share a drink, he taps a line open to tr`Khaine. "Vyynd...? Are au busy?"
Vyynd's line reads as open, the background static indicates he has it set it to minimal volume, and his voice protrudes the static - barely. "Ie, what have au?"
Whispering now, as he realizes that tr`Khaine is keeping his voice low for a reason, DT taps back, "Oh, sorry for bothering au, Vyynd. I thought au could use a break and would like to join me for a drink. But I'm guessing au are busy. Na-thing I can help with, is there?"
Forgoing the com unit, Vyynd turns his ip up and comes through to D`Tarik's own, more clear and in a more normal volume of voice. "Ie, do na venture any further out of camp...or au may be shot." he warns.
Some clicking is heard through the static, "I've informed the sentries of ninte position, they shall be by routinely...if au notice a wavering in their pattern, inform me. Hann`yyo." there was a slight pause before Vyynd asked, "More?"
"Hann`yyo for the warning, big guy." DT replies to him, nodding to himself, and settles in to wait for Tacrun to arrive.
Whispering insidiously, Vyynd's voice comes back through once more, "Don't nod if na io is around..." then the static fades to nothing. A few moments later, and Tacrun finally finds the Daise`Medical officer, and approaches him.
In the distance, at the hulk of the Morrhae'vnu, an incredibly loud explosion rips up the top, followed by a gout of fire. The fire goes out as quickly as it started, but smoke continues to pour out.
DT and Tacrun watch the spectical a moment, DT's head bobbing up and down several times before he speaks, "Hmm...that's na going to be good, Tacrun...."
"Na..." the historian engineer gulps, "Na it's na..."
"I better go make sure na io is hurt..." DT announces, "Our drink will have to be held off till later!" he finishes, running off to the ship. Tacrun doesn't reply, just runs after him.
Leaping down from his post, sprinting insanely quickly towards the ship, the Daise`Dehno taps the Leih, "Rekkhai...io of ninte-a?"
Rhagarokk taps back, and coughing, replies "Ie, au know me too well..."
Startled by the explosion, Ry comes out of the tent with "What the Areinnye...?" Running towards the ship, he first calls for an emergency team to enter and put out any flames, then taps the Leih, "Rekkhai?! Are au alright?!"
At the same time, DT taps Rhagarokk as well, "Is everything okay, rekkhai? Na-body hurt? Are au okay?!"
And again, the Daise`Dheno's voice comes back, "Report, rekkhai?" Vyynd yanks out his emergency grappling hook, shooting it meters upon meters up to the smoking hole, then launching himself skyward up the cable.
Figuring on stopping the chorus of worried voices, Rhagarokk taps back to all of them at once, "Ie, I'm fine, this is only a class io explosion..."
"What type of class io explosion?" DT asks curiously.
Rylan takes a moment to mumble to himself, "Class io?! Hate to see the next class...." before taping back to the Leih, "Where are au, so DT can check au over, rekkhai?
"I'm in the Oira..." Rhagarokk coughs a bit more then before through the line, "There's na fire, just a lot of smoke...whew!" A few seconds later, and three of the boys appear, DT, Rylan and Tacrun. The Leih stumbles forward towards them, "Whew, that was a doozy, innit?"
Ignoring this, Rylan runs over to the ops station and turns the power up just enough to divert the smoke through the vents. D`Tark waves away all the smoke and takes out a gas mask from one of the numerous pockets of his lab coat and puts it on. Talking with the mask on, something garbled comes out, "HMPH! Oph! Hmmm hum?"
Vyynd climbs into the Oira from the new hole in the ceiling, and as his feet hit the deck he exclaims, "Man, that was fun!" He takes a moment to assess the situation, then informs his officers to continue their routines, and informs them of the Leih's safety as well.
Peering through the slowly dissipating smoke, Rhagarokk spots the engineer, "Ah, Tacrun, good thing au are here....I broke the ceiling. That's going to have to be fixed." tr`Hunrok doesn't reply...only looks up at the ceiling, contemplating the damage done.
Having gotten the vents working, Rylan glances over to the Leih and asks, "So...what caused the explosion, rekkhai?"
"Oh, I was trying to adjust the sensors to locate tr`Sorek..."
Vyynd gawks at the Vaed`Rehai, "how did au do *that* with the sensors?!" he points up, confused, at the new hole in the Oira's ceiling.
Rhagarokk grins, and coughs out a bunch of black smoke, "I'm talented."
"Any luck?" Rylan asks hopefully, "Traces of cloaker emissions, perhaps?" he glances at Vyynd.
But the Leih is sidetracked by D`Tarik's mumbling through his gas mask. "Hmmph! Ohhmpuh....." DT suddenly holds up his finger a moment, then pushes a button on the mask. "Oh, I had the air-valve on this thing closed..."
Looking down at DT, the Leih questions, "What was that?"
"Oh, I put on a gas mask." D`Tarik nods, "I'm always prepared...want io?"
Coughing again, Rhagarokk agrees, "Oh, ie...that would be good..." then stumbles and nearly drops to the ground. Vyynd catches on to the Leih before he could hit the ground, and props Rhagarokk's arm over his shoulder to hold him up.
Tossing his other mask to the Leih, D`Tarik continues, "Don't forget to open the air valve."
Rylan motions towards the door, "Why na take him out of the Oira, Vyynd...give him some air. This will get cleared out soon..." then turns up the juice a little to help clear the smoke a little faster.
Barely catching the gas mask tossed to him, and leaning on Vyynd, the Leih asks casually, "Well.. any luck with au all. Vyynd takes the mask, and holds it to Rhagarokk's face - making sure that the air valves were open first - and helps him out of the ship.
"Sorry, I don't have any more masks...." D`Tarik says by way of apology as he follows them out.
Tacrun stands in the smokey Oira a moment, scratching his head and continuing to stare at the hole in the ceiling.
[Little bit later....]
Stepping out into the fresh air, Rhagarokk moves the mask away from his face, "Whew..."
Ry shrugs, and answers Rhagarokk's earlier question, "I got a book from Tacrun," he motions towards the boy, "About the Giligimaya...but haven't read it yet. Don't know about the killer-tracking thing...." he looks to Vyynd.
"The camp is secure," Vyynd announces, "As secure as a dispersed camp of minimal crew and villagers can get. tr`Sorek headed directly out of camp, dropped his cloaker...then ran through the river. I can't get anything definite, further then that. I diverted the team searching for Aemhig to search for tr`Sorek instead..."
"Au know...." D`Tarik suddenly interjects, "If I had the power, I could probably breed something that was only made to track down the killer. All I need is a sample of his blood for DNA...." he stops a moment, then asks the Leih all excitedly, "Can I do that?"
Rhagarokk turns around, regaining his balance "DT, do au have the materials with which to genetically engineer at the moment? Na, wait, we might need those as medical supplies...."
"I could come up with something I'm sure." D`Tarik explains, "I probably have enough in my jackets..and we have some in medlab..."
"D`Tarik, that can wait a bit." Vyynd interjects, "Now it is best to finish healing the wounded, and gathering the dead..."
Rylan thinks over the issue for a moment, then whispers to the smaller boy, "What about that hair, DT? The damaged io? Can au get anything at all off that...will that work?"
"That might work indeed...." D`Tarik agrees.
Ry nods and winks, "See what au can do with that, then..."
"Au have a hair?" Rhagarokk repeats, trying to recover from massive smoke inhalation, for which the doctor has not offered to treat him yet.
Suddenly realizing this fact, D`Tarik comes back to himself and offers, "Oh, by the way rekkhai... if au come to medlab, I can take care of that for au. I don't have anything on me for smoke inhalation so....to Medlab!!" he points in the direction and takes off that way all excited.
Rhagarokk takes a look at DT, then suddenly asks, "Hey, is Emni around?"
DT stops and turns around again, "She's in my tent...cleaning up the mess the killer left. But she goes on duty soon I believe."
Having his thoughts diverted on other things, Rylan nudges Vyynd, "What say after au let the Doctor tend to his wounded, au and I sit down and talk a bit?" he says with a blank expression, "We have much to discuss, I believe..."
"I'll wait to be treated until then...." Rhagarokk says quick, "Uh, we've got so much to discuss here...ie, that will do nicely."
"Do au na trust me, rekkhai?" D`Tarik says a little wounded, "She doesn't go on duty for another hour...I insist I take care of au now...to medlab!" then adds after a moment, "I promise to only use..."
he sighs, "Conventional medical treatment. Well...as conventional as I have medlab equipped to do..."
"Na, I trust au plenty, DT. It's just...." The Leih looks to the other boys a second then suddenly says, "Rylan, au said we have a lot to discuss, that needs to be discussed RIGHT NOW, right?" he taps his nose.
Rylan gives a small smile to the Leih and says offhand, "Katara could help au, but she's na fully trained as yet, and...." The meaning of Rhagarokk's nose-tapping finally dawns on him, "OH, IE!" he grabs hold of the Leih's arm and starts pulling him away, "Au need to see the um...um....The Plans! Ie! The Plans for the upcoming battle! Very Top Secret and hush hush...." Intent that the Leih can now walk on his own power quite well, Vyynd starts off slowly, calmly, not paying much attention to the area around himself.
"Right!" the Leih agrees, "That needs to be discussed immediately. That cannot wait. Ie..." He says, getting dragged away by Rylan.
"Hey, D`Tarik..." Tacrun pipes in, "Weren't we gonna' do my physical?"
"Oh, fine!" D`Tarik calls after the Leih and RS, "I see how it is! That does it! I need something to get my mind off all this, and na-thing says 'relax' like genetics...Ie!" he grabs the engineer by the arms and basically drags him off to medlab, "Let's go now, Tacrun!"
Once Rhagarokk and Rylan were out of earshot of the Daise Medical man, the Leih says, "Whew, that was close..." and starts coughing again.
Rylan looks back the way they came, "Uh...should we rescue the poor historian, rekkhai?"
Rhagarokk sighs, "Ie, we can't have our chief engineer na having arms anymore...."
Rylan grins, "Ie..." then immediately taps open a line to tr`Hunrok, "TACRUN!!" he shouts, making it sound super-urgent, "We need ninte opinion on the ... um....the..." he looks to the Leih as he tries to remember the conversation from the bar so long ago, "That... doom- weapon- of- mass- destruction thingy!"
Now inside the ship, DT lets go of tr`Hunrok. "Okay, if au have to go too... I have to do something to keep myself busy, or I'm going to go insane." he declares, "Time for me to do some work!" he runs off.
Rhagarokk taps the other officers on the heels of this, "Au both can come...we're just going to the bar."
"The bar?" Rylan repeats. For just a second Ry stands there, his grin getting wider, then quickly heads back towards the ship.
This announcement stops DT in the corridor, and he taps to the Leih and Tacrun only, "Don't let Rylan have any alcoholic drinks. Doctor's orders." then continues to run to medlab.
Tacrun watches DT run off and sighs a bit, then heads to the bar.
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