Posted Oct. 21, 2020, 2:13 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Issac Forgrave (Chief of Security) (William Deaton)
Posted by Lieutenant Bethany Kovra Gadi (Counselor) in Lay of the Land - Corridors (Tag Forgrave)
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Issac Forgrave (Chief of Security) in Lay of the Land - Corridors (Tag Forgrave)
“Well that makes two of us. I’ve never been a ship’s counselor before.” Her voice drops to whisper conspiratorially. “I have no idea what I’m doing.” She moves down a corridor and then having completed the deck moves towards a turbolift. “We can set that up. Every month will be good for now. Some officers may need less or more time. And crew evals are every 6 months, so there is that as well. I don’t want your people to feel they are always in my office and interfering with their work.” She has this vague idea that security and counseling would compliment each other well. “I don’t really know about suggestions. It just seems to me that our roles on the ship compliment each other. We both have to be able to understand people and situations and react accordingly.” She steps into the turbolift, “Cargo Bay 5” she tells the computer once Forgrave is on and the doors shut.
Issac shook his head and laughed; “I reckon we can figure it out together then! And I reckon my saying monthly meetings can be taken as a starting point; more the idea was getting my folks used ta meeting with ya. I don’t want anyone shying away from help iffin’ it’s needed. An’ while I sure wouldn’t say I’m good at understanding people, I’m sure trying ta learn.”
“It would be nice for them to not run away every time they have to show up to my office. It’s almost a universal truth, not matter where you are, people hide from the counselor.” At his suggestion of figuring it out together she nods, “I look forward to it.” She shrugs a little, “You are probably better than you think, maybe not with individuals, but I would guess, that if I put you in a room in a hostile situation you would know quickly who the highest threat was and how to go about handling it.”
She gets off on the deck and walks into the cargo bay. Her shuttle is in a back corner, cordoned off with caution tape and force field. She shakes her head. She guessed Stores though it still needed to be up. She walks over and inputs the code Stores gave her for the forcefield and turns it off. She steps over to the shuttle and eyes it warily for a moment. It’s an older type 6 shuttle. It’s in good condition though. The name is written across both sides Athena and the markings of her old number can be seen as a shadow. Her new number is “Shuttle 515.” Bethany looks her over, “She’s old, but she still runs.” She carefully lays her hand against the bulk head to make sure that the security system hasn’t magically reinstalled itself. Then she places her palm on the biometrics reader and the rear hatch opens.
Lt. Gadi, CNS
Forgrave wasn’t much interested in ships and the like, but he was intrigued by the age and presumed history of the shuttle before him. “Seems like she’s got some stories to tell,” indicating the shuttle. “Did this belong ta yer mentor before it was yours? And hey, if it still goes, nothing wrong with having a bit of age. Maintenance and refits can make a thing immortal; even if ya do run into the Ship ‘a Theseus paradox.”
Before following Gadi into the shuttle, he approached the hull of Athena and carefully laid the back of his hand against the plating; testing to see if he would be zapped before committing to stepping inside.
Issac Forgrave, CoS
Bethany chuckled. “I don’t mind old. Sometimes they are more reliable.” She leans against the hatch frame. “Actually, I don’t know. Jake, my mentor’s husband, new I was looking for a shuttle, and he found this one for me. She was assigned to the USS Calisto before she was an independent shuttle. I’ll have to ask Jake about it next time I talk to him.”
“If nothing else, I bet it’d be interesting ta know - could well explain any quirks she may have.” Issac removed his hand from the hull, and followed Gadi inside. Still cautious, he was careful of his surroundings, just in case he’d gotten lucky touching the outside of the ship.
Nothing happened when Forgrave touched the hull. Bethany had noticed him testing it and she let out a little sigh of relief. There was a part of her that was afraid that F’actar would have some way to put that system back into shuttle over night. As he followed her in she powered up the computer core and then pulled up the schematics for the security system for him to look at. It had spread out across the entire hull of the ship like a spider web with open ends everywhere. Like live electrical wires that weren’t connected, so when someone touched the hull their hand worked like a conduit connecting the wires, creating the shock. If the person was integrated into the biometrics, accessing the biometric panel first would cut the power to the system. The system recognized the bioelectric pattern of whoever touched it, creating a greater shock each time that pattern came into contact with the shuttle, anywhere, hull, consoles, seats, etc.
Lt. Gadi, CNS
Issac moved closer to the screen to get a better look; forgetting his concerns of being shocked and leaning against the back of the seat. He traced the diagram with his eyes briefly, before moving closer and panning the screen with his fingers. “Fascinating…” Issac spoke quietly, almost all of his attention on the system displayed on the screen. He was no expert, but the added system looked to be brilliantly designed - especially considering it’s ‘aftermarket’ nature. “I’m amazed this system was routed everywhere - if this is typical fer your mentor, I’d damn well love to meet them! And it looks like it’s got more ‘n enough redundancy; anyone feeling clever enough to start snippin’ wires; well I reckon they’d find themselves in trouble mighty quick.”
Issac Forgrave, CoS
Bethany chuckled wryly and help up her hand. There was a burn mark on the palm of her hand, and her finger tips looked like she’d touched a hot pan too often. “Oh yeah. Like I said I would have fried myself to needing the burn unit in sickbay if Stores hadn’t helped me. They fought against the Borg. Star Fleet as a whole has moved past our tactics of fighting with them. If I didn’t know they had I wouldn’t have seen how she set it up. Our biggest weapon against the Borg was a constant modified energy pulse. Weapons, shields, warp signature, it didn’t matter, as long as it changed to a random variance every time it was exposed. That what this did. So when I figured out the frequency and removed one part the next part had already changed and had to be deciphered again. Eventually it started moving faster than I could figure it out. The frequency would change in the middle of trying to disconnect it. That’s when I got shocked, and because part of the system was already out, it wasn’t a warning.” Bethany nodded with a smile. “Yeah, this is actually pretty mild for her. I’d love for you to get to meet her sometime. If I ever get on the Captain’s good side, I might ask.” Bethany didn’t see that happening any time soon.
Lt. Gadi, CNS
Issac winced at the sight of the burned hand - that would make nearly any task an exercise in pain management. “Stores is a damned clever man, and I reckon we’re lucky to have his talents! Even if he can be a bit rough around the edges; but then, ain’t we all?”
“I reckon I’d be happy if I never had to meet the Borg, that’s for sure. I’ve never heard a fraggin’ pleasant thing about them… But adapting that to a security system; that is mighty tricky right there. Sounds like they’d worked the biometric ID right into the root of it as a ‘key’ of sorts; so yea, anyone trying to bypass that…” Issac gestured towards her burnt hand.
“Hmmm…” It was impossible to miss the slightly sour note in Gadi’s voice. “Captain Holloway is… well, ‘enigma’ ain’t quite the right way to put it. I sure can’t pretend ta know her thoughts, mind you; but I’d guess your background in Intelligence is making her a bit leery. Heh, reckon the same is true of me, so take that for what ya will. You been in StarFleet for far longer than me, so maybe this is a bit silly for me ta be giving unsolicited advice. But I think yer best bet is ta stick around; and prove yerself. First impression’s been… colored, let’s say, by your background. But I don’t think that’s the end of it; long as you do right by the ship and her crew.” Issac shrugged.
“Maybe all that’s nothing new to ya, but oh well. I view the Dresden a bit like an island; we have ta rely on ourselves, and trust takes a while to earn. You’re the new guy, and yer in a particularly important role. And on top of that, Intelligence has more than it’s fair share of connotation on this ship. You’re in a tough spot, no doubt about it. But would that be different on any other ship? Hell, I can’t say. But we do need someone; and you’re the one that’s here.”
Issac Forgrave, CoS
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