Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in Brig - When the past doesn’t match the present…or the future (Tag Styxx and Anyone)
The doors to the Brig on deck forty opened and the two Security officers looked up. Mardusk barked “Open them up!” and the guards dropped the fields on the two cells. “Set up a dividing field in cell one. Opaque and soundproof.” and the one female Vulcan guard’s fingers flew over the controls and the field sprang to life. “Strip search each one, then prisoner coveralls. No shoes. And if it ain’t attached to their bodies and necessary for life, it comes off. They get nothing that looks personal or innocent.” The guards nodded and Mardusk unceremoniously dropped the two to the deck at the feet of the guards.
A few minutes later and the three were locked in cells with no view of the outside and no sound coming in. Mardusk looked at the guards. “Get medical in here to do an exam. After that… if they so much as look at you cross-eyed, you shoot ‘em. Heavy stun. If they don’t learn after that, call me. *NO VISITORS. No one but me or the Marine OIC get access after Medical is done. Period. No exceptions. And if Ian Bordeaux tries to get in here, you arrest him on sight and send him to the brig on Deck 10. Understand me?” and both guards nodded emphatically.
NE Dr. Soni arrived soon after. The young trill couldn’t do much in an emergency as his specialty was prosthetics, but he was capable of a basic health exam. “The uh- prisoners need a medical check?” He looked around, a little unsure of who was in charge.
-NE Dr. Soni
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