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The Reason behind the madness (side-sim) (Tag Ensign Ranlei)

Posted Aug. 9, 2019, 5:52 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Simon Starr (Chief Security Officer) (Ben Simons)

Posted by Ensign Ranlei (Engineering Officer) in The Reason behind the madness (side-sim) (Tag Ensign Ranlei)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Simon Starr (Chief Security Officer) in The Reason behind the madness (side-sim) (Tag Ensign Ranlei)
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Ranlei sighed, “I’ll have that sear sir if it’s still available.” She said “I was at the base on a two day holdover. So I offered to help the engineers with non priority jobs. The kind of things that personel report but the staff can’t get to so you get a lot of when will you fix me sonic shower the harmonics are giving me a headache type of thing. So last day of the holdover the chief and a couple of off shift guys take me for a drink as a thank you. Chief Anderson. Technician Sparks, and Reactor specialist Nunzio Di Angelo.
We have round and Kartok son of Druza joins us. He builds housing for the civilians. Couple of rounds later Kartok starts reciting poetry to me. And I hear a angry voice turn and. Next I know I’m in a eva suit sir.”, and she stopped talking and hid her face in her hands, “I’ve been so wrapped up trying to figure out what happened and sort out my feelings and fears. I thought I was being enslaved. You know what happens to Orion women slaves? Hòw can I pass a psych eval when I still feel broken?”, and she wiped her eyes took a deep breath and looked up again. “I need to call the base make sure the guys are ok.”, and she would sit quietly after that staring at the wall still not having looked directly at Lt. Starr.

Ensign Ranlei. Engineer.

Simon listened to Ranlei’s words and made a few notes, writing down the various names that she mentioned. “It’s not easy and I’ll see if I can get an update for you on the base - which starbase were you posted at?” he asked the first question to try and make Ranlei feel a bit more comfortable, and if he could get an update on those she called a friend while she was there, that would be even better.

“Also, you mentioned an angry voice, was it a voice you recognised?” he asked calmly, returning to trying to find out what he could about the incident and how he ended up being told they had a prisoner transfer, that was one of their own officers.

Lieutenant (J.G) Simon Starr, CoS

Ranlei finally looked at Lt. Starr. “I wasn’t assigned to the base. I was waiting on the Ardent Angel a runabout to Ferry me to this ship. I like my job. So I helped out at the base. If I don’t keep busy and try to relax men come out of the woodwork. Sometimes, usually the attention is nice. Sometimes not so much. Men tend to expect to much to fast. Price of being born green. Everyone has opinions formed before they even meet me.”, it sounded like a old complaint and well rehersed. “As for the voice. I can’t say. Didn’t recognise it. Nor did what was yelled register. I heard a yell. Flash of green. Thats all. I remember the poetry Kartok was spouting better. But it was embarrassing erotica I won’t repeat. Maybe a bit flattering but he was again assuming to much because of my species.”, she said. “I think I bounced a shotglass off his head just before the yell actually. Kartok’s head that is.”, and she moved a loose strand of hair from her face then started to twirl and untwirl it with a finger.

Ensign Ranlei. Engineer.

Simon continued to jot down important parts of the engineer’s story. He didn’t have much to go on. A possible lead, but at least there were some persons of interest. “You got very lucky, Ensign, that you ended up where you were meant to be,” Simon commented, thinking about everything that led to this situation. “We will definitely want to make sure this doesn’t happen again. Is this your first official posting then, Ensign?” he asked curiously, trying to ensure he covered all possible leads. The way Simon was asking questions, there was a certain hint of concern for the Ensign and the predicament she found herself in. He had a few theories, but he needed something more concrete than his gut to prove it. He was hoping this was just a case of mistaken identity, and that officers within starfleet were not involved. One of his current theories was someone assuming because Ranlei was an orian woman, she was part of the syndicate. Simon knew a syndicate member when he saw one, and Ranlei just didn’t seem the type to be involved in that sort of circle. The other was it was the syndicate that tried to take Ranlei back to Orian to face their lack-luster criminal system.

Simon had reviewed the syndicate as a possible reason Tom had gone missing, performing research at the Academy into what Starfleet know about them, and their culture. “As to what you asked me, their usually treated worse than second class citizens, expected to stand up for themselves when everyone, including your own people are against you. At least, that’s what I’ve read the Syndicate are like. Pirates and mauraurders, but I am also aware that not every orion is a willing member of that group. For example, your a Starfleet officer. I only want to ensure that if anyone is still after you, you know that it’s our job in Security to ensure you are safe from outside threats while aboard the ship. So, the more information we have, the better we can prepare,” he said. Speaking about the Syndicate obviously brought up a sore spot for Simon as he clenched his fist speaking about them, his voice remaining a cold calm as he did so. He obviously wasn’t the biggest fan of their work.

Lieutenant (J.G) Simon Starr, CoS

Ranlei listened to what the Lt. said, she had meant it as a rhetorical question when she’d asked if he knew what happened to Orion slave girls. “I have never met anyone from my species. I know what people think of them. I have read up on them. There isn’t a lot of concrete data. Only anecdotes, complaints and acusations and a tendency to self destruct rather than be captured. I do know that records of dealings with my species go back a long way. Thousands of years before the Federation. But it’s all the same. Conjecture guesses and accusations. I have no desire to know them better. My birth parents left me and fled a smuggling charge. Didn’t use real names or a actual ship registration. So while I’m green. I still grew up human. Even if no foster parent kept me longer than it took to find a replacement. You know I have a record. At some point your going to look at my history so not going to hide what I was assumed to be. But ever felon is innocent if you ask them. So you’ll have to form your own opinion. Sir.” She said
“My last assignmient was to post graduate studies. Starfeet Intelligence thought because of my species I could be a asset to them. It took a while to convince them I wasn’t about to be that type of person. So I spent a year with them learning how to circumvent every security system known to the Federation. The binders might not of held me if I had not also been in a eva suit. Sorry sir I’m your worst nightmare.” She said with a touch of wry amusement.

Ensign Ranlei. Engineer.

Simon chuckled slightly at the comment. “Trust me, there are worse things I think about regularly,” he said with a sad smile. He thought about all the situations Tom could be in, things that kept him up at night four years ago, but he had accepted as true possibilities in the last few years. One such possibility was capture by the syndicate, considering the ship he was assigned to was last seen near Orion space. He sighed before he continued. “So, based on what you told me, I’m guessing one of two things. Either a case of mistaken identity, which the uniform should have cleared up, and you were taken here assumed prisoner because of your race - which I hope wasn’t the case. Alternatively, the Syndicate wanted you for some reason, probably because of things you know about the fleet’s security systems. It would give them an advantage in sabotage and espionage, that is for sure,” he thought out loud. “Of course, without knowing exactly what happened on the starbase, it will be hard to tell, and there would be no logical reason for me to access such video feeds - so at this point it would probably be best passed on to the Starbase you were helping out at - do you know which one it was?” Simon asked.

Lieutenant (J.G) Simon Starr, CoS


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