voice | a call for help

[psychometry]

[ If he could have posted a video message then he would but, between standing over Bass's unconscious body, the still-drawn lightsaber and the mask he has yet to remove, Quin settles for voice. His tone is terse and grim, punctuated by a slight breathlessness and the familiar bassline hum of an ignited lightsaber in the background. ]

I need the security militia. Corridor one-one-three-eight. [ SHUT UP POP CULTURE NERDS it's a totally normal number. ] Weapons aren't needed...

[ A pause for reflection, then: ]

But a medic is.

[ yet another pause before he gruffly adds: ]

Obi-Wan. You too.

[ OPEN TO ACTION: Quinlan will be found pretty much sitting on top of a very unconscious Bass (also minus one arm). Only one thread for hauling Bass's body away to the brig, please - all other arrivals after that will find Quinlan alone after Bass has been taken away! ]

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audio; locked to quinlan + SEC + MEDICAL

[chromosomes]

On my way. What happened?

as above, but slyly adding obi-wan for reasons

[psychometry]

[ There's a long moment of silence with only the background hum of the lightsaber keeping the audio feed alive. ]

Another passenger attempted to attack me. He needs to be removed.

There's a brig on this ship, right?

sneaky jedi

[chromosomes]

There's a brig. Ward or Resnik has to open it, though.

Is medical for him or you?

audio; PIGGYBACKING onto the same filter

[shoyu]

[ sounding slightly out of breath because he's running there right now. ]

Heading there immediately, sir! Will two people suffice to move them to the brig or are more required?

audio; locked to quinlan + SEC + MEDICAL

[jurisimpudent]

Soysauce will be joining you. You'll report back on what you find?

audio; locked to quinlan + SEC + MEDICAL

[chromosomes]

Like the condiment?

[ Nicknames are weird. ]

Always do.

[audio]

[doc_pompous]

Medical is on the way. Can you describe the situation?

[audio]

[psychometry]

[ oh boy. ]

Humanoid male, currently unconscious. Hasn't eaten for a while. [ He's completely deadpan and without a trace of amusement as he adds ] Hasn't got a right arm, either. [ and before you think of trying: ] You're not going to be able to reattach it.

[doc_pompous]

[Hasn't...eaten...]

Okay, I need you to apply direct pressure to stop the bleeding until I get there.

Are you injured?

audio| med filter

[wolfsmother]

Are you enroute or is someone else headed to the scene?

[doc_pompous]

En route, but if you're available, it sounds like I'm going to need a second pair of hands.

[theredchampion]

[ You'll also have Niall turning up, without actually pinging you to say so, because he is a part of Medical! Obviously he wants to help!

Spoiler: he wants to see what went down here. He will make a cursory attempt to actually help if needed, though. ]

not here;

[puppydogeyes]

[A general SEC ping is sent out, alerting members near to the scene, as well as a ping to WARD + RESNIK requesting that the brig be prepared.]

voice;

[goldshirt]

[he is halfway through cuing up a hack that he's had since he showed up on the Tranquility with Kirk forces himself to stop.

If you have a character flaw, Jim, it is this; you place no value on the word of others.

he backs out of it, closes it down and switches over to voice.]

Quinlan, you alright?

voice;

[psychometry]

I'm good.

[ Physically he is, yes. But Obi-Wan wasn't being called to help Bass, that's for sure. ]

You asked me to let you know if I found something? One of our fellow passengers was desperate enough to want to eat people.

voice;

[goldshirt]

Medical will want to have a look at you anyway. [speaking from experience

BUT WELL that's just dandy; but he has to ask because, well, there are a few races up here that technically "eat people"]

Can you elaborate on that?

[voice, filtered to Quinlan/Obi-Wan/security/medical]

[jurisimpudent]

Once this situation is resolved, sir, will you be able to come in to give a statement?

[voice, filtered to Quinlan/Obi-Wan/security/medical]

[psychometry]

I'll co-operate. [ said with the begrudging tone of one who's still too used to not co-operating. Then, with a degree of quiet surprise: ] You keep records?

[voice, filtered to Quinlan/Obi-Wan/security/medical]

[jurisimpudent]

Of course, sir. Scrupulously.

SEC filter

[redhotsummers]

What the hell happened? And take the damn mask off!

[Good fucking lord, the masks are going to cause all the problems.

Alex is required to go, but other people are going--and he's got a Whiskey to take care of--so unless Quinlan wants him exactly, he's got to sit tight on this.]

SEC filter

[psychometry]

[ don't you take that tone with me young man!! ]

The mask has nothing to do with this.

text;

[leaps]

What happened?

audio; because his hands are too full of lightsaber!!

[psychometry]

An incident. [ Gruff and simple. Enough said. ] Are you with security?

[enforced]

What has happened? I'm on my way, Quinlan.

[ private - audio ]

[psychometry]

Good.

[ with the feed now encrypted against would-be eavesdroppers Quinlan allows himself an audible (if slightly suppressed) exhale of relief from between the teeth of the mask. ]

I was attacked. [ but, more importantly than any of that: ] We need to talk.