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     Capt. Sieven Drexler |
<<immediately>> For at least thirty seconds, Sieven Drexler had disappeared into the security room. As he walked back out, he had strapped to him four phasers and various other weapons. He looked very out-of-character for someone so generally subdued. Currently, he looked pissed off. He passed Ironside and his team guarding the port ladderway. "Jeremy, I'm going to deck four." "What?" "You guys," he said, gesturing to the two fire teams on either end of the hallway, "seem to have things secure here." Sieven turned and began opening the turboshaft door, then peered down it. If there had been any objection from Ironside, he did not hear it. He stepped down into the shaft, about a two foot drop into the hollowed out cavity of this section of the shaft which ran horizontally to the main vertical tube. To his approval, there was no stalled turbolift cars to obstruct him. Lieutenant Shar had followed him into the shaft and shut the door behind them. Drexler turned to him and nodded, then turned his attention to the main port shaft. There was a turbolift car stalled just above him, held in place by twisted struts, condemned to the destruction of the bridge. Below, it was extremely dark to tell for sure. All he heard was the hum of power systems in the walls. It was a simple shaft, unlike those on Coronado. There was only room for one car to travel at once up and down the main vertical tube. Cars that arrived on-deck would move out of this tube to deposit their arrivals. Meanwhile, another car was free to use the vertical tube. In an old design like this, there were probably only two cars in each closed system (port and starboard.) Generally, during specific emergency situations, the turbolift cars sometimes retreated to the extreme locations to make emergency transit through the turboshafts possible. In this case, the cars seemed to have been powered off mid-transit. Luckily, one of the cars was stuck above him on deck one. Shining a torch he claimed from the armory, he spied that the other car was protruding about a third of the way into the vertical shaft at the deck 3 level. "Barely enough room to slip by it," Drexler thought. "We need to move quickly," he whispered to the Andorian, who understood and nodded back to him. Drexler stepped down carefully onto the protruding turbolift car. He longed for the Quiet Suit he occasionally used in Coronado missions. The car creaked ever so slightly under the weight of the two men, but nothing readily audible to anyone who may be listening. The hum of the nearby reactors was much louder than the most casual of noises the two officers could make on their descent. Sieven came to the edge and peered down the darkness, listening. Nothing. Nothing audible, anyway. Sieven, his eyes adjusting to the low light, could just make out the ledge to the horizontal deck four branch of the TL shaft. It was a good three and a half meters down. To his left, there was an embedded ladder into the shaft's wall, protruding just enough to get a foothold and grip. With a breath to rally his courage, he drew one of the phasers and climbed onto the ladder. "Make it quick," a strange voice echoed in his head. He hoped it was Dosim's, because now was a bad time to be hearing strange voices. He descended very slowly at first, trying to peer around the turbolift car. If he'd been wearing his Starfleet standard boots, he may have created a clamor. He stealthily came down far enough to see the door to deck five. It had been partially opened enough for someone to slip through. Beyond the threshold, he noted the movement of shadows. After a flash of resolution, Sieven slipped the next two meters as quickly and as quietly as he could, then swung over and jumped the last meter onto the deck four "landing." He rolled to the side and pointed his weapon at the deck five door, silently wishing a Klingon would hear them. Almost startlingly, Shar was behind him by only a second. He didn't know Andorians moved that quickly and made a mental note to commend him later on. Behind him, Shar opened the deck four door into the hallway outside of sickbay (the door directly to sickbay was currently suspended over the deck five opening without a doormat or stoop.) Shar clicked his tongue to communicate he had opened the door, and Drexler saw a figure move by the opening in the door. They slipped through the deck four opening and then closed the door behind them as quietly as possible, and then sealed it. Sieven tapped his commbadge. "Lora Kor, from Drexler." He waited for acknowledgement and then continued. "We're on Deck 4, Port. Don't shoot us. We're coming around to your position. And it looks as though the Klingons are getting ready to breach from Deck 5 via the turboshafts." He called around the corner to let anyone armed know they were coming around. He nodded as one of the armed crewmen nodded to him. "I believe the turboshafts will be the point of contention and control in the upcoming battle." With that, the two men were securely on deck four. BTC |