WHO: Captain Rrak
WHERE: Galley, PezDispenser...

Captain Rrak looks at his crew assembled before him. 'Why does Rodolfo have a latex glove on his head?', he thinks to himself. 'And what is that funny smell? It's like I'm in a bathroom or something...' He gathers his thoughts before he begins making sure that he gets it all right. This was not going to be easy.

Captain Rrak: "Ok, I know that we've been in some tough situations before, but this may be one of the worst. We're in the holding bay of a Romulon warbird and GREASERS and Feds are attacking it. The problem is that that's actually the least of our worries. Also in the holding bay with us a horde of zombies..."

Captain Rrak pauses to let the seriousness of the situation sink in. He then fills the crew in on the rest - GREASERS, Feds, zombies, virus, Romero, GWG and power cords.

Captain Rrak: "Now, we are going to break up into three teams. Xara will be Team Alpha and remain on board the PezDispenser. She will monitor and coordinate from here."

"Xoltar, Xandor and I are going to be Team Beta. Our job is to connect the power cords to the Romero. I know this is asking a lot, but once we have them hooked up, we're going to need to stay over there. We can't risk those zombies disconnecting the cords once we have them in place."

"Rodolfo and Paddle Bottom, you're Team Gamma. You are the only two on this ship with any experience with a GWG. I hate to send you into this, but you have to get to that GWG and get it operational. Once it's ready to go, you signal us and Xara will get our ship going at full power."

"I've given you all a copy of General Gorak's transmission. If there are any questions or you forget something, you can refer back to that. Ok, teams, that's it for now. You're dismissed. Go find whatever supplies you need and get ready."

With that, Captain Rrak leaves the galley and leaves his crew to contemplate their important tasks.