Softly, the captain ducked through the low archway, and down the fountain-lined path to what had been Indbur's garden.

The captain ducked through the short doorway, pushing the light in before him, his bulk in the door momentarily throwing her into the darkness.

The captain ducked back, sat down and began flipping switches.

The glowing structure began to tremble like a rocket about to take off, and the captain ducked from a flying cable.

The captain ducked back into the bridge, tried the radio, then a backup radio, both of which were disabled.

Immediately the captain ducked, breaking the hold of his captors.

Swiftly the captain ducked down into a crouch and began backing away.

The captain ducked in below the ledge, movements exaggerated to compensate for his clumsy environmental suit.

The captain ducked, feeling the thing graze his shoulder before it smashed into the closed doors of the turbolift.

The captain ducked his head in apology.