== /\ USS Chimera /\ ===== Jack was in his office when the shit hit the fan. Instantly the Chimera started to shake violently and he was thrown from his seat onto the floor receiving a rather nasty cut on his forehead. "Damnit!!!" Jack shouted as he clambered to his feet and rushed out into the main offices catching his balance on the door frame as the ship shook violently again due to another strike from the romulan war bird. "What the hells going on?" "The Chimera is engaged with a Romulan War Bird Captain. She decloaked and began firing, as you might have noticed." "Keep your thoughts in check whilst talking to me Lieutenant" Jack barked as he nursed the cut on his forehead. "Alright, everyone to the armoury. Gear up, if worst comes to worse we could have a team of green bloods on our front door, I don't want to be caught without a rifle in my hand." he nodded to everyone in the room. "Lynch & Mondana gather a team each and head out. There's bound to be some poor schmuck trapped under a bulkhead somewhere." he grabbed a tricoder and turned to the two of them. "Take an ODA Med Spec with you, they'll be better suited to operating under duress, don't want some 4th year Starfleet cadet fainting under the pressure." he ordered with a nod as he marched over to the ships schematic on the wall, it had real-time damage reports and updates on the battle. There was a full scan of the Romulan Warbird on the Tactical display. Looking over it he scratches his head slightly. That was Odd, there weren't any markings on the ship...where had he seen that before? His train of thought was interrupted by the voice of Lieutenant Foster. "Bridge to Captain Walsh. Commander Guzman has ordered the evacuation of deck 5 due to failing structural integrity. Please Co-Ordinate your ODA teams to the task. Foster out." Jack turned, he didn't really have much time to waste, that deck could blow out any moment. "Lieutenant McKnight, take a team to deck five and supervise the evac. I want it done double time and for god sakes don't get yourself caught in there if it blows." he moved over to his desk and pulled up the active ODA roster. Where the hell was Williams? "Walsh to Williams! Where the Hell are you!?" Jack said tapping his Comm. Badge. "Deck 6...section 8 heading to you." came his Ops Specs reply. "The bridge has just ordered an evacuation of Deck 5. I am sending McKnight and a team up there to sweep the deck. Go to deck 5 and assist the evacuation and then report back here with the team." Jack went back to his damage reports briefly before a female voice came over the Comm. "Ensign Alshain to Captain Walsh." "Go Ahead Ensign." "Sir, I'm on deck 19, there's a bit of a problem, a small girl has her leg trapped under a bulkhead." Jack sighed slightly. "Kids." he muttered. "On my way Ensign." he said rushing out of the ODA offices with his rifle and an ODA Engineering Kit. Turbolifts were out so he had to take the Jefferies tubes down to deck 19, which was bloody long. But luckily his Marine Background and current job demanded he be at least in good physical condition. As he arrived on deck 19 he saw a lot of damage, blown conduits etc. The place was empty, presumably his teams had already evacuated this deck, why the hell wasn't Alshain out of here? That was the thought that weighed on his mind as he rounded the corner to her position. Looking at the mess in front of him he saw a small blonde girl laying on the floor front down with a piece of bulkhead pinning her down, it had wedged itself the width of the corridor causing her to become trapped. "Captain, Please assist me" she said as she stood, revealing her face. A Romulan. An attractive one, but a romulan none the less. Instinctively he didn't trust her. Granted there was a romulan on his ODA team but she was hand picked. "Right." he said dropping to his knees and opening the kit. He pulled out a blow torch and fired it up. "Keep her talking" He ordered bluntly as he began to cut the metal, which was actually very thick, for obvious reasons. It didn't take very long though and soon enough she was free and in Alshain's arms. "Get her out of here" Jack nodded as he stood, but the ship shook and he stumbled, close he thought...as conduit blew out into his leg, he felt a definite snap as he collapsed to the floor smashing his head into the bulk head he'd just rescued the girl from. Blackness. "Ensign Alshain to Ops, Lieutenant Foster I need you to divert power back to the internal transporters for a moment, Captain Walsh is looks to be badly injured, there's no way I can get him to medical." There was a sigh. "Ok Ensign, I'm beaming him to the cargo bay where Commander Summers is, she can deal with him." Andy replied, and moments later Jacks body dematerialized off Deck 19 === MCaptain Jack Walsh ODA Commander USS Chimera