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Ready Room - Calling Faye

Posted June 1, 2020, 1:47 p.m. by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) (Lindsay Bayes)

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Faye reluctantly moved over to the chairs and sat in the only one left- the middle chair between her mother and Creed. Great, just perfect. She gazed towards the captain but chose not to look at anyone right now. It was the best she could do.

Shara looked over at Faye and quickly shifted her chair so she was more on an angle and Faye wouldn’t feel boxed in. “While I know there are many questions that this conversation will bring up, some of those will have to wait. What you do need to know is that I am working with Rear Admiral Grayson to investigate a trend of some officers in Intelligence acting on orders that later prove to be false.”

Faye’s head whipped towards her mother. “No! No way! My orders are solid. I’ve seen the footage from the Odyssey. There’s no way that was constructed. That threat is real.”

Shara nodded. “You’re correct, it is. But that’s not the order that we’re… concerned about. And there is the matter of your assignment here not being known to Commander Creed, which in of itself could very well just be an overlooked communication issue. But my instructions are to confirm what is and isn’t happening here.”

The younger Calloway found herself struggling to breath for a moment. Her other orders. It wasn’t the first time she had been given secondary orders. But she was pretty certain Creed didn’t know about that bit of her assignment yet and the Captain had said no one else would be finding out. So much for that. Gazing at Ardashir, Faye didn’t hide her discomfort. “What do you know about my assignment here? I don’t think we’ve fully established that.”

~The Calloways

“I suggest you cool the attitude first before we go further. First, as I already stated I am the ship’s Chief Intelligence Officer, along with the XO. That was the first reason I was concerned that SIA didn’t contact me when they wanted to run another op, only it appears SIA knows nothing about what your handler had been sending you. Then we ran an analysis of the information, which cross-referenced a secondary objective I have here… namely retrieval of weapons and technology that had been pilfered from and stollen by some individuals I have already had to interact with.” Jack said, he didn’t really care for Faye’s attitude right now, she was angry sure but there were protocol and rules. Wouldn’t be the first time if he had to kill a rogue operative and having survived two kill squads he wasn’t really concerned about how upset she really was. If she wants.” Jack paused as he took a breath, he wasn’t in the mood to play games and her interference was growing tiresome.

Faye gazed at Creed, clearly unimpressed. Her attitude? What was she supposed to be right now, jumping up and down and clapping her hands? And if he had indeed become very familiar with her file as he said he had, then he’d know better than to expect her to be, well, different than she was. She was, however, distracted by his references to his other work and that was news to her. Even as the words moved through her mind she was already putting pieces together that painted a very, very bad picture for her.

“What concerns me is the investigations, namely because I think your handler was using it to sniff me out. I wasn’t on paper CIO, but I run enough covert operations here I have felt someone was concerned about my presence. I contacted SIA to find your handler, only to find out they were no longer in their office… for some time it seemed. So I’m really wanting more information… because I hate games Faye, they get people killed and my job is to prevent all outside and internal threats from both this ship and the Federation.”

Creed, XO

Hmm, that didn’t make sense. She talked to ‘Blue’ regularly. What other handler was he talking about?

Cochrane cleared his throat and said “We all should be mindful of letting our emotions overshadow our thinking.” and he cast a glance at Creed. He liked the man, and knew he… just like Alex… was put in a very precarious position. But he wasnt going let hurt feelings, wounded pride, or simple miscommunications cloud the issue. “Now let’s just get everything out in the open. Lieutenant Calloway, lead us off. Tell us everything about why you were sent here, both above board and covertly. Then we will build from there, as your arrival was the catalyst for all of this.”

Cochrane, CO

Faye gazed at Cochrane, her stormy-sea hued eyes obviously conflicted. It seemed like not that long ago that he was telling her they’d keep that order under wraps lest it create strife with the rest of the senior staff. But she wasn’t stupid. Things had clearly escalated and changed. “I was given two instructions. The first was to do hardware and software upgrades to prevent a very dangerous computer virus from being able to take over the Manhattan’s systems if we came across it.” She looked at Creed. “I debriefed the Captian, Chief Engineer and Chief of Operations after the explosion in the jefferies tube that I was lucky to have come out of alive. I can give you the same debriefing later, if you like, but based on… Commander Calloway’s assertion already, that order is sound.* Even mentioning a rank with her mother made her want to vomit, but she was channeling her scientific discipline in order to maintain something of her sanity in this unbelievable situation.

Calloway gestured to Alex. “You read the other order, that came from Deputy Director Yi. It was to do a basic security assessment on the entire senior staff. Problem was that we had so much turnover that that was becoming a rather difficult thing to do. On several occasions I broached my frustrations that my orders weren’t evolving with the situation, but my handler, whom I have spoken to regularly”-she shot Creed a look-“said that while he understood the frustrations and agreed with them, orders higher up confirmed I was to continue on until told otherwise.”

Shara frowned. “And you never spoke to any of these people higher up?”

Faye shook her head. “No, everything came through Commander Strickland, and I trust him with my life.” Which was something given that Faye’s trust issues ran deep. “He’s the one who oversaw my last… assignment with Intelligence,” she said, her jaw tightening slightly. “Blue is solid. I know he is. If there is something going on, it’s not with him.”

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

“There is quite a few quandaries with this all, first Starfleet was aware of the virus, but when the spectrum analysis came up when I cross referenced it something interesting came up.” Jack said as he put a PaDD over to Faye.

Faye frowned, but accepted the PADD, glancing through it. There was a lot there and she wasn’t going to be able to read through it all now, but even as Creed continued talking she could already see several things jump out at her. Well, shit. She was in deep, deep trouble.

“The issue is these orders were intended to be relayed to me, but your handler seemed to remove these markers. You see this virus was created by Creed Technology, a task I have been given as a secondary objective next to my primary.” Jack said as he clenched his jaw, much of the information about his parents and their death and stollen tech was not known, nor his mission to track down and errors the sources of their tech.

He wondered if Shara knew a bit but seeing as he had to fake his departure of Starfleet under the deepest of cover he wasn’t sure if she knew more than the most basic thing such as the name she used to help ID her. His death at Maz was wrapped tighter than anything he has seen before, forcing him to hide from even Celina for a period of time.

For her part, Shara kept a neutral expression, though a slight shift in her brows indicated that something had piqued her interest.

“The gist of the information you have here is my parents created a lot of tech, they were a engineering/science combo working on tech for Starfleet and private industries. Much of it was years more advanced at the time than what many organizations had. They were killed, only to be made to seem like an accident.” Jack said as he took a breath as he tried to breath as he felt a knot in his neck forming.

“I was brought in years later to decode some technology that had been found on the black markets from what seemed to have markers on tech they had developed, this was when I came brought in to track down what I later found to be their murderers… but the Orion’s where just puppets for a group… well only so far call then the Shadow.” Jack had been painting the picture but not all details need to be told, and he needed to move this on.

“This virus details was modified to remove the marker that would have alerted Starfleet to have me beginning investigating it… and then passed onto you to find something without all the details on the ship with the very person who should have been on the mission, and then you were told to sift through and find information about her crew. Now I don’t have all the details, but why would someone know to remove those markers and pass it up the chain only to have you sent here with me if someone wasn’t trying to both sniff out my identity along with procure something that Starfleet has deemed very dangerous and shouldn’t fall into anyone else’s hands.” Jack asked Faye, the truth is he needed to find more evidence but the lack of Starfleet knowledge of her secondary mission to investigate the crew, and the lack of their knowledge of the Creed Technology marker made SIA worried there was a breach, which now was forcing Jacks hand.

If it was for Shara and Cochrane he was fairly certain his approach wouldn’t have been so open, and just left an empty quarters and missing person report. Alas he couldn’t deny there seemed to be an element of manipulation against Faye which he hopped was true. Otherwise all this information was being forced out to the one person they shouldn’t be trusting.

Creed, XO

Faye shook her head. “I have no idea,” she said flatly. Rising to her feet and stepping behind the chair, Faye moved away, pacing slightly. Her mind handled stress better when she was moving and right now she was rather aware of how bad this looked. “But why me? Why drag me into any of this? That makes no sense except…”

Turning to look at them again, she gazed directly at Cochrane. “Except that I’m the perfect scapegoat.”

“And there is the other mater of your… knowledge,” Shara said, tapping two fingers to her head.

At that Faye took an almost startled step back. Of course her mother knew about that. Of course. But who else did? She really wanted to talk to Blue now. He’d be able to confirm her side of the story. What Creed was saying about her handler didn’t make sense!

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist

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OOC: Just checking am I or James up?

~Steven Sigle

OOC: Either or both. There were comments directed to both of you. ~Linds

OOC: Steve, you are up. - James

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