It had been four minutes since their warning, and no responses whatsoever had occurred. Trip's palms were sweating viciously, but besides that his outward appearance seemed to all as if he were Vulcan. Patiently waiting with no reservations in his plan, which he of course had, being a Vulcan. But in reality, he was taking shots in the dark here. He half expected the Enterprise to be vaporized any second now, and it didn't help that he was responsible for the 80 plus crewmembers aboard.
Lost deep in thought, he didn't have any warning except the slight dizzying sensation, as he was beamed directly off the Enterprise.
Trip blinked, "what the fuc-". He was surrounded by more of those lizards, he tried to stay relatively calm, taking deep breaths and all that shit. They started to advance closer, he held up his empty hands, hoping to god this fucked up situation would end with minimal damage on his part.
Two of the reptiles grabbed his arms, wrenching them behind his back as he struggled uselessly, shit! shit! SHIT! This wasn't supposed to end like this goddamn it! He flailed around desperately, panic overriding his common sense as they started to beat him down, and he kept writhing in their grip, ignoring the painful blows. He had to get the hell out of here! He had to get the hell out of here!
He saw the alien hypo-spray, approaching towards him as if magically suspended in the air.
His thoughts grew even more incoherent, a primal instinct alerting him to the fact that he was seriously screwed.
He managed to jab one of the lizards in their eye, it fell back slightly. But that was all the time he needed to scramble to his feet, dragging the other Xindi with him. That was before he felt something prick into his neck, and the instantaneous feeling of drowsiness overwhelmed him, as he slipped into unconsciousness…
At almost the exact moment Trip was transported off the Enterprise, another Xindi Reptilian appeared on the viewscreen.
Technically, Lt. Reed was in charge, due to the Captain's absence. However he was currently in the armory, kind of leaving Travis in command, he guessed. Thankfully, he didn't have to respond with any command decisions or whatever, he just needed to comm Reed and tell him to hurry his ass up.
"Your Captain is being held for questioning, any attempts to leave or mount an assault will result in your vessels destruction." The screen went back to its view of space, the Xindi ship remaining in its path.
"Bridge to Lt. Reed, you uh, might want'a get up here Sir"...