[USS Chimera] SD 2409067.3 || Duty Log || MCapt Channer Davis ||

====== Some corridor, VIP Area, SB 234: UNITY=====

Three ODA members were running along the corridor with top speed, chasing their target. Two remaining ODA members followed somewhat slowly – acting like a backup in case unexpected accidents (like a fragmentation grenade) happening. The last ODA member stayed with LT. Mumacik in the VIP quarters questioning the second target.

The Marine Captain sauntered through the corridor, a debating between the holodeck and the gymnasium, but discarded both ideas when he saw a terminal that had the station's schematics.  He personally despised stations and starbases.  Immobile tin cans.  This one looked pretty advanced, from the looks of things.  VIP's loved to be surrounded by reminders of their creature comforts, and this terminal seemed devoted to this cause, rotating and spiraling the schematics, highlighting points of interest.

The COMM specialist was following the target on his tricoder … a small probe of the target's DNA was taken in the VIP quarters for identification and the leading signal was the comm. badge of Marine Captain Channer Davis. According the tricoder, they were almost behind their target now …

Turing around a corner, they've got visual contact.  Davis seemed not be armed, but first impressions were often wrong. ODA weapon specialist kneeled immediately down, aiming at the still unsuspecting man, while the sergeant called: "This is station's security! Do not move!"

Davis placed his hands behind his head, and turned to face the kneeling security officer, his heart beating searing hot blood through his veins, providing him the cool calm to deal with the situation.

"What's this about?"

"You are hereby arrested" announced the Sergeant. He approached the man with a certain level of care, since he was a seasoned marine and knew his danger while arresting an unknown individual.  "Your arrest was ordered by the Chief of Fleet leel security, he will answer all of your questions. Stand down for arrest and none will be hurt…"

Channer looked at the Sergeant. 

"Okay, Gunny.  Okay," he said, and knelt to the ground, and watched as the dutiful Sergeant made his way toward him.  Eh, how about some fun?  Just, zero body count, he reminded himself and waited until the ODA marine was within reach.

The Gunny made the mistake of keeping his weapon drawn to restrain Davis, perhaps due to nerves.  Instead of securing both wrists behind his captive's back, he simply cuffed one arm and reached for the other.  A willing arrestee would have complied, but Channer had no intention of going without a bit of a scuffle.  All truth be told, he needed a fight.

 Using his new leverage on his captor, Channer pulled the ODA marine towards him, snapped the weapon in his right hand away, and stood up rapidly into a headbutt aimed for the Gunny's face.  He had tripped, however, and Channer's attack landed on his chin, causing both of their visions to blur.  Channer relied on instinct to grab and slam his opponent on the ground, reversing the restraint to cuff the Gunny to a handhold in the corridor.

Channer stood up, dizzy, and pulled his combadge from his uniform and tossed it on the unconscious form at his feet, then began to run.  His head was just starting to clear when he rounded a corner, and walked face first into the butt of a phaser rifle.

Everything was dark, and he had no dreams.  Should really get into fights more often.


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M.Capt. Channer Davis
Chief of Security - Pending
USS Chimera
 
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Unidentified ODA Marine
Station Security
NPC by Muma