((OOC: Seems I forgot to add this area of the ship to the list!))


Lt. Commander Skig notified the members of his away team even as hurried to the Transporter Room.

Although the Klingons were expecting opposition from the 'aliens', Skig was hoping the Mongoose crew would catch them by surprise. He also didn't want to panic the crew of the other ship, so he was only going to take 3 others besides himself, Svensson and Dypec.

He hoped he didn't have to wait too long for them to get here.

Even as he had that thought, Dypec showed up. It made sense that the Vulcan would be the first to arrive. Even if Dypec was an engineer, the Vulcan was still worth 2 or 3 Klingons in a battle... not that any Klingon would ever acknowledge that.

Zaxim was down in the mess hall when his comm buzzed him calling him to report for away team. He had arrived on the Mongoose anxious for duty. Captain Lincoln had helped him get his promotion, and the assignment to the Mongoose. He could not help, but feel a momentary pang of sadness thing of the Captain. He was more than just that. He was a friend, and another father to Zaxim.

Zaxim was in the middle of what he had always dreamed, the Great Adventure, and he was hero just like Jake Cutter was in Tales of the Golden Monkey. Zaxim had a chance to prove himself ready. He always did well in training and competition, but this was the real thing. He wanted to show everyone why Captain Lincoln had him promoted.

With a deep breath Lumper stepped on the transporter. He wondered what this new assignment would bring. Maybe he should have kept his big trap shut.
Lesson for the future, be more concerned with yourself and less with others.

Transporters never cease to fascinate, as used as you were to them. Quasi-instant movement across vast expanses of space was something of a mystical miracle. No wonder certain civilizations looked in awe to the Federation. Technology alone would guarantee that.

He blinked at the welcome party in the Mongoose’s transporter room. They stared rather blankly back.

‘Away party he thought, not welcome party.’

Thank all the Gods, they did not look a happy bunch. At least they did not react in haste.

‘Commander Lumper presenting for duty.’ He tried tentatively. Maybe someone knew he was arriving.

Once the rest of the team arrives and everyone is on the transporter pad, the transporter crewman activates it, and you are beamed over to the alien ship. It's only 'alien' at the moment because the design is unknown and the sensors weren't able to get a clear reading on the species that might aboard it.

Reminder: everyone is in a survival suit, as the other ship may not have any atmosphere. And, you are expecting hostiles in the form of a Klingon boarding party.

((OOC: Next post should be in the Ancestor's Arrival thread.))