trans_9 | Exploring the Wild Green Yonder

"Okay, kids in the middle. I don't care if you can fight or can shoot lightning out your ears, stay in the center where we can protect you. If there's something the adults can't handle, then feel free to jump in. Noncombatants are with them. Anyone with a weapon, if someone is engaging an enemy in hand to hand, obviously, hold fire, even if you're a crack shot. Safeties of your weapons on until it seems like we might be running into something. For most of us, being able to shoot is only a thumbflick away and I don't want any friendly fire. Be careful not to hit anything that looks like a window, so we're not all tossed into space," Cybil said, standing at the front of the group.

"Andromeda. Cortana. Let us know what you can as we go, and if you think there's something we need to see, let us know to take a look. You're our tourguides."

And the important part.

"If you think you heard or saw something strange, calmly let the rest of the group know, even if you're not sure. We shouldn't be jumping at shadows and we can't panic, but we shouldn't be too relaxed either. We have no idea who or what might be here with us. Be careful. Not careless. Not paranoid."

Her gun was out in her hand, safety was on for now, and it was aimed at the floor.

"Kara, Harper, and Flash, I want you on point with me. Sam, Connor, Murphy, I want you bringing up the rear. The other people with superpowers in the middle, where you can get to the front or back easily if you're needed at either and where you're closest to the kids and the people without guns or powers to protect them."

She would, quite frankly, be amazed if anyone actually listened to her. She was just a cop. But

"Everyone ready? Let's go."

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"Ow!" He rubbed the back of his head. He was pretty much expecting that.

And... well, now that she mentioned it...

He could really latch on like an octopus when he wanted.

Andromeda sighed a very put-upon sigh, but hugged Harper back with one arm, firmly. The hologram was amazingly lifelike in texture, body warmth, and all that, perhaps even more so than the lifelike robotic avatar Harper had made for her back home.

As Cortana smirked at her and was about to say something, Rommie snapped, "Not a word."

"I was just going to say--"

"Not. A. Word."

Her expression softened into something that was almost a pout.

"He's my engineer," she said by way of excuse.

Wednesday lets out a muttering laugh at seeing the hug. "You have a good point, boy," he says to Vincent, looking around a little. "This place would make an extraordinary fortress, if you could find the chokepoints..."

Kate frowned over at Vincent.

"Excuse me? Kill settings? Is that really necessary?"

"In the case of a possible boarding by hostiles, yes," said Andromeda. "Back home, there are species for whom my internal defenses--my ship's internal defenses--were the only thing that prevented my crew from being slaughtered."

And even then, it didn't stop them from being taken.

Infested.

If possible, that hug she was giving Harper tightened just a bit before she let go.

"It is a reasonable assumption to make that we could encounter similar species attacking and boarding this ship. However, as I said, the hallway projectors are not capable of hard-light projections, making it a moot point."

He'd make some crack about being more than enough engineer for both of them, but then Rommie had to go and mention Harper's uninvited guests. "Hey, uh... Andromeda? Speaking of hostiles..."

Oh, how he hated even thinking of the damn worms. "Don't suppose you've got access to the ship's bio-sensors, huh? I might, uh, be expecting still, y'know?"

Her expression went immediately serious.

"You're from earlier in the timeline than me, aren't you. Back when you were still--Stacy!"

Now that there was real concern in her voice, and urgency.

"Is Harper still infested with Magog larvae?"

If so, they were going to the Medlab RIGHT NOW and seeing if Stacy's tech would allow removal.

||A sensor scan is unnecessary. Seamus Harper's medical file indicates that the larvae were removed when he was Chosen. His body is at its maximum capability of health. However, he is severely immunodeficient as compared to the average human male.||

That... okay, he was just going to be uncharacteristically quiet for a while until that sunk in. Figured it'd take him getting kidnapped by a giant fucking alien ship to get rid of the hitchhikers.

Rommie looked immediately calmer.

And relieved.

She'd deny it, certainly, but he was her crew, and more than that--her engineer. He needed her, she needed him.

Even here.

"We should perhaps be moving on."

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