TTT - Security Personal - Solaris Security Offices, & Brig

*The medical personnel continue to treat Bubba's injuries, while Ginger's team searches the wrecked train car for other victims. From within the force screen the creature's aggressive behavior seems to have ceased...at least outwardly. Unbeknownst to the others, several thin tendrils have emerged from the underside of the beast, and have been prying at the deck plates below the monster. Feeling better, but still weak, Bubba turns to his rescuers while pulling a small bag from his pocket...*

Hey, you all have been awesome. I'd like to give you all a little something to show my appreciation. Would anyone like a cookie...?

That is a good plan Seth, Ensign Lowel follow Seth's lead when to transport.

We are going to transport you to the sick bay, and Seth is going to check your DNA sequence with what we have on file.

(Tapping his badge)

SickBay, I want room 1 prepared to accept a site to site transport of a dangerous creature and a level 10 containment field ready to enclose it in it upon arrival. As before, contact when ready. Black out!

OOC: I've wanted to say BLACK OUT for so long.

OOC

Don't worry Bubba the medical team will take care of your transparent issue.

Grabs Bubba,

Its lavender.


Security team, scan for Bubba, if you detect him, I want him and that mass transported to a pod outside of the station. NOW.
If you can't detect him, transport that whole mass to a pod outside of the station. NOW.

Lt. Gregory Boma:    EVERYONE, STAND CLEAR! (scans the mass) I believe I am getting 2 life signs Constable. (HE FIRES A SHOT AT ONE OF THE TENDRILS WITH HIS PHASER) (tapping his comm-badge) Docking Bay 001, send a pod 200 meters outside the station, NOW!!!

Ensign Beth Lowell: (pulls Seth out of the way of a tendril and fires on it with her phaser)

Yeoman Kelly Sullivan: (Steps in front of Nigel and aims her phaser at a tendril)

((Lt. Boma gets word that a pod is ready per his orders))

OOC: Yea for the SST! You all deserve extra cookies! By the way...you forgot about Ensign Baxter! Go help that poor man!

*Rising above the frenzy, the shrill whine of phasers being discharged intensifies the horror of the already ghastly spectacle. Several of the tendrils recoil after being struck by the blasts, and fall to the deck. But many of the other segments manage to dodge the fire and latch on to some team members. More fire erupts from the weapons, but the results are not exactly successful. After being hit by the blasts, the tendrils seem stunned for a moment but recover quickly, and continue to advance. A sense of dread blankets the team when more and more of the group are seized by the ominous segments. Soon after being entangled, a few of the crewmen start to black out as the coils squeeze ever tighter around them. But...without warning, the fearsome entities suddenly halt their onslaught. At the same instance, Bubba and the monstrous creature surrounding him fade from view, the teleportation process having been completed. However, just as suddenly, the tendrils resume their attack. Yet...the fury of the attack seems to have weakened...as do the tendrils themselves...*

OOC: I'm assuming the location of the pod is a small distance away, floating separately from the station. If not, let me know and I'll fix it. And Ensign Beth...watch out behind you!


*The sounds of battle and the flash of weapon fire quickly fade as Bubba and the creature are transported onto the security pod. The next sight he sees is the twinkling lights of the station through one of the small portals in their new surroundings, followed by the startling realization he is unable to move. He anxiously tries to make some sense of what is happening...and why.....*

What the...! What the name of my sweet Aunt Petunia is this??! I can't move a muscle! LET ME GO...YOU BIG...YOU BIG...THING!!!

*The creature maintains it's vice-like hold on Bubba, restricting his movements no matter how hard he struggles. But although the monster's grip is relentless, it is has stopped squeezing...at least for now.

Back on board the station, the conflict continues between the security team and the strange segments. The crew maneuver themselves into a strong defensive position, but the freakish tendrils persist in their attack. And even though the strength of the creatures has diminished, their resolve hasn't. Periodically, some of the tendrils divide, creating even more segments. A furious charge sends a hand full of the monsters into the group's line, and before she realizes what is happening, Ensign Lowell is set upon by a small horde...*

OOC: Awesome, SST! Now aren't you glad you helped Ensign Baxter!? Look out Beth, on your right! And Constable Ginger...duck!


*The rapid fire ability of Ensign Baxter's weapon allows the SST to gain the upperhand...at least for now. Focusing on one of the creatures, he manages to drive it to the edge of the platform and over, sending the thing scurrying off into the darkness and back down the tunnel. But the victory is short-lived as another swarm regroups and springs forward. The crewmen struggle to maintain their position, but more of the segments advance. Once again, Ensign Lowel finds herself encircled by the insidious hoard and tries valiantly to keep from being overrun. Constable Ginger, recognizing her predicament, rushes in to help, but fails to notice two of the monsters hurdling toward her from behind...*

(Nigel hits the floor once two of the creatures grab his arm and leg. They begin to drag his struggling body toward the tunnel as if to be trying to take him there with them)



(He desperately tries to grab onto something with his free hand to keep from being drug any further toward the tunnel)

HELP!

OOC:  Hang on, Nigel! And Seth, you just gave me an idea! 

*The chaos continues with flashes of phaser and laser fire reflecting off the walls and ceiling...the cries of the crew increasing as more of the monsters attack. With careful aim, Lt. Boma blasts one of the tendrils away from Ginger, but the other segment manages to make contact, and begins to wrap around the Constable. Near by, Ensign Lowel fights on, utilizing years of training to keep herself from being completely over-run. Her weapon's power cells have almost been depleted, but the ensign fights on to save her teammates and herself. Off to the other side of the conflict, the laser rifle held by Ensign Baxter has almost overheated due to the strain of the rapid-fire option. Without allowing it to cool for a moment, he realizes that it will be useless if not allowed to rest. Laying it aside, he pulls his sidearm and continues the fight.

Near the tube, Seth's actions manage to slow the progress of their captor, but both he and Nigel are unable to escape its grasp, and are drawn closer to the tunnel. In the midst of their struggle, however,  a movement off to the side catches their attention. Scuttling toward them, Seth makes out another tendril bearing down on their position. The space between them rapidly disappears, with only a few meters separating them from this latest menace. But before it can reach them, an ear-splitting shriek suddenly erupts from the monster, and the two look on to find it recoiling in apparent agony. The freakish tendril pulls back, writhing on the deck while continuing to screech in pain. Seth quickly scans the area, searching for some clue that might explain the odd behavior. The immediate surroundings appear empty, devoid of anything that could account for the strange reaction. Nothing can be seen. Nothing at all...with one small exception. Lying a few arm's lengths away, one lone object rests on the cold, metal floor...a  tiny, humble, cookie......*