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Security Office- Getting Down to Business (TAG Cadet Starr)

Posted Jan. 13, 2019, 11:12 a.m. by Lieutenant Nijix Tavim (Chief of Security) (Janice B.)

Posted by Cadet Simon Starr (Security Officer) in Security Office- Getting Down to Business (TAG Cadet Starr)
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Nijix inhaled as she settled back into her chair. A few strands of loose bands fell into her bright blue eyes causing her to close them briefly. She casually pulled them from her sight and curled them behind her ear, absorbing the story being fed to her. So little information, but that wasn’t the cadet’s fault. It was the reason he followed his brother.

She asked a long shot question, “Did he mention what ship he was assigned to before he left?”

It took everything in her not to immediately reach for her PADD and pull up everything she could find over the cadet’s brother.

The story had tugged at her heart, but she drew on Raji’s experience to form an emotional barrier. It didn’t dampen her desire to want to help the Cadet. Some individuals often assumed that a host was no longer an individual. This was completely false. Each host had their own knowledge, experience and flavor to bestow upon the symbiote. She was not, or ever would become, Raji.

-Lt. Nijix Tavium, CoS

Simon thought for a moment, “he did mention it being called the SS Arcadian” he answered the question. “I tried to find records of it, and I’ve looked it up already. The ship was reported missing four and a half years ago,” he said. “At its last known location, the reports say that the location is right in the heart of a stellar nebula, and so further scans proved to be difficult with the interference created by that, and no signs of debris were ever found. Just another dead end on the search. Right now, the trail I’ve followed has gone cold, and I have no idea what happened.”

Though there was a tone of concern in his voice, Starr remained calm throughout giving the information. Though there are a few things that could happen. Simon was always prepared to find out the worst. He had come to expect it, but in his eyes, even answers were a form of closure. “I also looked for records of the crew, but never found a full list. So, even in what I’ve found so far there are some holes, and well… ever since that moment, I stopped looking,” he replied. There was something he wanted to tell his new chief. He hadn’t been so open about this in a long time, and there was one other part to this situation, the one part he had not told anyone. The part that made him believe that Tom was in danger, and maybe not only his brother.

“There is one more issue, and that is that someone doesn’t want me to find him. At least, that’s the impression I got from him. Just before I applied to the academy, someone gave me this. I didn’t recognize them, and they kept their identity hidden, so I don’t know who gave it to me” he added, pulling out a crumpled piece of paper. On it, in now slightly faded letters, reads “Stop your search, or you’ll never find what your looking for.”

“I haven’t seen that person since,” he finished, looking down at the piece of crumpled paper, the last clue he ever received. “The only thing I know is whoever gave it to me, didn’t want to be found, and he went through some great lengths to make sure of it, I mean… who uses paper anymore?” he pondered out loud, folding up the paper and putting it away.

Cadet Simon Starr, Security

Nijix casually typed SS Arcadian, the brother’s name, and the last known location down. She couldn’t help, but empathize with the frustration. There was numerous times when her leads wound up being dead ends. Without another clue, that left places to look from slim to none. As the CoS continued to listen, she made small notes for later.

Upon searching the SS Arcadian, the vessel was a freelance vessel and not tied to any federation operations. A distress call was received four and a half years ago from the vessel that a federation relay detected, however further investigation turned up no new information. The ship is currently listed as Missing and the crew presumed dead.

When he showed the paper message, she almost gestured to see it. She wanted to examine it, but he appeared to have thought a glimpse was enough and returned it. Nijix felt pushing the desire was not wise so she merely let it go.

“Someone that doesn’t want their digital fingerprints traced,” Nijix answered rather bluntly.

There seemed to be pieces here that didn’t settle together well.

“Was your family informed about the ship’s disappearance or did you recently discover this while in the academy?”

She didn’t recall Starr’s story mentioning that the family was contact, but it wouldn’t have been the first time she missed something while on the job. Some times when she reconfirmed facts, they led to inconsistencies and hinted to lies.

-Lt. Nijix Tavium, CoS

“Oh, this was before I joined the academy program,” Simon answered. “My parents were a little apprehensive at first when I told them I would be enrolling, but I assured them that I would keep in contact as much as possible, and have been doing so. In fact, the very reason I joined the Security division was so that I could maybe stop this happening to others, and well, I would not be entirely truthful if I didn’t say that I hope a mission I take on would give me more leads on what happened to my brother. Don’t mistake that as getting my hopes up, but answers are just as much a form of closure than finding him alive at this point.” he added. “Especially with all the missing information that surrounds what happened. After all, my duty is to the Federation first, and I always keep that in the front of my mind when performing my duties,” he added, making it clear that it wasn’t something that would consume him, and distract him from his assignments.

Cadet Simon Starr, Security

“You can never know what situation you might be pulled into or its price. I’ve seen more experienced officers make terrible decisions because of the risk of never finding closure. I hope you will find closure, even if you never find answers,” Nijix stated as she tried to overcome the bitterness she was forced to deliver.

She decided to move on from the depressing topic.

“Moving on, is there any notable skills you feel you excel at? I could read you file, but I find these can be insufficient. They don’t give smaller details but rather wide strokes.”

-Lt. Nijix Tavium, CoS


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