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Lt Jarred Thoran - You must wait 'til the dice read five or eight

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((Security Complex, Deck 11, USS Blackwell))

 
Thoran: Three...two…one
 
::He swung round, charging into the room. Like most of the security complex, the room was filled with a dim blue hue. In the centre of the room was a moderately sized table, surrounded by seven orange coloured chairs, which Jarred knew from experience were not the most comfortable. Entering the room he found Chief Raewa and Crewman Dairro facing off against Crewman Vesen, a male Vulcan, currently positioned next to the window at the opposite end of the briefing room. As they turned to face Jarred, Vesen took the opportunity to flee, vaulted across the table and knocking Jarred out of the way.::
 
Raewa: ::Shouting:: Get after 'im. 'e's not 'imself
 
::Although suffering from a serious case of what the hell, Jarred turned heel and chased after the Vulcan. It was short lived chase, as Raewa dashed passed him, and with all his might launched himself at Vesen, with all the elegance and graze of a hippo, tackling Vesen to the ground.::
 
::Vesen was the stronger and arguably fitter of the two, but Raewa, having been involved in more than a fair share of fights deftly overpowered the Vulcan with a couple of well placed firm fists to the face, knocking him unconscious. Dusting himself off as he rose, he turned to Jarred.::
 
Thoran: ::Agast at what he had just witnessed:: Chief, what is going on? What was all that about?
 
::He could just imagine filling out the report now.::
 
oO I stood by whilst the senior enlisted in security beat the recent transfer into submission. Oo
 
::Dairro tapped him lightly on the shoulder. Jarred half turned, half twisted to her, finding a weak, disarming smile across her face.::
 
Dairro: We’re not quite sure exactly what happened sir. The Chief, Vesen and I were just at our stations when all of a sudden.
 
Raewa: 'e started askin' if we could 'ear a drum beat. So I tell 'im nah, can't 'ear aahhht.
 
Dairro: He seemed to get quite flustered, started talking about snake eyes and a horde of monkeys. 
 
Raewa: Said summit abaht everythin' will revert ter normal once the game is finished.
 
Dairro: All of a sudden he blurted out the name Alan and a lion and rushed into the briefing room.
 
::Jarred was finding it hard to keep up with the rendition of events. Vesen had only recently transferred to security from ops, but had a flawless service record and came highly recommended. Adding to that, he was a Vulcan and they weren’t supposed to feel, were they? And definitely not act like this, something strange was going on.::
 
Thoran: Did he do anything out of character or different before he started to talk about the drums? Neither of you heard anything at all?
 
Raewa: ::Looking across to Dairro:: Nah sir. We were just sat 'ere, busyin' ourselves. Only sound we could 'ear was these consoles buzzin' away.
 
::Rubbing his face, Jarred thought it over. It was definitely going to make for one of his more interesting reports. In the meantime he had to do something about Vesen before he came to and caused himself or others any harm.::
 
Thoran: Thank you both very much. Chief, could you give me a hand taking him to sickbay. Dairro, keep an eye on things here, let me know if anything else like this happens across the ship.
 
::Raewa and Jarred sidled over to were Vesen lay, and very carefully heaved him up, supporting him between them, his head flopping onto his chest. With his feet dragged behind him, the pair slowly half carried, half dragged Vesen out of the complex, along the corridor and to the nearest turbolift. With a swish the doors opened allowing them entry to the turbolift.::
 
Thoran: Sickbay, deck 18.
 
::Jarred eased himself against the wall, his shoulders and arms feeling like fire after carrying Vesen and let out a sigh. The Chief shot him a look. It was the disapproving look most officers got from senior enlisted crew.::
 
Raewa: If I 'adn't of, 'e could 'ave ended up runnin' 'round 'is quarters chasin' lions.
 
((Primary Sickbay, Deck 18, USS Blackwell))
 
::Jarred snorted at the remark. From what he had already been told, he wouldn’t have been too surprised if that had been the next development. Jarred closed his eyes and took a deep breath, before hauling himself back up with Vesen. The doors to the turbolift opened and the pair continued on their march to sick bay. Several crew watched as they stumbled by, Jarred now starting to get out of breath. Reaching sickbay one of the nurses directed them to a bed, which with a one two three the pair were able to heave Vesen onto. A few moments later, the nurse joined them, medical tricorder in hand and started making circles about Vesen’s head with it.::
 
Nurse: What has happened here?
 
Thoran: I’ll leave Chief Raewa here to fill you in. Thank you nurse and ::Turning to Raewa, patting him on the shoulder.:: Thank you for your uh assistance Chief.
 
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Lieutenant Jarred Thoran
Acting Chief of Security
Andaris Task Force, USS Blackwell NCC-58999
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