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Side Sim - John's Lab

Posted Feb. 18, 2021, 5:22 p.m. by Ensign Luna (Security Officer /RTF) (Christina Crafford)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander John McHarrie (Medical (Consultant Researcher - Abell)) in Side Sim - John’s Lab

Posted by Civilian Kara Nakuto (Engineer (Consultant Researcher - Yellow)) in Side Sim - John’s Lab

Posted by Lieutenant Commander John McHarrie (Medical (Consultant Researcher - Abell)) in Side Sim - John’s Lab
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Having got a verbal OK from both parties John tapped a padd.

“We’re in this together,” John said. The padd prompted for a retinal scan to play the message. “Anyone with S1 could bypass that in an hour, but time is not on our side. You didn’t see this.”

“Agreed,” Nakuto snorted without humour.

John stared at the padd and let the sensor scan his eye. A moment later Junior appeared on the display. He was on a corridor waist deep in a purple. The only lighting was from a wrist lamp and the phaser rifle he was holding. Junior spoke urgently in Welsh, the McHarries’ native language.

John repeated the message out loud so the universal translator would translate it into Federation Standard for Kara & Luna.

“James. You were right. There is one here. I saw it and I remember. Whatever this is got it scared. So scared it ignored me and didn’t blatt my memory. This rising and the evacuation order has just been given. I’m going after it.”

The last thing Junior did before ending the transmition was hold his fingers as though kissing them and held them towards the camera. before adding the parting request. “Wish me luck”

John looked at Kara and Luna.

“I pray to god that thing doesn’t get off that ship,” John said.

-McHarrie

That thing. Neither Grimshaw or McHarrie had offered any details on the creature itself. But Kara knew, in the sickening lurch of her stomach, of what they spoke. There had been a time that she had scoured the Viking for them herself.
“An evacuation order? Do we know the current status of the Viking?” She turned to Luna, “Could you fire up a terminal, Luna, and see what you can find out?”

Turning back to John, she added, “If the ship itself has been destroyed then that thing could be anywhere. And it is not the only monster the Viking kept at bay.”

  • Kara Nakuto (Consultant Researcher)

“We know they cannot survive in vacuum,” John offered, “And if it were heading for one of the escape pods it would not want to be remembered.”

“I will put some feelers out, but no news is good news,” John said, “If the crew were lost, I would expected at least some chatter keeping it quiet from SNN until families have been notified. SNN is not exactly well known for keeping a lid on things. Look how they reported on Wolf 359.”

-McHarrie

“True,” Nakuto conceded with a nod.

” what creacher waght is that what was tormenting Cerenity” Luna asked. She was totally confused.
Ensign Luna

John considered his words carefully. He was at least slightly relieved that he hadn’t yet been asked how the retinal scan had mistaken him for his uncle whom was the intended recipient

John glanced at Kara hoping she would understand and reassure Luna that it may not be in the interests of her family if S31 thought she knew what Junior had been referring to. He knew Luna would not believe him if he said as much.

The glance from John did not go unnoticed and quickly the half-Klingon moved to the side of her friend.
“Calm yourself, Luna,” she spoke gently to the other, her hand settling on Luna’s shoulder with a surprisingly delicate touch. “These are not the same creatures as Cerenity encountered,” she offered as little information as she could bear to part with in an effort to keep her friends safe. “She is in no particular danger here.”

“Oh Frack!” John suddenly said with a dawning realisation. It was as though a light bulb had been switched on in his mind to illuminate the shadows of the suspicions lurking there.

He dashed to the bedroom and returned swiftly tossing a hand phaser to Luna. He knew Kara could handle herself without one and he would take his chances.

“My lab,” he said putting his tunic on as he dashed out of the door.

“John!” the half-Klingon shook her head. “In your lab?”
Had this been the Viking and she still the captain, then McHarrie might have found himself on conduit scrubbing duty for pulling such a stunt. But neither time, nor superiority, could furnish that conversation now.

He ran towards the turbolift and once they were inside and the lift was in motion he explained…

“Grimshaw knew what I was up to. His message to my Uncle was routed here, which means he’s here. Somewhere. After my work,” John said as he waited impatiently for the lift to reach their destination “How could I be so stupid? AGAIN?”

-McHarrie

“You think Grimshaw is on the Leviathan?” Kara sought quickly to clarify. “Her defences are far superior to the Viking. I can not imagine him entering through the front door.”

“No, I think my Uncle is,” John said, “And he wouldn’t leave through it either.”

Kara exhaled her frustration, this situation growing increasingly familiar to another she wished to forget.

It would be redundant to state, present company considered, that there were countless more ways to board a starship than that.

Turning once more to Luna, she began to consider strategy aloud. “Perhaps it would be wise to raise a security team and have them scour the ship? We do not need to reveal every detail on what they might be looking for.”

  • Kara Nakuto (Consultant Researcher)

Luna nodded =/\= Luna to Security we have an intruder on bord most likely in one of the Labs=/\= she said. She continued sprinting after McHarrie.
Ensign Luna

In the lab, there everything appeared to be in place except the previously neat stack of padds on John’s desk were now scattered unevenly across the desk and nearby deck.

John went to one of the containment fridges. He tapped the panel on the hatch which hissed gently as it opened to reveal absolutely nothing within the forcefield.

John swore loudly.

-McHarrie

“I take it the creature has gone?” Nakuto asked, somewhat rhetorically. It was clear from John’s expression, and his colourful language, what had transpired. “Could he still be on the ship?”

She hurried to the closest terminal and motioned for Luna to join her. “Can we pull up a record of everyone who has accessed this lab since…” she shrugged and turned back to McHarrie. “When did you see the creature last, with your own eyes?”

  • Kara Nakuto (Consultant Researcher)

“About 4 hours ago,” John replied as he tapped the console for the logs. As expected the audio and visual logs had been cleared. The security logs showed that John had open had opened the fridge and which had been authenticated with a retinal scan just 20 minutes earlier.

“He used my trick. The Captain cannot find out about this, cos I’ll end up in the brig or discharged for sure,” John said, “The imp I had was dead. James will be long gone with it. But with it and my notes, the Section will have almost everything they need to weaponise them.”

He sank dejected into his chair, “If they got the live one off the Viking…” John leaned forward and buried his face in his hands. He was angry and emotionally weary. He wanted to rage and he wanted to cry.

-John

Luna turned her head sideways.” Im sorry but what is an imp also what trick and how are you able to open.... your a member of the section aren’t you” luna said quietly.
Ensign Luna


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