Andromeda, Captain Dylan Hunt, Trance Gemini, Beka Valentine, Rommie, Rev Bem, Tyr Anasazi and Seamus Harper
S2.E1: The Widening Gyre
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If we do not live another day,
say this over our pyre:
They died like High Guard Lancers
with their faces to the fire.
Regimental Hymn of the
13th Imperial Lancers
CY 4233
Andromeda [OC]: Code Red. Code Red. Code Red. Code Red. Officers down in Command. Code Red.
Beka Valentine: Heard you the first time.
Andromeda: Beka! Dylan. You have to help him.
Beka Valentine: Yeah, Dylan you worry about.
Beka Valentine: Dylan! Dylan, can you here me?
Andromeda: I'm not reading a pulse.
Beka Valentine: No! Come on, Dylan. Wake up. Got him!
Andromeda: Pulse has returned, shallow and erratic.
Beka Valentine: Can we get him to Medical?
Andromeda: Negative. As far as I can tell, there are still Magog on board.
Andromeda: And internal defenses won't be restored for another twenty minutes, seventeen seconds. Switching to damage control. Sealing off Command, continuing to repair hull breaches.
Beka Valentine: Twenty minutes? He hasn't got that long. Trance. Trance!
Andromeda: She has no life signs, Beka.
Beka Valentine: You say that like it matters. Come on, Trance. Up and at them.
Andromeda [OC]: Pulse negative. Respiration negative. Electrical activity negative. Body temperature twenty three degrees Celsius.
Beka Valentine: Trance, I need you. Dylan needs you. Trance? Trance? Trance!
Trance Gemini: Ah! Oh, the tail!
Beka Valentine: Oh, good. You're up.
Trance Gemini: Beka? Beka! Dylan? Dylan?
Andromeda [OC]: Accessing emergency power.
Rommie: Trance? Trance, can you hear me?
Trance Gemini: I can hear you.
Rommie [OC]: The Magog seem to have mostly left the ship. Harper and Tyr were captured. Rev Bem went down to the Worldship to retrieve them.
Trance Gemini: No, he shouldn't have done that.
Rommie: Trance, I need to get to the machine shop. On the way there, I'll try to draw off any Magog still onboard. You need to get Dylan and Beka to Medical.
Trance Gemini: But...
Rommie [OC]: No buts. Just do it. I'll take care of everything else.
Trance Gemini: Okay. Okay, Trance, you can do this. You know you can. There is a perfect possible future where everything will turn out just fine, and the odds of creating that future are only 1,671,000 to 1, more or less.
Rev Bem: Stay back.
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