Posted Jan. 24, 2021, 2:18 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander John McHarrie (Medical (Consultant Researcher - Abell)) (Jim Watkin)
Posted by Civilian Kara Nakuto (Engineer (Consultant Researcher - Yellow)) in Side Sim - Strange Message
Posted by Lieutenant Commander John McHarrie (Medical (Consultant Researcher - Abell)) in Side Sim - Strange Message
Posted by Ensign Luna (Security Officer /RTF) in Side Sim - Strange Message
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” like secret orders and meetings in your quarters don’t already do that. You know about the message don’t you” Luna said coldly. She was not in the mood for games. Not to mention suspicious of everything sumthing about this felt like a trap.
“You were the ones that wanted to meet me,” John said, “Given that it was the two of you, I guessed it was about the rumours I’m hearing about the Viking. As such a less formal space would be appropriate and comfortable.”
He took a tricorder out of a drawer and tossed it towards Luna casually in a manner that she would easily catch it
“Scan away if you like,” he invited, “At least here there’s no autolog being recorded.”
Kara remained silent as Luna voiced her own reservations towards both the situation and McHarrie himself. Then finally stepping forward, she offered the Welshman a shrug.
“Forgive us for our hesitation, Commander,” she began, “old habits die hard, I believe is the appropriate phrase? The three of us, more than any other on this ship, have reason to be suspicious of every situation. It becomes the default position with alarming ease, as I suspect you might agree?”
” you have never meet Cerenity where exactly did you hear about her” Luna said still on eage. She was still defensive. Nothing unusual for her. Mention Cerenity had only agitated her.
John had been the Viking’s CMO so had known of Cerenity, but it was true that he had never treated Luna’s child.
Glancing towards the replicator and then around the room, the half-Klingon had been hoping to spot another bottle of Romulan ale but instead reached into her pocket and drew out a quarter bottle of bloodwine.
“I find the replicated version to have an unappealing aftertaste,” she offered by way of explanation, before uncorking the bottle and taking a drink, then offering it out to the others.
Luna blinked she did not want to be roud. ” im alright Kara that stuff is way to strong for me” she said with a smile rembering having drunken the stuff with her once before and how she regretted it the next morning.
But they had not gathered here to drink and reminisce on their shared time on the Viking, as appealing as such an event might be. Producing the PaDD from her toolbelt, the half-Klingon activated the screen and turned it towards McHarrie, while maintaining her grip on the device itself.
“We have intercepted an incoming message. Encrypted. Its intended recipient appears to be your Uncle.”
- Kara Nakuto (Consultant Researcher)
” we need help getting into it. Its section 31 so it can’t be good” Luna said.
“If the recipient is my Uncle, we were wise not to meet in my lab,” John said.
He looked at the headers of the encoded message. “It looks like an older encryption algorithm, but the source is definitely S31.”
“Hmm. Not good,” he said after a few more taps. He pointed to the second two entries on the routing information. He was unsure how much Luna and Kara understood about network routing so explained briefly.
“Whoever sent this was desperate, in a hurry and did not bother to spoof their routing. That first entry will identify the source terminal used to record the message, but it is the 2nd two that are most worry. The prefix on this one indicates it has be routed through the Flight Data Recorder. The Orange Box will have a permanent and undeletable copy of the message. The Orange Box is designed to withstand even a core breach.”
John paused for a moment to let that sink in as much with himself as the others.
“The prefix on the next node suggests the message bounced from a log bouy to achieve a long range hop. Definately desperate. The message could in theory have transmitted after destruction,” It was unlike John to hesitate, but he did.
“Are you sure you want to see it? There is no going back for any of us once we know what’s inside.”
Kara frowned. “Are you implying, John, that something might have happened to the Viking? If that is the case then I don’t believe we have any choice but to see this.”
- Kara Nakuto (Consultant Researcher)
“I heard from Starbase 157 that the Pennington had picked up a distress beacon from the Viking’s escape pods after the ship was abandoned. Last I heard she was enroute,” John said.
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