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Main Sim - Sigma 9 - Administrator's Office

Posted April 6, 2021, 12:08 p.m. by Lieutenant Charles Fordham (Security Chief) (Nathan Miller)

Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (GM) in Main Sim - Sigma 9 - Administrator’s Office
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Before the singing could really get started the shuttle broke through the cloud layers and the Sigma 9 colony and mining operation came into view. The mining site was on a murky fog shrouded over look on a mountain side with the main colony proper below on a small valley. The shuttle came about sweeping the colony site where a few small figures could be seen wandering about on various tasks. “..Landing site is inside the colony proper. Touch down in 30 seconds.” NE Baldurdash said.

Sure to his word 30 seconds later the shuttle tumped down and the side hatch to the shuttle opened. Outside rain and a thick stormy fog were in evidence already sending many to cover from its might unless they had tasks elsewhere more important to ignore. Waiting with two others were civilian constables in brown leather tunics. One stepped forward, “..I’m Deputy Constable Garmin, this is Deputy Constable Vanessa. Please follow us to the administrator’s office. He’s eager to meet you all so you can help out with the mess we got.” Garmin said.

GM CockRoach

Rand’s job, as far as a landing party went, was to record all necessary information for any reports and to maintain communication with the ship. And considering how ‘unhappy’ the captain was with their slight delay she thought it prudent to let him know they had arrived. =C=Landing party to Sentinel. We have landed safely inside the colony on Sigma 9, Captain. We’ve been met by Deputy Constables Garmin and Vanessa and they are taking us to the administrator’s office. Rand out.=C=

Yeoman Rand

When they landed, the Scientist stepped out alongside Rand and gave a wave to the Deputy Constables. “We’re glad to be here, and eager to help.”

As they moved towards the administrator’s office, George leaned over to Rand. “Eh, could you remind me, what exactly is going on in the colony that they need our help with??”

Ens. George Anderson, Sci

Rand turned her head to look at George. She hadn’t been told but it was her job to know. Rand lowered her voice not wanting her words to carry. Most of the population had disappeared because of the storm, but no need to upset people who were probably already nervous enough. She could understand that. “Disappearances and deaths.”

Roman headed with the landing party toward the administrator’s office, giving a friendly nod of ‘hello’ to the deputy constables. “We are certainly eager to lend our aid,” he said.

~ Lt Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Another part of her job to make sure the senior officers were reminded of anything that might help. In this case information about the colony leaders. She was sure they had read the reports but it didn’t hurt to have a refresher, and it was her job. It was also best that she showed she was useful since most people found the job of a Yeoman useless in these situations. She stepped up next to Ford and Alden, not sure which was truly in charge. She could take a guess it was Ford because this was a criminal investigation. Again she spoke clearly but discreetly. “Mining Administrator Bor is a mid-aged Tellarite with several degrees and a background in science and historical ruins; he took over in the 2240s. Constable Lickie, the head of security, is a human in his mid 50s who was raised here on the colony since his teens. He is described as a by the books sort and not one given to flights of fancy or the like.”

Yeoman Rand

Cleolet walked out of the shuttle and joined the rest of the away team. the ride down hadn’t bothered Cleolet in the slightest. the singing however, she could have done with out. With her enhanced hearing it had felt far louder and more unnecessary then it did to the rest of the team. However she did enjoy the sound of the rain falling to the ground. it was soothing to her, nothing like a good storm to get the mind relaxed and ready for work.

Ensign Cleolet (Engineer)

Garmin and Vanessa soon entered a wooden lined hallway which lead to a wooden oak like door. Knocking on it the sign read ‘Colony Admin Office’. To either side were small white marble stands with wonderfully polished small Tellarite bird like statues on them. Clearly reproductions of some older pieces. After a second knock a gruff voice from inside spoke up. “..Yes yes come in!” Came the man’s reply.

Entering they found the office was open with wooden pillars which were painted a bright marble like white for effect, small stands and tables suited of course for a Tellarite in height overall were equally in evidence. Behind the short desk on a upright leather wooden rocker-roller chair sat Administrator Bor. “..Ahh our investigator’s arrive. Good good. About time Starfleet got someone out here after my call!” He said in the usual gruff Tellarite manner. “..anyhow do come in wipe your feet and take seats where you like. I’m sure you got many questions before you get started so ask away.” He said more calmly and politely then.

GM CockRoach

Ford stepped off the shuttle, looking around at the miserable scene before following the constables into the building. He thought the leather tunics were a bit much, but it might be perfect for the climate here. He mentally shrugged as they entered the office.

His brows furrowed as the Tellarite spoke. He glanced at Alden briefly. “With all due respect Mr. Bor,” he began with a glare, “you just had a starship routed here, to handle something your constables should normally be handling. So what’s going on?”

COS Ford


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