Outside the Armoury...

[mal_reed]

::everything in a bit of a mess, having co-ordinated an entire defense shipwide, had joined in as well on F-deck... was aware that it wasn't going well, also aware that own team were beginning to drop once the Borg adapted to pistol settings

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[jonathan_archer]

::took a minute or two in Ready Room after talking with Linnis, had to, needs to consider all angles, all options::

::Borg walked all over them fairly well, should be 'thankful' they didn't just destroy everything in their wake, or send enough of their people... their drones... to assimilate the entire ship::

::tried several times to get self to comm Malcolm... ::

...

::immediate threat done, for now, ship in pursuit, he needs to know... or if he knows, Jon needs to know it::

::exits Ready Room, passing through bridge, checking in briefly, no change, will be back::

::in lift, finally hits comm::

Archer to Reed...

...

What's your location?

[mal_reed]

::hears comm, pulls out communicator from arm pocket instead of heading to a station::

F-deck, sir.. near the Armoury...

What about the access tubes?.. Well CHECK damnit!

Sir, I'm not quite ready to give you a full report, yet. I need another 15 minutes at least.

[jonathan_archer]

::dammit, does he know? Can't ask without tipping off, and doesn't want to say over a goddamned line::

The main ship took off, we're in pursuit. I don't need a full report yet I may fill in some blanks. Stay in your location, I'll be there in 30 seconds.

Archer out.

::closes comm, closes eyes, waits for lift to stop::

[mal_reed]

Aye, sir.

::closes comm and puts it back in arm pocket, wincing slightly at the movement:

::turns eyes to shoulder again... mostly just surface damage, will be fine::

::concentrates on the job again...:: No, take him into the Armoury and wait there for medical help..

::feels something... almost like a poking in head::

Not NOW, Charlie, I'm busy..