(ooc: My apologies, all. This looks like it is my fault!)
(ooc: np. happens to us all at one time or another.)
On the Back River....
"Lt. Doe, this is Ensign Nguyen. I have been asked to transport all aboard your Runabout to our ship. Lt Ares, our Security Chief, would like us to transport you all to our Brig area, with the prisoner and his lawyer within a cell. Is that all right with you folks?" Time was short, but it was a question that made it clear that K'Tael's team was still in charge of the prisoner.
"Sounds like a wonderful idea to me, Mr Nguyen. Bring us over whenever you are ready," replied K'Tael. He did not feel the need to ask the others since Wilson had already wondered why this had not been done earlier.
Wilson quickly slaved the comm and sensors over to the co-pilot. She then stood
and readied herself for transport. "If you please?" she said to Jorgensen and
his lawyer.
(response)
A few seconds later a familiar hum sounding as those aboard the Runabout
felt the tingle of the transporters kicked in. They reformed aboard the larger
vessel in the brig. Jorgensen and his lawyer were in a cell, where the
shielded door kicked in when transport was complete.
There was a security officer at the main console. "Brig to Bridge. The team from the Back River is aboard, sir."
Wilson glanced around to make sure everyone made it safely.
(ooc: assuming makes an ass of the player)
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