Episode 105. Blue Tarsi, Green K'hoka, bam-ba-lam

Story

Accompanied by Gornok and T'Met, I run through the deserted corridors of the ship toward the armory. Since a large part of the crew is confined because of the deployed security measures, I do not run into any of my officers who might help me repel the pirates. As we progress, Lingua clears the way by disabling the force fields and retracting the sealed bulkheads blocking our route. The flashing red lights and shrill sirens create an oppressive atmosphere, because every corner becomes a potential ambush.

Gornok approaches the locked container, his massive muscles taut with effort. He grabs the padlock and pulls violently. The metal groans and cracks under the pressure until the latches give way with a sharp snap. He tosses the twisted piece of metal aside and opens the container with disconcerting ease. Inside, high-tech weapons from Schak'Irra are neatly stored.

Leaving the armory, we climb into a maintenance tunnel that takes us directly to deck 5. In the corridor, our little team hurries toward Tarsi's quarters. The closer we get, the louder a pounding noise becomes.

Once we arrive in front of the cabin, the noise is much louder. T'Met rings the door, but Tarsi does not answer. I use my access codes, and when the door slides open, deafening music blasts at full volume.
Ram Jam - Black Betty

Standing in the doorway, Gornok, T'Met, and I are stunned by the scene. Tarsi and K'hoka are standing in the middle of the room, fighting with their bladed weapons. Tarsi with her ushaans, and K'hoka with her mek'leth. I rush to the screen and abruptly cut the music. The Andorian and the Orion woman freeze in their fighting stances and look at us sheepishly.