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Episode 02: Cosmic Imperative / Re: Chapter 1: The (hopefully) Great Romulan Smash and Grab [Day 1 | 1800hrs ]
Last post by P.C. Haring -Strictly speaking, Kestra Pren did not need to be in the cockpit of the Mary Baldwin as it made it’s approach but curiosity won out and as she had not been explicitly asked to leave the bridge, she assumed her presence was, at the very least, tolerated. She found a corner, out of the way and observed the crew as they interacted. Knowing that he would be her fire team partner, she paid particular attention to Lau as she sought to get a sense of the man to whom she would entrust her life and whom entrusted his life to her. She was not disappointed.
His ability to adapt and think on the fly impressed her most and as the Baldwin took damage from the Romulan attack and lost one of her nacelles entirely, he remained unfazed. She could not say for certain if she would have in his position and when he ordered the collision course, her only reaction was to brace for the inevitable impact.
As the damage report came down and it became clear the Mary Baldwin would not exist too much longer, Kestra was grateful that she had packed light and even more so that she had found a spare tactical backpack in the armory when she had gone for her phaser rifle a few hours ago. It took only a few seconds to transfer what few personal affects she had brought with her from the duffel to the pack. The rest of the empty space she gave to extra power cells for her weapons as well as a handful of photon grenades.
She waited for Dominic to finish his work and gearing up before tossing him the rifle she had pulled and readied for him. The Trill fully expected that he would want to give it a once over himself. Any self respecting shooter would. But, she thought the gesture might be appreciated.
“On your six, when you’re ready, Chief.”