Saffrona formed plan in her head. Odds are against her, five clones with two armed it isn't easy target. Capitan decided to try tweek cheek of nearest clone, to wake her up. If that clone will make some noise, Saffrena will be act like she still uncouncious, to be in better position to strike.
{Hmm, let's try another bit of info, then} Spoiler: Awareness/wisdom 51+10 (tactical specialization) - success As Victoria moved her eyes over the woman, her eyes stopped on her rifle. It took her a moment to realise, but she finally realised where she saw it. It was included in some movies she saw in her academy - the rifle was usually carried by the movie villain's mooks... usually by slavers, because the rifle could alternate fire with stun bolts. She knew that detail, because the rifle was also included in some spicy porn clips... The Nyssan woman frowned. "Why would you want to contact the locals?" She asked, preplexed.
'One of your HUM's cameras just went out, what's going on over there?' Cherenkov asked, 'Are you under attack?'
Victoria made a note of the woman's rifle, but acted as if she had seen nothing unusual. “To learn more about the locals and this world, of course. I mean, they are likely more familiar with it than we are, so it will be faster to just ask them than to scan and explore on our own...” She shrugged. “Unless, of course, they decide we are some sort of monsters and try to kill us. That's why we tried approaching people living in an isolated location... and met you instead.” She explained, waiting to see if the Nyssan woman had more questions.
A barely perceptible frown crossed Zack's lips at his engineer's proposal. The two men had been friends for a long time, and Tungsten was aware of Tyrell's issues with self-control when it came to gambling. In truth if it was any other person who offered such a wager Zack may have actually considered it. But addiction was nothing to flirt with, and the Captain had long since resolved to do what he could to help his friend stay on the wagon. "I don't think so Mr. Biggs." he replied with a slight humor in his voice. "Especially with the person responsible for getting the job done on time. No doubt you could name any duration you wanted and could make sure it was done by then. Best stick with accomplishing the task. Tungsten out." Zack then resolved to leave the task in Tyrell's hands and focused on commanding the ship.
Spoiler: Awareness 95 Despite it being in alien tongue, she observed the clones that captured her, Saffrona realised that they were arguing. Those with weapons seemed to be against those without weapons. Also, it looked as if the ones without weapons stood between Saffroa and the group holding weapons... deliberty. Spoiler: Plan 62 The captain pushed the clone who was laying next to her... with a soft groan, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Wait, what?" There was a pause, and Cherenkov could see Naomi looking around. "No... not to my knowledge. Which camera went down and where?" She asked. The captain could see her taking out a phaser.
The woman nodded, the paused, as if she realised something. "Oh? Federation will be conquering this sector?" She asked curiously.
"Ah, you are no fun, Captain." Tyrell said with a good humour, then broke of the connection. There was a silence on the bridge, then- "Shuttle launched." One of the clones reported.... Then, the bridge became silent, as the clones continued quietly their operations.
Cherenkov looked at the HUM number whose screen had gone black and forwarded that information to Naomi. If there was some display where the out-of-contact clone was, he told her that as well.
N-No! That damned pervert! Violetta grunts in irritation, as she feels a familiar need rising up within her. Trying to breathe in as little as possible, she heads to the door, prying off the cover of the control panel and trying to hotwire it to open.
Saffrona pushed clone again to catch her attention and put finger on mouth to show her to be quiet. She wasn't sure why, but it looks like the rebels on her ship are not completely united, which means if Saffrona wait for good opportuniti, she should be able to get back her weapon. She checked if her mind is finally clear and ready, to not lose focus in coming fight.
Zack nodded and continued watching the monitors, with everything in order after some time he decided that the clones had everything under control. "I'll be in my office, if anything happens notify me immediately." He announced and stepped into his office. Tungsten sat behind his desk and pulled up his monitor, he wanted to read over all mission reports from this part of space and familiarize himself with everything they knew about this region. Limited though it may be.
"Right. On my way." Naomi said as she moved, along a fellow clone to the destination given. "Hey Captain." Now came voice of Akira, who piloted the shuttle and stayed in the hangar. "There are wounded here. Request permission to bring them on board of Mendeleyev, for healing." She asked. And as he looked at the screen, indeed, there were number of ORMO clones, laying wounded on the floor. Some from fires, some from physical damage, some unconscious.
Spoiler: Breath 47 - fail Resistance = 3 Violetta tries to hold her breath, as she moves to the door, but still, she breaths i some gas... Spoiler: Panel 5-10 (drug) - great fail She starts pulling the panel, but pulls it wrong. It's stuck! No it would take her even more time to remove it... What's more she starts her loins heating up, a moisture between her legs...
For a moment, the woman looked as if she wanted to say something more, but then just shook her head. "I guess, that's Federation for you." She said, easily accepting explenation. This was good place, Victoria noticed, to finish this encounter... unless she wished to gain entrance to compound or had more questions.
Saffrona blinked a few times, as her vision cleared. She was still not all there, her head was pounding, but she was recovering. As she lightly kicked the close, the woman's eyes turned to her.
Zack left the bridge, Spoiler: Awareness 42 - fail and arrived at his quarters. As he sat down, next to his terminal, he started checking the reports. There were official federation reports and non-federation reports, he could choose to read.
"N-No, open, you damn thing!" Violetta cries out, her voice morphing into a low, needy moan as she feels herself growing wet. Just give up... A voice in her head sounds, in a lustful haze. He'll forgive you for breaking in here, if you make it up to him... Fighting off her fantasies of what 'making it up to him' might entail, she keeps working at the door, trying to pry the panel off and open the door. If she fails, she ejects a round from her pistol and ignites the powder to set off the fire alarm.
