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People were talking about wanting a report on what actually happened, and I can't give any details about what went down in the CES or when it came to actually finding the Admiral because I wasn't there, but as far as taking the bridge back, this is what I've got:

Not long after people were stuck in the CES and the crew members became hostile, John Connor, Robert Capa, Una Persson, Comrade O'Brien and I decided we needed to get into the interior of the ship to try and get to the bridge. Una was teleported to the CES by Flagg after making an attempt to get to the bridge directly. After that failed, the rest of us went into the ship's interior and after a while - we're not sure how long, time distorted itself while we were down there - O'Brien turned around to try a reset of the ship's defenses. Not long after, Connor, Capa and I made it to the bridge, confronted Flagg and held down the fort until the Admiral was located, at which point, we were teleported out, presumably all back to our cabins.

That's really all that happened for us. If anyone has questions, feel free to ask.

[Filtered to John, Capa, and O'Brien]

We can't tell people anything specific about the interior of the ship, and especially the bridge. No layouts, no schematics, no details, nothing. I'm not suggesting we submit to a mind wipe or anything drastic like that to keep the information safe, but I'm trusting you to understand why this is vital to the further safety and security of the Barge. There are too many people on board who would abuse any details we were able to give them, and I don't think any of us want to do the crawl to the bridge again if we can help it.

[Filtered to John and Capa]

And let me know how you're doing.

[Private to Jim]

Thanks for letting me borrow your stuff. Do you want me to come drop it off?

[Private to David]

I understand why you took Flagg's deal, but I'm still disappointed in you. And all I could really think of was that Tim was in trouble, and you were supporting the person who put him there. He's the most important person to me on this ship, I needed to get him out of there, and nothing else mattered.

[He doesn't sound mad. This is more or less his backwards attempt at apologizing for slamming you against a wall and Bat-interrogating you. :V]

[Private to Summer]

Do you want to grab a drink later or something? Now that the world isn't ending, I'd kind of like to get used to doing normal stuff again.

[Private to Una]

We need to talk.

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Do they make those? [Suddenly being fictional in some worlds seems much cooler than it did ten minutes ago. c:]

I have a Kirk one and an Arrowette one, so I hope so.

You have an action figure of yourself.

Tim gave it to me for Christmas.

Of course he did.

Seriously, though, it probably saved our lives.

For a second I thought we were still talking about the action figures. But you're welcome.

You could have told me going to the bridge was going to be stupidly dangerous.

... it wasn't stupidly dangerous when I was up there.

I can drop by and give you the details if you want.

Like I'll turn that down.

I'll be down in a few.

[And he will be outside your door in sweats and a t-shirt with your phaser and the belt for it he borrowed too. There are probably some visible bruises on his arms and a cut on his face, but all the really nasty ones are nice and hideable aka the best kind of injury.]

[You reckless bastard. Jim opened the door for him, and held out his hand for the phaser.]

"You look like you had fun?"

[Dick is just handing it over with a sort of grim smile.]

"Just another day at the office, really." [And he wishes he was kidding a little. :|] "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. Just a little exposure, no big deal."

"Just a little exposure. You'd fit in right at home in Gotham."

"Too bad I fit right in on Enterprise."

"Don't worry, I won't try to poach you, all the good codenames are taken." [He gestured towards the inside of the room.] "So, story?"

[Jim stepped back, so he could enter and went to sit at his desk.] "I'm all ears."

[Dick sat down on the couch, too tired to hide the wince as literally every bruise he'd gotten over the last few days protested the movement, but recovered enough to just launch into the story, sounding a lot less dazed and shell shocked than when he'd told Tim.]

"First, it was just kind of creepy, dark and cramped? But then when we started cutting through to one of the next rooms, we were attacked by crew members, literally just coming out of no where, and there was this monster dog that tried to take a couple chunks out of us. The floor and walls started melting at one point, that's when O'Brien turned around to try the reboot, I had to blow up the next wall so we could actually get through it before we melted... A lot of creepy stuff, more crew members, some other weird things - you know, I'm not even sure how long we were down there? I know it was allegedly three days, but it felt like a week. Or a couple hours. We think it was part of the distortion going on." [Totally casually, because this is nbd. But he's getting a little more serious at the next part, because it had actually fucked him up a little.]

"And then we got to the last room, this phone and answering machine recording tried to get us to turn around. It said we'd failed and everyone was dead, and then it started targeting... It said Tim was dead, Capa's family too, I'm not sure what it said about John's..." [He trailed off for a second before continuing.] "And then a horde of rats attacked us, we found the key to the next room, which was the bridge, the thing looked like a wrecking team had gone through it, and Flagg was there. He tried doing the villain banter thing? John just shot him in the head."

[Which was a totally foreign concept to Dick, as villain banter was standard fare, none of this shoot first ask questions never thing.] "And then he turned into a swarm of bugs, a Terminator arm came out of a computer to grab John, I shot it with the phaser and Flagg left. Then we just tried to stay awake until people found the Admiral."

[Basically they almost died like 80 times, Dick thought Tim was dead, they were all beat to shit, hadn't eaten much or slept and had basically run out of water by the time they were done.]

[... Jim didn't really have much to say in response to that. Because that would be a lot worse than the mild case of exposure that Jim had been through over the weekend. And kind of more draining than a lot of the other crap he'd been through here.]

"See. When I did it, it was a lot more direct and fun. So I'm guessing that was Flagg."

[Jim, the sad thing is, this really was a normal day at the office. Dick's not that messed up at all long term. :|]

"I hope so, I was gonna say, I didn't realize you three had some death wish." [He was quiet for a few seconds.] "It was kind of interesting, though. Capa was saying he'd like to get back up there again to get a look at the computers when they're not falling apart, and I honestly can't say I'd turn down the opportunity. We don't really remember the how of how we got there, though."

[You need a new job.] "That's probably for the best, though."

[Nuh uh.] "Probably. Really, I just hope O'Brien doesn't remember anything potentially useful."

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