Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aili McMorran (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim: Biochemistry Lab - Examining the Evidence
Posted by Cadet Matthew Riley (Scientist) in Main Sim: Biochemistry Lab - Examining the Evidence
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Riley, still setting up the chemical analysis of the commander’s glass, glanced at the lieutenant as she approached. He paused as she began speaking, then continued working, slowly, feeling the heat rising to his face.
“Of course, Lieutenant,” he nodded, still looking at the interface before him. Strike one, Riley. “It’s my first …” He paused. “… investigation,” he finished. He managed to hold back the very nervous laugh he felt rising.
“Of course.” A hand was gently rested on Matthew’s shoulder. “I appreciate the suggestion.” McMorran retreated and floated in the centre of the lab, keeping an eye on everything.
He continued plotting the scanner commands, then hit the
Executebutton. He strummed his fingers, staring at the display, watching various spectrograms as they returned, very aware of the lieutenant’s presence beside him.
- Cadet Riley, Science
The contents of the glass itself were relatively uninteresting. Cheap champagne that had gone flat as time and oxygen took their tole.
The DNA on the other hand, well that was something different. The DNA on the commander’s uniform was that of, the commander, but the woman’s uniform had a third set that was identified as one Ensign Alexis Kiriakou, an engineer who specialized in sensor systems.
The CSO’s eyes narrowed as she caught sight of the results of the DNA analysis.
Across the room, the DNA analysis chimed with results, and Riley and T’Mor turned toward the sound, followed by the chemical analysis results chiming from the display in front of him. Matthew turned back toward his station and pulled up the complex report.
OOC: Do try to avoid describing how other folk’s character’s respond to things. :)
(OOC: I figure T’Mor will go get those DNA results.)
“Normal champagne,” he muttered, looking at results for both sets of glasses. “So this wasn’t the vector for the benzodiazepines.” He bit his lower lip, drumming his index fingers on the table. He blinked, remembering how the prints on the glasses appeared to have been planted. Of course there’s no evidence of the drugs here, he inwardly groaned. He double checked the autopsy report for signs of hypospray or even hypodermic injection indicators.
“Lieutenant McMorran,” he asked, still scanning the document, “can we have security locate the source of each of the individuals’s last meals before this occurred?” He thought for a moment. “And record of any use or activation of the replicator in that room.”
- Cadet Riley, Science
Aili broke herself away from her previous focus as Riley spoke. Her gaze centred on him, providing her full attention. “That can be requested. May I ask what you hope that information might reveal?” She was confident in her understanding of the cadet’s reasoning but wanted to hear her officer make the case for his approach nonetheless.
Lt. J.G. Aili McMorran - CSO
T’Mor only half acknowledge the conversation as she read the DNA results, and brought up the file for Ensign Kiriakou.
“Pardon the interruption Lieutenant,” T’Mor spoke up, “The computer has identified another potential suspect: Ensign Alexis Kiriakou, Engineering. Shall I inform security?”
(OOC: May I? Who like to try and make the cross-post just for fun) IC:
She looked up at McMorran, then at Riley. Attempting to ‘read the room’, for lack of a better term, was difficult for her. Her first instinct was to answer on Riley’s behalf, but at the same time she was unsure if it would be appreciated. After all, McMorran might have had a certain reason for asking him specifically. So instead she addressed Riley with a suggestion,
“You may also want to gather a similar record for them as well.”
Cadet T’Mor, Science Department
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