Hatfield Shakedown

[Ki'rok 0]

Ki'Rok was headed back to the main bridge...He had led a small team to clear Engineering of any...chicken men. It, like the rest of the vessel, had been cluttered with the remains of the little beasts. To their credit, his team had went above and beyond...perforning in an examplory manner. But, to his chagrin, no one else seemed to be coming to his conclusion about this being a setup..trap..for lack of a better term. True...the evidence was circumstantial...but one would think they would want to act with caution...His emotions had gotten the best of him recently granted..but he was NOT acting irrationally now. Their situation warranted a heightened level of security and alertness. He would have to wait for hard evidence to emerge before pressingthe matter, though.

 

Rok entered the bridge. Most of the cons now were lit and fuctioning...JAX had certainly earned her keep..getting the ship space worthy in no time at all. Rok sat at the aft science station and began running a level one diagnostic of the targeting grid. If he was right..the HATFIELD would see combat sooner than later..and the REPUBLIC would need all the help she could get. While the diagnostic ran in the background...Rok pulled up the schematic of the bristling warship than had attacked both vessels and probably all of the missing ships. He was searching for a weakness..an achilles heel of sorts. The look of concern on the Vulcans face gave the odds of finding one...