max_vale wrote:Initiative Roll: 1d6-2 for DEX:
[1d6-2] = 1-2 = -1 Can we have negative numbers?
Ensign Costello bravely leads the way forward between the lumbering bear-beasts. The four prisoners, without weapons and surrounded by carnivorous beasts of strange design, all huddle together at the middle of the column, content to be led to safety by the armed Star Fleet crew.
Captain Wyse runs up to stay right behind Costello, keeping the party connected. Gareb, now close behind him, begins to stammer an apologetic explanation—
"Sorry, sir… didn't realize… same target…"—but decides to clam up and take his reprimand. He silently watches over the prisoners, who seem fairly relieved that one of the creatures is down.
Costello eyeballs the distance between the approaching creatures, when a sudden memory comes flooding back into the front of his mind, of the academy and his Introduction to Operational Geometry course…
Costello is sitting in the back of the lecture hall making amusing origami shapes out of his notes, while Professor Henry admonishes them about the importance of basic trigonometric theorems. "You operations types think it's all alien damsels and firing from the hip out there," says the crusty old man, "but what happens when you're rescuing a crew from a windswept world, and suddenly you're being chased by two carnivorous ursinoids, from two different directions and moving at different speeds? How would you triangulate the best route for survival?"
The young ensign quickly approximates a calculation in his gut and steers the party a bit to the right. The bear-beasts on the left seem to stay safely at distance, but suddenly a great purple shape looms up in the right side of his vision, a growling roar piercing through the wind—the huge male ursinoid (
#1) was closer than he anticipated!
Dr. Ryerson and
Nadix react with blinding speed, putting a stun beam and a disrupt beam into the bear's side, significantly slowing it down. The science and medical officers are almost certain their combined efforts would stun the bear into submission, but almost miraculously the bear-beast stays up, though it seems reluctant to move closer. Instead, it whips its tail into a frenzy and showers
Costello with needles. One sinks into his shoulder and hisses as the wound smolders with acidic steam.
The ensign drops to the ground, unconscious.
Meanwhile, at the back of the party,
Dale and
Abbot have slowed down to protect the rear of the column. Abbot repeatedly fires into his attacker, wondering why his phaser does not respond—
"Oh yeah," he says, flicking his energy-depleted phaser from dematerialize to disrupt. The device fires, cutting a wound into the unstoppable creature.
Dale aims and burns another hole into the beast, causing it to tumble hard into the ground.

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Action report rolls:
Crew Status:
CAPT Dillon Wyse — CT 11/11, phaser energy 9/9
CDR Gareb Endilev — CT 15/15, phaser energy 6/9
CDR Nadix Ar Eth — CT 12/12, phaser energy 3/9
LCDR Dale Collins — CT 11/11, phaser energy 3/9
LT Dr. Ned Ryerson — CT 12/12, phaser energy 7/9
ENS Lou Abbot — CT 7/15 (-2 DX), phaser energy 1/9
ENS Bud Costello — CT
3/8 (4 from poison, -1 DX,
unconscious), phaser energy 9/9
Current prisoners:
Dr. Leigh Moore — CT 9/9
Dr. James Silliphant — CT 6/10 (-1 DX)
Norman Meston — CT 14/14
Stirling Komack — CT 7/7