Posted Aug. 27, 2019, 2:37 p.m. by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Security Officer) (Amber DeSadier)
Posted by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Security Officer) in Main Sim- Deck Six, Security
Posted by Lieutenant Kusinut “Ember” Sutalo (Diplomatic Relations Officer) in Main Sim- Deck Six, Security
Posted by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Security Officer) in Main Sim- Deck Six, Security
Posted by… suppressed (4) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
Zoi’s eyebrows shot up. The girl’s show of emotion was convincing. Though Zoi was moved a little, she could not be kind and compassionate right now. Her job was to keep the ship secure. She tapped her comm badge. =/\=Computer, identify any life signs on board that are not currently registered to the USS Ogawa. Place them on screen next to me.=/\= she requested and turned to look at the screen. She still kept her hand on the girl’s clothing, ready in case she bolted.
Haven, Sec
=/\=There are no such lifesigns are described,=/\= the computer replied.
Zoi frowned. This was troubling.
Damiselle looked rather distraught. “I don’t understand why you’re doing this! You should be trying to figure out what happened to Losa!”
~Mischief Maker
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M’Nalie of course came up after a moment. Big Feline, powerful , tigerstriped. She had of course been on the Ogwa for weeks now. But she had been shoved into quarantine as soon as she steped through the airlock so to speak. The doctor treating her had been so excited at the damn rare specimine in his care he had forgotten to file paperwork on her. A boarding medicals results had as yet not been filed as the doctor composed his notes. So there was this huge tiger stripped feline standing in a dress tunic and a kilt outside of the CNS’s office looking as out of place as was likely possible.
Ensign M’Nalie. Engineering.
=/\= Computer, identify person next to me.=/\=
She turned to the girl. “Who is Losa?”
Haven, Sec
Ooc ; sorry misposted into this thread. M’Nalie is not unknown so not popping up as a result.
Roger.=/\=Identification not possible. There is no person in close proximity.=/\=
The cadet stammered. “Losa? Lieutenant Amor Losa. He’s the Assistant Chief of Operations. And he’s… my friend,” Damiselle said, even as her cheeks flushed.
~Mischief Maker
Zoi reached with her free hand and brought out the tricorder. The fact that the computer did not recognize the woman next to her as real meant there was something even more incredible going on than just some stowaway. Something had to explain this phenomena. She used the tricorder to scan the cadet.
“I am sorry for your friend.” She said with some compassion. She could tell the girl was distraught, whoever she was. Here, he is known by a different name and he is something very different. It seems we have a mystery on our hands Cadet Damiselle. Where and when do you think you are?”
Haven, Sec
Damiselle’s brow furrowed as she frowned. “We’re on Starbase Tranquility, naturally. I provide security for the White Valley Medical Facility, just like you do. Though I am pretty new here, so I don’t know everyone yet. That and there are a lot of people here, so it gets a bit confusing, you know?” she rambled.
~Mischief Maker
Zoi blinked and stood transfixed by trhis woman’s declaration. She knew she was on a ship. It was the interior of the Ogawa and looked nothing like a starbase. So her logical conclusion was that this woman was somehow delusional or actually from the place she believes she is in. How she couldn’t tell this was a ship was beyond Zoi’s expertise.
=^= All hands, this is the Captain. Due to an unforeseen course correction we have found ourselves in a spacial anomaly that we are seeking to rectify. We also seem to have somehow picked up some extra passengers. If you encounter anyone you do not know please notify the bridge immediately. All Duty Personnel report to your stations, civilians report to sickbay. Section and Department heads take stock of your staff and report to the bridge.=^=
Willow Taylor
COZoi immediately patted the girls shoulder. “We will figure this out Cadet.” Tapping her comm badge, she said, =/\= Bridge this is Lt. Haven outside the Lounge. I have one of the extra passengers with me. She states that she is a Cadet who believes herself to be on board the Starbase Tranquility. The interesting thing is that she mistook the now deceased Ensign Hart as a friend of hers by a different name. Where do you want to gather these individuals?=/\=
Haven, Sec
=^=Bridge here. Let’s gather them in the Primary Sickbay. That way we keep them at arms length.=^=
Lt. Sutalo, DRO
=/\= Understood Bridge. =/\= Zoi nodded even though subconsciously she knew that the Bridge personnel could not see it. She turned to the young cadet and gave a reassuring half smile. No doubt the young girl was freaking out. She reached around the girl and gently guided her towards the nearest turbolift that would take them to Deck 1 where Primary Sickbay was located. “Alright. Let’s get you to Sickbay and see if we can’t figure out what form of space anomaly has triggered this series of strange occurrences, shall we?”
Haven, Sec
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