Saitek had made the suicidal decision to do something, and not bicker over it like his predecessor. In so doing he hoped to save the lives of whomever was inside of the life pod. As his craft closed in on the pod, immediately the life sign alarms began to sound.
"Saitek to Vengeance. If you can copy I am detecting two life form readings inside of the pod."
With static the Vengeance replied. [Saitek your...essage is re..eived.] replied the voice of LCDR Steve Jones.
Jones! He had not been very taken with the junior officer, remembering him from the old days when Jones had been a Science Officer. If he remembered anything it was the mans sloppy use of grammar and even sloppier logic. It was ironic how he had managed to weasel his way into the Number Ones position.
Activating the thrusters Saitek moved closer. The radiation was too great to try and use the transporter. His only other option was to push the pod out of the storm.
No shield, and limited maneuverability Saitek began to push the pod slowly out of the eye.
Captain Nala was unable to see anything except the storm on the main screen. She did however, trust her old mentor.
"Helm keep and eye out for the pod or shuttle. Tac officer prepare to use the tractor beam the moment they get in range." commanded Nala.
The Deltan complied with a nod.
Jones sat at the Captains side in somewhat of a tense mood.
"Don't worry Number One he'll pull them out."
To himself, Jones thought, I hope not.
The storm churned in its radiation swirls, suddenly lashing out at the small shuttle. As it did the shuttle repelled backwards leaving the pod to float once again halfway through the storm.
The explosion caused the crafts power to flux, and also the life support.
Saitek had been jostled about but had been able to hang on.
>HULL COMPROMISED EVACUATE SHUTTLE< the computer's voice commented.
It was clear enough that the end was near.
"Captain Nala we lost the shuttles transponder signal" the Tac officer reported.
"What about the life pod?" Jones pretended to care about.
"I'm detecting the pod, five thousand kilometers inside the storm." the Deltan replied.
"Helm take us closer and ready the tractor beam." Nala ordered.
Moving closer in just a few seconds they were in range and now able to pull the life pod out of the storm. Once they had done this the helmsman moved them to a safe distance out of the storm.
Nala now had to figure a way to save Saitek's hide.
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