*nelen sighs in annoyance* make yourself useful and get him on the bed *alex rolls his eyes and scoops dundee up, placing him over the bed* remind me why i keep your cantankerous hide around? you would be up to your neck in blood and viscera without me *nelen humphs as he gets to work treating dundee's wounds* and spare me…
nelen: of course i did! do you take me for some kind of idiot mammal? alex: doctor... nelen: this injection is strong enough to knock out a viriosaurus - an augment will prove little trouble *he continues, completely ignoring alex's tone*
nelen: just a combination pain-killer, analgesic, muscle relaxant and sedative - my own personal blend; now hop up here before you pass out so i don't have to haul your carcass up *he points to the nearest biobed*
*nelen comes up behind dundee and begins scanning him, shaking his head at the results before grabbing a hypo and jabbing it into dundee's carotid and injecting the contents*
alex: she goes full feral...even though she knows you never go full feral *they enter sickbay* NELEN! get your scaly butt out here! *a reptillian humanoid that looks vaguely dinosaurish steps out of his office* what have you done now? alex: not me, him *he points at dundee* he got shot...several dozen times nelen exil: and…
the ship you fight is the I.R.W. Valdore; that's why it's in the title, not because of the class of ship (yes, she named her scimitar command after her old mogai command)
alex: yes; she's half-trill, but up until very recently didn't have a symbiont...the werefox thing happened to fix a rather forked-up prank - i wonder if that poor werewolf they abducted ever told anyone what happened to him? not that anyone would believe it even if he did, since it was from a medieval-era world
having her do the thalaron pulse is actually WELCOME now, because it results in at least 10 seconds of free fire time during which she CANNOT cloak...unlike when she decloaks without doing it and generally recloaks 2 seconds later
alex: yes, but this has happened before - it generally fades after spending time with someone he implicitly trusts, like his wife, gaia; krystal does the same thing on occasion
alex: well, that takes care of that problem *he grabs the rest of the weapons and foists them off on a passing crewman, telling him to drop them off at the armory before turning back to nick* well, i guess you'll be heading back to gaia now - let her know to keep those shipments coming; she'll know what i mean
*alex pads along the corridors heading for sickbay* you know, something just occurred to me - were you checked out after you got picked up by the ursini?
*alex blinks, staring at the spot where nick used to be* okay then...well, let's get you checked out *he spins around and marches out of the holodeck
(vulcan was never a lush, green planet - orbiting a trinary stellar configuration along with having a thinner atmosphere, which means less radiation deflection, will do that we've seen nuclear weapons going off during their war, and the planet was a desert then too)
alex: well, we better get to sickbay then - you too, mister *he says, suddenly looming up behind nick as he grabs the back of his shirt and starts dragging him out of the holodeck*
*as soon as hitler's head pops like an overripe watermelon, the entire scene fades away to be replaced by the grid of the holodeck, and alex takes a deep breath as he extinguishes both of his lightsabers before putting them back in his trenchcoat* well, that was fun! *he says in a chipper tone, as if they hadn't just been…
*alex backs up to nick as he swings his blades around, catching incoming fire from members of hitler's personal guard trying desperately to protect their fuhrer, one even risking firing a missile near nick that will hopefully not catch the fuhrer in the blast, only to have alex telekinetically divert it back into a group…
*and alex comes leaping in with a quick double slash against hitler's miniguns, disarming him quite literally as the weapons fall to the ground in multiple glowing pieces along with a pair of cauterized hands, the one they were attached to screaming in agony*
*the mech's cockpit pops open and hitler struggles out, wearing an exoskeleton both to support his failing body as well as to allow the use of a pair of smaller miniguns compared to the mech's chainguns, but no less deadly as he opens fire on the approaching duo - and unlike the chainguns, he's actually way more accurate…
*the fuhrer screams in incoherent rage as the shield protecting his mech disintegrates and he begins spraying munitions indiscriminately, doing far more damage to his own men than any of the schweinehunde as alex continues dashing, leaping and almost dancing among the german forces cutting them down without mercy before he…