> >     A pair of Klingons came down the hall
> from the bridge to support their
> >leader.  They made the odds more even, three
> on three.  The test of combativ
> >skill lasted some 4 minutes, where all
> concerned were cut up pretty good, but
> >in the end the white hats came out on top. 
> The one Kitanya was engaged with
> >was on the floor dead and bleeding.  The
> others were suffering from serious
> >wounds, and would soon see the truth to the
> stories of an afterlife.  One
> >Klingon was standing, but the other needed
> some medical attention.
> 
>  she said to the injure Klingon, 
> 
>  he proclaimed proudly. 
> 
> Kit shot a sideways glare at him.   she barked
> in
> Klingon.  
> 
> Gothan obeyed, his training telling him she was
> right.  Besides, he wasn't
> out of the fight permanently, just until he
> could get fixed up.  And he'd
> make damn sure that human doctor understood the
> need for haste.  He left
> and Kit gave out orders to put the wounded
> prisoners into a seperate cell
> and called for a medic to attend to them and
> any other wounded. The dead
> one she left lying in the corridor for his
> friends in the cell to look at;
> give them something to think about.
> 
> >    Elsewhere, the fighting raged on.  The
> rest of the fighting for the brig
> >was at a stale mate, but the raiders could not
> hold out for much longer.  The
> >crew of the Hathor along with the SpecOps folk
> were just too much for them. 
> >Too numerousas well.
> >
> >     Engineering was another matter.  The
> raiders had a toe hold in
> >engineering, and was about to play a trump
> card.  They threw in, as far as
> >they could, explosives.  The packages that
> came flying in were the size of
> >nice sized pocket book, but far deadlier.  Two
> came flying in.  One landed
> >behind a console and blew the crap out of it,
> but did little other damage. 
> >The second was far more deadly.  It landed
> near the dilithium crystal
> assembly
> >of the warp reactor.  When it blew it weakened
> the warp core enough to leake
> >coolant, and make a core breach a certanty.
> >
> >  In Auxillery Control, where the Captain had
> just arrived...
> >
> >   "Captain Lasiter, we have a warp core
> breach in progress.  Estimated time
> >to breach, 3 minutes."
> >
> >    Lasiter looked around at his command crew
> stopping at the communications
> >officer.  "Alex, call us a cab, and be quick
> about it."
> >
> >   Then hitting a button on the command
> station, "All hands this is the
> >Captain.  Abandon Ship, this is no drill....."
> Then the alarm that no one
> >liked to hear went off.
> 
> Kit was so furious at these felinids that her
> heart told her to leave these
> blasted prisoners right where they were and let
> the gods sort them out.
> But her head told her that the current brass in
> the fleet would nail her
> for breaking intergalactic treaties regarding
> prisoners.  She hit her com
> badge.  "Captain, is the trrransporterr still
> worrrking?" she yelled above
> the din.  "I don't think you've got enough
> escape pods forrr yourrr crrrew
> and us.  Can we beam to anotherrr ship in the
> convoy?"
> 
    "We still have them, but for how long that is the big question.  The USS
Sprague is preparing to take on passengers."

   
> "We've got to take these prrrisonerrs, Captain,
> if at all possible.  But it's yourrr ship, yourrr call."  She had no
authority on that ship and she wasn't about to tell him how to evacuate his
own ship.
> 

"I was planning on it.  Don't want this hunting trip to go without something
to stuff and mount on my wall.  So, you are going to have to get your people
and your baggage ready, and put the ki-bosch on the fighting down there.  We
can't have the alley cats beam over to the new ride.  If you know what I
mean."

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