= = = = = = Deck eleven, hallway outside crew quarters. = = = = Michael had been a Second Lieutenant for only a few days and already he was in the heat of the action. During one of the Romulan Torpedo attacks one of the shields around Deck eleven fluctuated resulting in a direct hit. Around Michael small electrical fires were erupting from damaged systems, smoke was filling the hallway making it difficult to see that along with all the debris on floor was making it very difficult to navigate around. Finally Michael found the room that he had been sent too, the room of crewman Larsson. Although an attacking force, ODA also has other responsibilities including rescues of trapped personal; this was one of those occasions. The door to the quarter were buckled, they look as if they sustained a large blast next to them forcing them onto one another. Michael tried to push the doors open but they would not move, Michael looked at the doors and cursed to himself, “Bloody Romulans. They are like an uncle that turns up unexpectedly with the kids destroys your plans.” Michael braced himself against the doorway with his legs against one side of the wall and his back against the other. With all his upper and lower body strength combined Michael forced the doors to slowly open. Michael had made enough of a gap that he could squeeze though. When he got into the room Michael saw the crewman lying in the floor with a head injury next to a desk, which has been the assaulter. The room was on fire, the internal seencors were clearly offline, {no wonder they could him beam him out.} Michael picked up the unconscious Crewman and threw him other his should in a ‘fireman’s carry.’ Michael made his back to the door steeping over burning panels that had been shoot out of the wall. Michael kicked the door from an angle to open the gap. After several Kicks the door opened enough for he and his unconscious crewmember to leave the room. Michael sat was relieved that he had been able to get out of the room, but now he had to get to sickbay and quickly. Michael started running down the hall at fall pace, his arm sleeve was smouldering from contact with the flames but he did not notice, the only thing he was thinking about was getting to Deck 5 were Sickbay was collated. As Michael ran down the hallway there was still multiply fires that needed extinguishing, forcing Michael to jump as he ran. = = = = = Minutes later, Deck five, Sickbay = = = = When Michael got to sickbay his face was black from the smoke and his uniform was burnt in places but overall he was in good condition. Crewman Larsson had a concussion and needed treatment for smoke inhalation but compared to some of the people that need treating Larsson was not the first priority. Michael saw a familiar face across the sickbay, Commander Rangi Summers was treating someone. Michael remembered his first night on the ship, the ball. That was the first time he had spoken to the commander, and he had made a complete ass of himself. Michael left quickly after leaving the wounded with a Nurse, his mind switched from the commander to something else, {time to arm up, no telling when we are going to get boarded.} = = = = = End Log = = = = Second Lieutenant Michael McKnight ODA Assistant Commander USS Chimera Starfleet Special Forces SD240502.06 _________________________________________________________________ Express yourself with cool new emoticons http://www.msn.co.uk/specials/myemo