Ozu Saya
Engineering/Ops
[TI19]
Posts: 878 Likes: 29
Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer
Position: CoB/Chief Engineer
Species: Vulcan-Bajoran
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Post by Ozu Saya on May 2, 2020 14:44:53 GMT
[ SCPO Melihn Ryah - Brig - Chief's Office] =/\= Oh, yes, Ryah responded promptly with a small amount of vindictive pleasure in her tone. Mr. Fatax is under arrest and being held in the brig. Dig into anything you need to. I was actually just looking at his holdings myself. He's compounded his problems by resisting arrest and assaulting me while I was taking him into custody.
In fact, let me know if I can do anything else to help you. =/\= Ryah returned to her computer display, scrolling through the Ferengi's various properties, cargoes, employees. It all looked legitimate on the surface, but Ryah was highly doubtful that that was truly the case.
Tag Judith Eastman and Matthew Harmon [Intelligence Offices -> Security Offices - Ensign Hudson]
Hudson nodded and followed the Commander obediently into the Security Offices. The Commander had a point, though Hudson was in a difficult position, he training and indeed the environment working in Intelligence had a very different mindset, making it hard to adapt to the Commanders more...collaborative approach.
Tag: Judith Eastman Ozu Saya [Cmdr. Judith Eastman(-Williams) - Security Offices]Judy tapped her fingers when she remembered something. =A= "Actually, I sent Lieutenant Harmon out a little bit ago to investigate a compromised equipment locker. Could you check up on him? And maybe also send a crew to apprehend our mole, Petty Officer Trelech bim Nonch?" =A= she requested. She then turned to Hudson. "I completely forgot about your boss," she pointed out, though that was understood. "You know, the memory starts to go at this age."=A= "Open a secure channel to commander Eastman-Williams. Commander this is Aune. I have reason to believe that we have a mole within the ranks. I also have reason to believe that a number of uniforms have been confiscated and are now being used clandestinely to help these criminals move about undetected. I have not informed the chief of security. I know I should but I want to bring this up to you as I know you and trust you. I would request that the credentials of all security on board is verified, and we begin sweeps of all personnel wearing uniforms to provide their credentials." =A=
_____________ Tags Isaiah Quinn Rio Sosa Kaya Som Judith Eastman Judy sighed at the call. As if this thing didn't have enough moving parts. =A= "I'm afraid we've already found the mole, and I'll try to implement a solution to the stolen uniforms. You figure out the sensor issue, as quickly as possible, and report back to me once that's done." =A= The gears in the older woman's head began to turn. She didn't want to start sweeps of her security personnel - no, that'd cause witch hunts and give the real perps a head start. That was a bad idea. However, there was something else - every uniform had a commbadge, which all but held the outfit together. No one trusted an officer without a commbadge. And each commbadge was registered to an individual in the database, and re-registered on a regular basis. What's more, commbadges were always tracked by the computer, and all kinds of subsystems. Yes, they could use that. "Ensign Hudson," she addressed the young Intelligence Officer. "We have a number of stolen uniforms, and probably unregistered commbadges, wandering around on the station. Do you have any ideas as to how we could deal with those quickly?"Judy, as an engineer, had her technological solution, but she wanted to see if Hudson would arrive at the same, or different, solution. If she was an all-knowing individual, and all her ideas were the best ones, she wouldn't have needed any crew.
Tag Sven Aune , Matthew Harmon , and Ozu Saya [ SCPO Melihn Ryah - Security Chief's Office --> Deck 29] =/\= Acknowledged, Commander. I'll track him down. =/\= Ryah's eyes narrowed. A mole? How had that gotten by her. That was disconcerting. She'd get a full report later. At least the first officer seemed to have that end of things under control. Computer, locate Lieutenant Matthew Harmon.Matthew Harmon is on Deck 29, Turbolift 2.Destination?Unknown. Turbolift is halted.With a puzzled face but a firm nod, she stood and headed for the nearest turbolift. A few minutes later, Ryah was jogging toward the 'lift stopped on Deck 29, her own having deposited her several corridors away since the halted one was apparently blocking the way. She slowed to a halt when she saw what was going on - Lea lying on the floor of the 'lift, apparently within moments of giving birth; Fells sitting next to her, holding her hand and supporting her, a young man she didn't recognize, battered and bruised, kneeling in front of Lea, ready to catch the baby; and her own quarry, Lt. Harmon, who appeared to be doing his best to keep out of the way. Ah, is everything all right here? Well, that was a stupid question. Do you need medical? Or a transport to medical? I, uh, need to see Lt. Harmon, if possible.
Soft tag Judith Eastman Tag Thea Baker , Fells Halgerdur , Matthew Harmon , and Felicity Ellis
Harmon's call got through to sickbay. There was a brief response of, =/\= We'll get someone to you immediately. Sickbay out. =/\=
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Kaya Som
Engineering/Ops
Site Historian
Yaya! You have survived! That's too bad!
Posts: 804 Likes: 108
Rank: Senior Chief Petty Officer
Position: Chief of Engineering
Species: Trill
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Post by Kaya Som on May 2, 2020 15:27:49 GMT
[NPC - Kova Sh'qaleq [...] Kova had only allowed her mind to wonder for a few seconds before she offered a suggestion. "Perhaps you could figure out the right frequency to activate them remotely," she stated. "Once you've done that, you could just use your tricorder to scan for audible frequencies within the Andorian hearing range. There were likely other decibel ranges that would work, but at least they knew the Andorian one was a confirmed range. [...] A mole? Kaya unconsciously set her jaw to stop spilling confidential info. She'd not ten minutes ago been in the Intel office tracking down a Starfleet officer who'd sabotaged the station security system, but Crewman Som wasn't at liberty to blab about it, not in front of two civilians, least of all. Unexpectedly, Lieutenant Aune offered the Andorian, Kova, a job. "Don't do it," Kaya winked at Kova as she considered Aune's offer to get in bed with Starfleet. "Coffee's terrible." In a few moments, Kaya had her tricorder calibrated to Kova's specifications. She moved around the space as she interpreted the readings, humming a little song as she did. Then she stopped and looked down. "It's in the floor..." Sure enough, right under her feet was a strip of grating that spanned the passageway. It was for running conduit, but with the right tools you could pry it up without a clearance key. She dropped to her knees and pulled it open. Sure enough, there was a small device leeching off a power relay. Kaya looked up at the rest of them with a big grin on her face. "It's not a hot pikash dumpling, that's for sure."
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Judith Eastman
Civilian
Grandma
Posts: 2,593 Likes: 84
Rank: Civilian/other
Position: Civil Servant
Species: Human
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Post by Judith Eastman on May 2, 2020 16:30:45 GMT
[Cmdr. Judith Eastman(-Williams) - Security Offices]Judy tapped her fingers when she remembered something. =A= "Actually, I sent Lieutenant Harmon out a little bit ago to investigate a compromised equipment locker. Could you check up on him? And maybe also send a crew to apprehend our mole, Petty Officer Trelech bim Nonch?" =A= she requested. She then turned to Hudson. "I completely forgot about your boss," she pointed out, though that was understood. "You know, the memory starts to go at this age."Judy sighed at the call. As if this thing didn't have enough moving parts. =A= "I'm afraid we've already found the mole, and I'll try to implement a solution to the stolen uniforms. You figure out the sensor issue, as quickly as possible, and report back to me once that's done." =A= The gears in the older woman's head began to turn. She didn't want to start sweeps of her security personnel - no, that'd cause witch hunts and give the real perps a head start. That was a bad idea. However, there was something else - every uniform had a commbadge, which all but held the outfit together. No one trusted an officer without a commbadge. And each commbadge was registered to an individual in the database, and re-registered on a regular basis. What's more, commbadges were always tracked by the computer, and all kinds of subsystems. Yes, they could use that. "Ensign Hudson," she addressed the young Intelligence Officer. "We have a number of stolen uniforms, and probably unregistered commbadges, wandering around on the station. Do you have any ideas as to how we could deal with those quickly?"Judy, as an engineer, had her technological solution, but she wanted to see if Hudson would arrive at the same, or different, solution. If she was an all-knowing individual, and all her ideas were the best ones, she wouldn't have needed any crew.
Tag Sven Aune , Matthew Harmon , and Ozu Saya [Security Office - Ensign Hudson]
Hudson stood in silence for a moment in deep thought, contemplating possible solutions. She again felt as though she were being tested by some sort of teacher. It felt patronising but at the same time she felt oddly comfortable, like the Commander was attempting to mentor the young Ensign, something she was grateful for now that she had overcome her initial hostility to the Commander's attitude. "Facial recognition? We could match the faces of those in uniform to our service records?" she suggested, unsure of any better way other than manually auditing the uniforms and hunting them down which would be a mammoth task. Facial recognition was an invasion of privacy indeed but in Hudson's mind it was necessary for a more secure, safer society. After all it was Starfleet that had access to it and Starfleet served the people of the Federation and prided itself on its moral integrity. It was hardly the same as when the Romulan's did it against their citizens.
Tag: Judith Eastman Ozu Saya Sven Aune [Cmdr. Judith Eastman(-Williams) - Security Offices]Judy took a moment to think about that. It wasn't exactly what she had in mind, but she supposed using the surveillance footage wasn't a half-bad idea. "Let's give it a try," she replied. "But, before we do, let's get them off the streets."She tapped her own commbadge. =A= "Computer, locate all unregistered commbadges that aren't in Starfleet storage facilities. If they are currently inactivated, activate them. If they are being worn, beam them and the wearers into holding cells. If unworn, beam them to our contraband storage facility and register the locations of origin. Also transmit their location logs of the last week to Ensign Hudson." =A= The computer beeped in acknowledgement. =A= "There were 14 such commbadges, and 3 individuals," =A= it accounted. "Here we go, Ensign. 14 commbadges and at least 11 people to find. You got this," the First Officer said encouragingly. "These dirtbags didn't know what they were getting into."
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Felicity Ellis
Command
Cap'n Mum
[TI11]
Posts: 719 Likes: 59
Rank: Commander
Position: XO
Species: Human
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Post by Felicity Ellis on May 2, 2020 16:57:00 GMT
[turbolift- Fells Halgerdur] It suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks. Lea was giving birth! Now! In the elevator! Weeks too early! Outside of a sickbay with strangers present..but at least on the day of his arrival and almost-arrest! It was hard t wrap his mind around it but he finally did and snapped for air. "Oh my goodness....he's coming now!" As Lea squeezed his hand he moved his body towards the back of the elevator to support her head like a cushion with his knees. "Squeeze as hard as you can. Whatever you need, baby." Adrenalin kicked in hard. Fells was stunned, baffled but also giddy at the same time. On top of that he was endlessly thankful for Kellen's presence. The stare, that the other guy gave him, he didn't care about, right now.
When the young medic asked him for his shirt, he briefly broke the physical connection with his loved one and wound his hand out of her grip. Then he struggled to quickly get out of his sweater. Underneath he was only wearing a t-shirt but that was okay.
Fells handed the thick fabric to Kellen and then took Leas hand again. "You got this, Lea."
He then briefly turned his attention on the other man, who looked a little helpless. "Call sickbay and inform them....please." He had picked up on the hostility in his voice, yet he tried his best to be friendly.
[ Leanna - Turbolift, Deck 29] The expectant mother, was sure that she had heard Harmon answer both Fells and Kellen, but like everything else going on, she seemed to fade it all out, as the pain increased and she kept hold of Fells's hand. Then just like that, it was over once more, giving her that moment of rest, until her body would tell her, to start all over again. In that time, she was able to focus on Kellen, as the medic asked if he could check on her and yes their surroundings wasn't ideal, but even she knew the importance for him to do so. Besides it was little late to be embarrassed as she nodded, her acknowledgement. As he checked her over, Lea was aware of Fells moving to support her more, which she fully appreciated. Then the Betazoid managed a smile as Kellen told her and Harmon, well done and how the baby was ready to meet everyone. She had no problem with that, not that she could stop it and it was Fells's enthusiastic response to the news, that made her look in his direction. His support and encouragement, meant everything as he told her to squeeze as hard as she wanted and to do whatever she needed. " Don't worry, I will" she said, thinking she was rather calm, with that particular response, as Kellen then asked him for his sweater. Although her attention was back onto the medic, when he too became just as encouraging, with his instructions. Happy to hear that everything was looking good and knew what she had to do. " Okay and I'm glad you're here Kellen" she replied, as Fells then resumed holding her hand, after handing the medic, his sweater and told her that she had got this. Now it was time to deliver her son safely, taking a few deep breaths, as Fells spoke to Harmon and let her body, take over once more, signalling to those with her, that this could very well be the final push. Squeezing even harder than before on Fells's hand as nature did what it did best and she pushed. [Turbolift]Fells appeared to be grinding his teeth and appearing civil now. His request made sense, and Harmon again kicked himself in disappointment that he hadn't thought to try comms again now that the lift was working comms might also be again. =/\= Lieutenant Harmon to Sickbay. We have a medical emergency on Deck...at my location, Leanna Mazal is going into labour. =/\=He hadn't realised that he wasn't entirely sure which deck or where they had ended up. Though it had not actually been that long, the turbolift incident felt like it had been hours.
[ SCPO Melihn Ryah - Security Chief's Office --> Deck 29] [...] A few minutes later, Ryah was jogging toward the 'lift stopped on Deck 29, her own having deposited her several corridors away since the halted one was apparently blocking the way. She slowed to a halt when she saw what was going on - Lea lying on the floor of the 'lift, apparently within moments of giving birth; Fells sitting next to her, holding her hand and supporting her, a young man she didn't recognize, battered and bruised, kneeling in front of Lea, ready to catch the baby; and her own quarry, Lt. Harmon, who appeared to be doing his best to keep out of the way. Ah, is everything all right here? Well, that was a stupid question. Do you need medical? Or a transport to medical? I, uh, need to see Lt. Harmon, if possible.
Harmon's call got through to sickbay. There was a brief response of, =/\= We'll get someone to you immediately. Sickbay out. =/\= [Petty Officer Kellen Gates - Turbolift]As Fells removed his sweater, Kellen Gates took off his own jacket. He needed range of movement, but also something to place beneath the woman giving birth in a turbolift. It wasn't exactly a sterile environment, but they'd have to make to with what they had to hand. He winced with sudden, acute pain as he pulled his jacket off, the memory of the earlier assault briefly returning to him. With stiff but determined motions, he laid his clothing out on the floor in front of her. He then took Fells' sweater and folded it in half, before smoothing it out over his thighs. Then he rubbed his hands together and returned his attention to the little miracle before him. He steadfastly ignored all of the chatter, and hoped that Strange Matt would keep any onlookers away as much as possible. The contraction overcame Leanna Mazal, and Kellen thought that this might be it. He placed his hand on her stomach, marveling at the movement he could feel beneath the skin that had protected the child as he'd grown within for so many months. His head was ducked and as Mrs. Puzzles breathed like a trooper, the medic was holding his breath. "Yes, Mrs. Puzzles, yes, keep going, well done!" He kept up the steady stream of encouragement over all the noise, though he was completely locked in on the scene unfolding before him. "Yes! He's crowning! Here's the head! Everything still looks good, parents." He was, of course, speaking to Leanna and Fells, who were very soon about to become parents again. "He has an unobstructed path. Another push please, and that'll be the biggest part of him."Careful hands firmly assisted in the birth of the baby boy. With the next contraction, and another few strong, fierce pushes, the rest of the body would follow the head, and Kellen Gates was ready. It was of great curiosity to the young man as he looked down upon the tiny, red creature with wrinkled skin and fingers. "He is here." The breaths came quick, almost too quick, as he used his lungs for the very first time. And then the sound came: the cry. Gently, Kellen Gates used Fells' sweater to wipe away some of the blood and protective liquid, before wrapping it around the Little Puzzle. He then passed him to his mother, for some precious skin-to-skin contact. "Congratulations."The next step was to get Leanna to Sickbay immediately, but for the moment, Kellen found himself repeating a weird saying that he'd overheard other doctors use after such occasions. "Ten fingers and ten toes."
Tags: Thea Baker (Mrs. Puzzles), Fells Halgerdur . Soft: Matthew Harmon and Ozu Saya (Ryah).
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Post by Fells Halgerdur on May 2, 2020 23:20:05 GMT
[Turbolift-Fells Halgerdur] His head was spinning with the arrival of their son in a turbolift. At least the stranger was calling for help now but Fells knew it wouldn't arrive in time, not with what Kellen was saying....something about crowning, was it? The Iceland could only imagine what that meant but he refrained from trying to see what was going on.
All he could do was try to stay calm, which was damn near impossible now, and hold Leas hand. He didn't really have to hold it because his girl friend had clenched it like a vice. Hadn't she been in so much pain, he might have asked her to stop. Now it, didn't matter. With Lea pushing hard, he could feel himself breaking out in sweat as well.
How much long er would it be? He was getting a little light headed despite his usual demeanor when the medic said that the biggest part of the baby was there.
And then he was there. A tiny little, wrinkly baby that had just been given to the world. A small, very cute cry filled the turbolift.
Fells eyes were fixed on his son with awe. He could simply not believe it. There, in Kellens hands, was his...no...their son and there was also no doubt about him being a boy, not a girl as he greeted the world without any clothes, just like every being.
"Hann er yndislegt..." He muttered until he noticed that he had slipped back into his mother tongue. "He's wonderful, Lea!" Feelings of joy overcame him as he was handed to her. Fells would have liked to hold him, too,but it was her right to be the first one. The two shared a special connection...and the umbilical cord was still connecting them, too. He hugged her tight from behind and kissed her cheek. "Well, done, mama."
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Thea Baker
Command
[TI12]
Posts: 1,448 Likes: 46
Rank: Captain
Position: Commanding Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Thea Baker on May 3, 2020 10:26:54 GMT
[ Leanna - Turbolift, Deck 29] As the contraction and desire to push took hold of her again, everything else apart from her very obvious tight grip on Fells' hand, seemed inconsequential. Fighting the pain, the tiredness as she concentrated on what her body wanted her to do. A moment of becoming aware of another presence and someone else's pain, didn't distract but was felt by the Betazoid, until a hand on her stomach, took her attention and realised, it was the warm comforting hand of Kellen. Understanding what the medic was doing, as he continued his words of encouragement, helping Leanna to maintain her focus. Non verbal responses were given, as her energy was used elsewhere, breathing and resisting the urge to rest. Time became still as she listened to Kellen, knowing his instructions were important, until finally, all of the pain, agony and lack of energy, paled into insignificance as she heard the unmistakable cry of Aven. Relief, happiness and pure joy, took over as she realised that the hard part was now over and that her and Fells' son, had made it into the world. Managing to look down, thanks to the continued support of her Imzadi, taking in every detail, as Kellen cleaned him gently and wrapped him, into his Father's sweater. This is where Lea let go of Fells' hand, adjusting her dress slightly to allow better skin on skin contact. Hearing Fells speak his native tongue and feeling his own elated emotions, the moment that their son was handed to her, made everything worth it. Even more so the second Aven connected with her, smiling as Kellen spoke to them. " Thank you, Kellen for everything and you too Matt" she said softly, as she saw that it was Ryah, who had arrived. A smile was given to acknowledge the security chief, before Lea's attention moved to her Imzadi, as he told her how wonderful Aven was. " He is" she replied, savouring the kisses and hug that she then received from Fells as he told her well done. " Thank you, Imzadi, I love you".Emotions threatened to take over as Lea looked down at the tiny baby, who they had waited for all of this time and even though he was early, he was perfect. " Hello little one, me and Daddy are so happy to finally meet you".
tag Felicity Ellis, Matthew Harmon, Fells Halgerdur, soft tag Ozu Saya
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Judith Eastman
Civilian
Grandma
Posts: 2,593 Likes: 84
Rank: Civilian/other
Position: Civil Servant
Species: Human
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Post by Judith Eastman on May 3, 2020 19:25:40 GMT
OOC: Sven Aune has asked me to post on his behalf, since he'll be unable to post today. |Promenade|While the technological part of the technology was a bit over Rio's head, well, all right, a lot over Rio's head...she just didn't have a knack for numbers, and frankly, they made her head hurt. Still, she understood the Security implications for all the tech breeches as much as Sven did, and wholeheartedly agreed with his recommendations. Then there was the matter of the device that was creating all the trouble with the sensor fields, and Mercer's fidgeting gave her an idea. "Could what you're looking for be portable?" she suggested, "I mean, you said it was small, but...maybe small enough to fit on a person?"That would certainly make it portable, hard to detect, easy to dispose of in a pinch, and useful just about wherever it was needed. Of course, that didn't mean such technology could exist in that small a form, but it would explain why Mercer seemed to nervous. Sven Aune Isaiah Quinn Kaya Som Judith Eastman Kaya scoffed at Mercer. Vek'tema, why were human men so much? Kaya intended to give him none of her time, but appreciated the Andorian rounding on him. Elders bless the Andorians. She pointedly turned her shoulder to square up with the helpful people. "Yea, that'd be my guess, a locally generated disruption," she said, having none of the information. "If the area of affect is narrow, it can't be remote - the grid's not that granular. You can't just disable a small section that way." She took out her technical tricorder and started a sweep to find the area of effect. "Brilliant, it's, like, right there. Hm! Yea, I mean... why just there, but..." The scrubby human was probably the cause. Kaya turned in place having scanning around on a different setting. Not as if she planned to see a little blinking bug glued to the ceiling, but rather any panels or grates where a device could be hidden. "Thing's not going to be much larger than a fist... could be hidden from normal sensors." Sven had to hand it to the Andorian. "A mole? Ya. That makes sense. And heaven knows how many uniforms went missing under Parsnips tenure. Easy to slip in. And you're right. No one would ask questions. Until now."Mercer was eyeing the Trill, and Sven had had enough. He cuffed the man from behind his head. "Enough."Mercer grunted. "I'm not scared of you." he stuttered, "my friends will see to that."Sven rolled his eyes. "Your friends are anything but. You, are disposable trash and you got caught. They won't lift a finger to help you now." he said. "Crewman," he turned to the Trill, "It's of utmost importance that you find that device. Rio, I will need your help. We will need to keep this compartmentalized for now. I will talk to Eastman about changing up patrols to include checking credentials for anyone wearing a uniform."
He should take this to Rayh, but he wasn't too sure if he could trust her completely with a conspiracy. He'd let Judy make that call. "Kova, I know you are not Star-fleet, and something tells me that you were hurt by it. I don't know your history. But I can see talent. I'd like to pay you as a consultant. A civilian operator that would assist with cleaning things up here. I'll also talk to Eastman about this if you so choose."He was making hard choices and was worried that this breech in the chain of command. He didn't like the idea of keeping Rayh out of the initial proceedings. But he needed to talk to one person he could absolutely trust. He stepped aside and clicked his combadge =A= "Open a secure channel to commander Eastman-Williams. Commander this is Aune. I have reason to believe that we have a mole within the ranks. I also have reason to believe that a number of uniforms have been confiscated and are now being used clandestinely to help these criminals move about undetected. I have not informed the chief of security. I know I should but I want to bring this up to you as I know you and trust you. I would request that the credentials of all security on board is verified, and we begin sweeps of all personnel wearing uniforms to provide their credentials." =A=While the technological part of the technology was a bit over Rio's head, well, all right, a lot over Rio's head...she just didn't have a knack for numbers, and frankly, they made her head hurt. Still, she understood the Security implications for all the tech breeches as much as Sven did, and wholeheartedly agreed with his recommendations. Then there was the matter of the device that was creating all the trouble with the sensor fields, and Mercer's fidgeting gave her an idea. "Could what you're looking for be portable?" she suggested, "I mean, you said it was small, but...maybe small enough to fit on a person?"That would certainly make it portable, hard to detect, easy to dispose of in a pinch, and useful just about wherever it was needed. Of course, that didn't mean such technology could exist in that small a form, but it would explain why Mercer seemed to nervous. [NPC - Kova Sh'qaleq - Promenade, Deck 9, Front Ear Station] Finally. Someone that spoke her language. Kova nodded as the Trill crewman gave her report to the security officers. "It also turns out that they have to be physically triggered to be active," Kova told her. She gestured towards Mercer. "He actually activated some sort of trigger on either side of that grate there, which actually houses a drop site." That would certainly make tracking them difficult since she'd only detected it, or heard it rather, once it was active. "I'm sure once you get to study it, you'll figure out a way to track it in its dormant state."Kova had only allowed her mind to wonder for a few seconds before she offered a suggestion. "Perhaps you could figure out the right frequency to activate them remotely," she stated. "Once you've done that, you could just use your tricorder to scan for audible frequencies within the Andorian hearing range. There were likely other decibel ranges that would work, but at least they knew the Andorian one was a confirmed range. She thought briefly about Rio's suggestion that such a device could be portable. "It's possible," she stated. "Though that person would likely only be worried about avoiding sensors in an area. It wouldn't protect them from someone physically seeing them. A true cloaking device requires a great deal of power." It was why most cloaked vessels couldn't operate shields or weapons with the device activated. Kova finally turned back to Sven. She heard him out, as well as his offer. She thought about it, and her mind couldn't help but turn over a variety of conspiracies. Had he not considered the possibility that she was the mastermind behind all of this, and that he was simply inviting her into his circle, granting her access to information that could keep her in power indefinitely. Or perhaps, he was the mastermind, and this was just a test to see if she would divulge everything she knew whether she was involved or not. Or even the Trill, as clever as she was, could be sitting idly by and watching, yet waiting to foil their investigation at any point. And then there was Rio. Oddly enough, Kova felt she could trust Rio. Despite the number of theories racing through her mind, he was right. Starfleet had burned her once before. Perhaps it was adolescent foolishness that had made her want to belong to that group. To where that uniform and badge with pride. Kova exhaled. "A consultant," she repeated. "I may be interested, but not without... conditions."
Tag: Rio Sosa , Kaya Som , Sven Aune [NPC - Kova Sh'qaleq [...] Kova had only allowed her mind to wonder for a few seconds before she offered a suggestion. "Perhaps you could figure out the right frequency to activate them remotely," she stated. "Once you've done that, you could just use your tricorder to scan for audible frequencies within the Andorian hearing range. There were likely other decibel ranges that would work, but at least they knew the Andorian one was a confirmed range. [...] A mole? Kaya unconsciously set her jaw to stop spilling confidential info. She'd not ten minutes ago been in the Intel office tracking down a Starfleet officer who'd sabotaged the station security system, but Crewman Som wasn't at liberty to blab about it, not in front of two civilians, least of all. Unexpectedly, Lieutenant Aune offered the Andorian, Kova, a job. "Don't do it," Kaya winked at Kova as she considered Aune's offer to get in bed with Starfleet. "Coffee's terrible." In a few moments, Kaya had her tricorder calibrated to Kova's specifications. She moved around the space as she interpreted the readings, humming a little song as she did. Then she stopped and looked down. "It's in the floor..." Sure enough, right under her feet was a strip of grating that spanned the passageway. It was for running conduit, but with the right tools you could pry it up without a clearance key. She dropped to her knees and pulled it open. Sure enough, there was a small device leeching off a power relay. Kaya looked up at the rest of them with a big grin on her face. "It's not a hot pikash dumpling, that's for sure." [Lt. Sven "Stryker" Aune - Promenade -> Security Offices]"We can talk about the conditions," Sven told Kova. Of course she had conditions, as did Starfleet. Thankfully, Rio and Kaya found the device at fault, hiding in the floorboards. "Let's get this somewhere we can analyze it, and report to Commander Eastman," Sven ordered. He knew Judy well enough to have an intuition of when she wanted to go through the formal channels, and when she wanted to step things into high gear. =A= "Computer, locate Commander Eastman-Williams," =A= he ordered the computer. =A= "Commander Judith Eastman-Williams is in the security offices," =A= the computer answered. "That's perfect. I'll drop you," he glared at Mercer, "off where you belong, and the rest of you can report to the Commander."Including Kova in "the rest of you" was a calculated gamble, a chance for her to possibly impress upon the First Officer what she already had on Sven, if she so chose. He led the group to a turbolift, which then took them to, =A= "Security offices, Deck S4" =A=.
Tag Rio Sosa, Isaiah Quinn, and Kaya Som
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Rio Sosa
Security & Tactical
[TI14] Socially Distant
Posts: 113 Likes: 3
Rank: Petty Officer 3rd Class
Position: Security
Species: Human
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Post by Rio Sosa on May 4, 2020 2:05:04 GMT
|Promenade -> Security Offices| In the floor...and what good was a lock that didn't need a key? Rio had a feeling that Security and Tech were going to be working overtime for quite a while, getting this station back to rights. And as much as Rio liked to party and have fun, what had been happening on the station before the current administration had arrived was a travesty. But again, not her problem, she was just the grunt that did the sweeping, not the one responsible for hunting out the dirt! "Coffee's not that bad," she muttered with a grin as they headed toward the commander's office. "No secret that we'll need all the help we can get straightening this mess out, though." And who better to do that than those who practiced the craft themselves? Sven AuneKaya SomIsaiah QuinnJudith Eastman
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Isaiah Quinn
Science
[TI36]
Posts: 1,153 Likes: 57
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Chief Science Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Isaiah Quinn on May 4, 2020 6:37:43 GMT
A mole? Kaya unconsciously set her jaw to stop spilling confidential info. She'd not ten minutes ago been in the Intel office tracking down a Starfleet officer who'd sabotaged the station security system, but Crewman Som wasn't at liberty to blab about it, not in front of two civilians, least of all. Unexpectedly, Lieutenant Aune offered the Andorian, Kova, a job. "Don't do it," Kaya winked at Kova as she considered Aune's offer to get in bed with Starfleet. "Coffee's terrible." In a few moments, Kaya had her tricorder calibrated to Kova's specifications. She moved around the space as she interpreted the readings, humming a little song as she did. Then she stopped and looked down. "It's in the floor..." Sure enough, right under her feet was a strip of grating that spanned the passageway. It was for running conduit, but with the right tools you could pry it up without a clearance key. She dropped to her knees and pulled it open. Sure enough, there was a small device leeching off a power relay. Kaya looked up at the rest of them with a big grin on her face. "It's not a hot pikash dumpling, that's for sure." OOC: Sven Aune has asked me to post on his behalf, since he'll be unable to post today. "We can talk about the conditions," Sven told Kova. Of course she had conditions, as did Starfleet. Thankfully, Rio and Kaya found the device at fault, hiding in the floorboards. "Let's get this somewhere we can analyze it, and report to Commander Eastman," Sven ordered. He knew Judy well enough to have an intuition of when she wanted to go through the formal channels, and when she wanted to step things into high gear. =A= "Computer, locate Commander Eastman-Williams," =A= he ordered the computer. =A= "Commander Judith Eastman-Williams is in the security offices," =A= the computer answered. "That's perfect. I'll drop you," he glared at Mercer, "off where you belong, and the rest of you can report to the Commander."Including Kova in "the rest of you" was a calculated gamble, a chance for her to possibly impress upon the First Officer what she already had on Sven, if she so chose. He led the group to a turbolift, which then took them to, =A= "Security offices, Deck S4" =A=. Kaya Som In the floor...and what good was a lock that didn't need a key? Rio had a feeling that Security and Tech were going to be working overtime for quite a while, getting this station back to rights. And as much as Rio liked to party and have fun, what had been happening on the station before the current administration had arrived was a travesty. But again, not her problem, she was just the grunt that did the sweeping, not the one responsible for hunting out the dirt! "Coffee's not that bad," she muttered with a grin as they headed toward the commander's office. "No secret that we'll need all the help we can get straightening this mess out, though." And who better to do that than those who practiced the craft themselves? [NPC - Kova Sh'qaleq - Promenade, Deck 9 => Security Offices, Deck Front Ear Station] Sven seemed open to the conditions, however, Kova was confident that meant he had conditions of his own. More than likely, it pertained to limiting her choice of extracurricular activities. The Andorian took a deep breath and simply nodded. She had yet to agree with anything, but hadn't declined the offer either. At best, it would be wise to find out what they had to offer. It appeared that neither Rio or Kaya were gifted with a commercial mindset. Kaya was the first to suggest that Kova decline the offer, primarily due to coffee. Rio quickly chimed in saying that the coffee wasn't that bad. The Andorian looked between the pair of them. She could only conclude that this is what passed for humor in Starfleet. How she remembered from her own days at the Academy. She swore that she'd never fall victim to it. Still.... "Well then, Kova said flatly, "I suppose it's a good thing that I drink tea." She proceeded to follow the rest of the group as they proceeded to the Security officer, where apparently Commander Eastman was waiting for them. Kova certainly knew whom the woman was. She was the executive officer of Front Ear Station, and was far more organized that Parsnips could have every hoped to be. She had yet to become acquainted with the woman, and with all honesty, she wasn't in a rush. One could argue that it was a disadvantage to be known by members of the Senior staff. Kova would simply have to find a way to make this meeting work to her advantage. As they reached the Commander's location, Kova shrugged at Rio's words. It seemed they essentially needed someone who could interpret a criminal's perspective. Hopefully, that wouldn't be the extent of her usefulness. She waited patiently to see which of the officers would begin their reports. "Energy spikes!" Kova said as the idea randomly popped in her head. "Cloaking technology adapted or not requires large amounts of energy. We could use the station's layout of the EPS relays to identify the locations of those spikes."A program could certainly be written to alert Security any time one of those spikes flared. Kova would likely need a look at that device to see if she could write a program that could activate them. Possibly some sort of amended diagnostic code could speed things along, at least to assist in removing the station's blind spots.
Tag: Kaya Som , Sven Aune , Rio Sosa , Judith Eastman
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Matthew Harmon
Intelligence
[TI42] Frontier's Most Malcontent Malcontent
Posts: 540 Likes: 18
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Intelligence Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Matthew Harmon on May 4, 2020 8:02:04 GMT
[Cmdr. Judith Eastman(-Williams) - Security Offices]Judy tapped her fingers when she remembered something. =A= "Actually, I sent Lieutenant Harmon out a little bit ago to investigate a compromised equipment locker. Could you check up on him? And maybe also send a crew to apprehend our mole, Petty Officer Trelech bim Nonch?" =A= she requested. She then turned to Hudson. "I completely forgot about your boss," she pointed out, though that was understood. "You know, the memory starts to go at this age."Judy sighed at the call. As if this thing didn't have enough moving parts. =A= "I'm afraid we've already found the mole, and I'll try to implement a solution to the stolen uniforms. You figure out the sensor issue, as quickly as possible, and report back to me once that's done." =A= The gears in the older woman's head began to turn. She didn't want to start sweeps of her security personnel - no, that'd cause witch hunts and give the real perps a head start. That was a bad idea. However, there was something else - every uniform had a commbadge, which all but held the outfit together. No one trusted an officer without a commbadge. And each commbadge was registered to an individual in the database, and re-registered on a regular basis. What's more, commbadges were always tracked by the computer, and all kinds of subsystems. Yes, they could use that. "Ensign Hudson," she addressed the young Intelligence Officer. "We have a number of stolen uniforms, and probably unregistered commbadges, wandering around on the station. Do you have any ideas as to how we could deal with those quickly?"Judy, as an engineer, had her technological solution, but she wanted to see if Hudson would arrive at the same, or different, solution. If she was an all-knowing individual, and all her ideas were the best ones, she wouldn't have needed any crew.
Tag Sven Aune , Matthew Harmon , and Ozu Saya [ SCPO Melihn Ryah - Security Chief's Office --> Deck 29] =/\= Acknowledged, Commander. I'll track him down. =/\= Ryah's eyes narrowed. A mole? How had that gotten by her. That was disconcerting. She'd get a full report later. At least the first officer seemed to have that end of things under control. Computer, locate Lieutenant Matthew Harmon.Matthew Harmon is on Deck 29, Turbolift 2.Destination?Unknown. Turbolift is halted.With a puzzled face but a firm nod, she stood and headed for the nearest turbolift. A few minutes later, Ryah was jogging toward the 'lift stopped on Deck 29, her own having deposited her several corridors away since the halted one was apparently blocking the way. She slowed to a halt when she saw what was going on - Lea lying on the floor of the 'lift, apparently within moments of giving birth; Fells sitting next to her, holding her hand and supporting her, a young man she didn't recognize, battered and bruised, kneeling in front of Lea, ready to catch the baby; and her own quarry, Lt. Harmon, who appeared to be doing his best to keep out of the way. Ah, is everything all right here? Well, that was a stupid question. Do you need medical? Or a transport to medical? I, uh, need to see Lt. Harmon, if possible.
Soft tag Judith Eastman Tag Thea Baker , Fells Halgerdur , Matthew Harmon , and Felicity Ellis
Harmon's call got through to sickbay. There was a brief response of, =/\= We'll get someone to you immediately. Sickbay out. =/\= [Turbolift]"I uh...I've called Sickbay, they're on their way," he said as he Ryah arrived on the scene. Was quietly relieved to be called away. Hunting criminals was far easier than helping give birth. "The lift broke down. It only just came back online and...well, you see the situation," he noted once he'd moved to the side with Ryah.
Tag: Ozu Saya
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Matthew Harmon
Intelligence
[TI42] Frontier's Most Malcontent Malcontent
Posts: 540 Likes: 18
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Position: Intelligence Officer
Species: Human
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Post by Matthew Harmon on May 4, 2020 8:10:20 GMT
[Security Office - Ensign Hudson]
Hudson stood in silence for a moment in deep thought, contemplating possible solutions. She again felt as though she were being tested by some sort of teacher. It felt patronising but at the same time she felt oddly comfortable, like the Commander was attempting to mentor the young Ensign, something she was grateful for now that she had overcome her initial hostility to the Commander's attitude. "Facial recognition? We could match the faces of those in uniform to our service records?" she suggested, unsure of any better way other than manually auditing the uniforms and hunting them down which would be a mammoth task. Facial recognition was an invasion of privacy indeed but in Hudson's mind it was necessary for a more secure, safer society. After all it was Starfleet that had access to it and Starfleet served the people of the Federation and prided itself on its moral integrity. It was hardly the same as when the Romulan's did it against their citizens.
Tag: Judith Eastman Ozu Saya Sven Aune [Cmdr. Judith Eastman(-Williams) - Security Offices]Judy took a moment to think about that. It wasn't exactly what she had in mind, but she supposed using the surveillance footage wasn't a half-bad idea. "Let's give it a try," she replied. "But, before we do, let's get them off the streets."She tapped her own commbadge. =A= "Computer, locate all unregistered commbadges that aren't in Starfleet storage facilities. If they are currently inactivated, activate them. If they are being worn, beam them and the wearers into holding cells. If unworn, beam them to our contraband storage facility and register the locations of origin. Also transmit their location logs of the last week to Ensign Hudson." =A= The computer beeped in acknowledgement. =A= "There were 14 such commbadges, and 3 individuals," =A= it accounted. "Here we go, Ensign. 14 commbadges and at least 11 people to find. You got this," the First Officer said encouragingly. "These dirtbags didn't know what they were getting into."
Tag Matthew Harmon [Security Office - Ensign Hudson]"Aye, ma'am," the young ensign said, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety at the prospect of being given a task like that for her to deal with herself. She turned around to go about hunting down the culprites, reaching the door almost before having a thought and turning back to face the Commander. "Should I ask for Security's help? Some more manpower?" she asked quietly, hoping she wouldn't seem weak or incapable. The truth was she was afraid of failing her task, and wanted to show the Commander she had been listening to her lessons.
Tag: Judith Eastman
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Felicity Ellis
Command
Cap'n Mum
[TI11]
Posts: 719 Likes: 59
Rank: Commander
Position: XO
Species: Human
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Post by Felicity Ellis on May 4, 2020 13:53:33 GMT
[Petty Officer Kellen Gates - Turbolift]There would be no waiting for Medical. Now that Mrs. Puzzles' baby had been born, there was no reason to hold off on emergency transport anymore. She needed immediate attention and Kellen Gates did not have the means to give that to her in a turbolift. =/\= "This is Petty Officer 2nd Class Kellen Gates to Primary Sickbay. Requesting immediate emergency transport of myself, Leanna Mazal and infant and Fells..." He paused, not remembering the man's last name. "Her partner." He hoped that would suffice. "Lock on to my signal and transport the four of us in the immediate vicinity." =/\= He looked over at the others outside the turbolift and gave them a little wave goodbye.
Tag: Thea Baker , Fells Halgerdur , Matthew Harmon (soft), Ozu Saya (soft).
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Ozu Saya
Engineering/Ops
[TI19]
Posts: 878 Likes: 29
Rank: Master Chief Petty Officer
Position: CoB/Chief Engineer
Species: Vulcan-Bajoran
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Post by Ozu Saya on May 4, 2020 13:54:09 GMT
[ SCPO Melihn Ryah - Security Chief's Office --> Deck 29] =/\= Acknowledged, Commander. I'll track him down. =/\= Ryah's eyes narrowed. A mole? How had that gotten by her. That was disconcerting. She'd get a full report later. At least the first officer seemed to have that end of things under control. Computer, locate Lieutenant Matthew Harmon.Matthew Harmon is on Deck 29, Turbolift 2.Destination?Unknown. Turbolift is halted.With a puzzled face but a firm nod, she stood and headed for the nearest turbolift. A few minutes later, Ryah was jogging toward the 'lift stopped on Deck 29, her own having deposited her several corridors away since the halted one was apparently blocking the way. She slowed to a halt when she saw what was going on - Lea lying on the floor of the 'lift, apparently within moments of giving birth; Fells sitting next to her, holding her hand and supporting her, a young man she didn't recognize, battered and bruised, kneeling in front of Lea, ready to catch the baby; and her own quarry, Lt. Harmon, who appeared to be doing his best to keep out of the way. Ah, is everything all right here? Well, that was a stupid question. Do you need medical? Or a transport to medical? I, uh, need to see Lt. Harmon, if possible.
Soft tag Judith Eastman Tag Thea Baker , Fells Halgerdur , Matthew Harmon , and Felicity Ellis
Harmon's call got through to sickbay. There was a brief response of, =/\= We'll get someone to you immediately. Sickbay out. =/\= [Turbolift]"I uh...I've called Sickbay, they're on their way," he said as he Ryah arrived on the scene. Was quietly relieved to be called away. Hunting criminals was far easier than helping give birth. "The lift broke down. It only just came back online and...well, you see the situation," he noted once he'd moved to the side with Ryah.
Tag: Ozu Saya[ SCPO Melihn Ryah - Deck 29] Ryah blinked several times as Harmon reported on the recent events. Well, sounds like quite the bit of excitement. But I guess that means you didn't make it to the weapons locker to check it out? We can head that way now, then meet up with Commander Eastman. I've already got one suspect in a cell. Ryah gave a grim grin. Anyway, congratulations to you two! she said just before the family and medic disappeared in a transporter beam.
Tag Matthew HarmonSofties to Thea Baker and Fells Halgerdur
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Post by Fells Halgerdur on May 4, 2020 20:08:15 GMT
[sick bay- Fells] After the whole group had materialized at sickbay it was like a whirlwind went through the place. A lot of medics were taken care of Lea, the baby and Kellen, who was finally able to take care of his own injuries. Fells stood by until Lea was ready. In the meantime a nurse had weighed, checked and cleaned their son and was now handing the baby to Fells, who sat close to his beloved girl friend and got very nervous in a good way when the tiny little human was placed in his arms. He almost didn't dare to breathe when he looked at the perfect miracle. "Aven." He whispered and gently brushed his seemingly huge thumb over the five tiny fingers. He had never seen something this precious. The feeling was overwhelming. Tears started shining in his eyes and he allowed the joy to overwhelm him. "I almost missed this...one day earlier." For a moment nothing else in the world seemed to matter. Everything was perfect for their little family.
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Thea Baker
Command
[TI12]
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Rank: Captain
Position: Commanding Officer
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Post by Thea Baker on May 4, 2020 21:06:04 GMT
[sick bay- Fells] After the whole group had materialized at sickbay it was like a whirlwind went through the place. A lot of medics were taken care of Lea, the baby and Kellen, who was finally able to take care of his own injuries. Fells stood by until Lea was ready. In the meantime a nurse had weighed, checked and cleaned their son and was now handing the baby to Fells, who sat close to his beloved girl friend and got very nervous in a good way when the tiny little human was placed in his arms. He almost didn't dare to breathe when he looked at the perfect miracle. "Aven." He whispered and gently brushed his seemingly huge thumb over the five tiny fingers. He had never seen something this precious. The feeling was overwhelming. Tears started shining in his eyes and he allowed the joy to overwhelm him. "I almost missed this...one day earlier." For a moment nothing else in the world seemed to matter. Everything was perfect for their little family. [ Leanna - Sickbay] The moment that she materialised in Sickbay, with Aven, Fells and Kellen, Lea couldn't fault the care that both her and her son continued to receive. As much as the new Mother didn't want to let Aven go, she knew that she needed to, in order for the medical team to see to her and him, especially when it came to checking him over, cleaning him up and for her to be examined to ensure, nothing remained after his birth. Although having Fells by her side throughout it all was both comforting and reassuring, as she was given a clean bill of health and was able to change into clean clothes. She was still feeling both exhausted and elated, but being clean, definitely helped with that as the time came for Fells to hold his son, something she couldn't wait to witness. Propped up on the bio bed and with Fells sat next to her, the Betazoid could sense how her Imzadi was feeling as Aven was placed in his arms. Yet found herself becoming teary at the sight of him whispering his name and how he gently brushed his thumb over Aven's tiny hand. His joy and tears were so precious and so full of love, that Lea joined in with that, before Fells spoke about how he had almost missed this and she understood what he meant. " The main thing is that you didn't and now we have our son to complete our family" she replied softly as they shared that moment of happiness and contentment with one another.
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