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side - sim: The Infiltrator

Posted July 14, 2022, 8:15 p.m. by Ensign Kovan ch'Sirhc (Engineering & Communications Officer) (Abigail G)

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Morgan shook her head. “It won’t work. We don’t know LaCroix and obviously no one else on the crew does either because no one reported the wrong crew member being on board. And even if it wasn’t officially reported, Scott would have heard the gossip. And if they are so good to not leave any physical evidence, and sneak someone on board that we aren’t 100% sure that he’s an imposter, then he knows what is in the service file. And we can’t just pull him in without cause. So I suggest instead we go ask for a DNA sample. So we can definitively ‘rule him out’ from where he touched the machine to fix it. Then we have it run against Star Fleet Security Command and Federation Security. That way even if he’s altered the files here we can find out who he really is. While we do that I’ll get a good shot of his face and run a recognition program that will compare bone structure. Kovan I’d like you to monitor the ship’s systems to see what he does after I leave. Cmdr I’d like you to come with me. I’ll keep Ward and Richards with us, but out of sight, just in case, but I’d like to see how he reacts to you.”

Morgan

“Alright, but I want to go with you when you get that DNA sample. I don’t trust our security officers with their own guns much less actually keeping someone safe. It’s not like he can do anything to the ship comms right after you’re done talking to him. Not with the new protections I put in place.” It was a selfish request but Kovan was paranoid to a fault and he wasn’t going to be somewhere else when something happened. Not again.

Kovan

Morgan just stared at Kovan, if she was insulted or not was hard to tell. She was one of the security officers. She got up and went into another room. “Alright so I checked with Richards and LaCroix is in his quarters at the moment. Go a meal after his shift and went straight there. Hasn’t left…through the door anyway. Ward’s headed that way now, they’ll be near by out of sight as much as they can be. I want to force his hand a bit not make him panic.” She passed Alden and Kovan a phaser. “I don’t like the idea of going armed on our own ship, but it’s prudent.” She also gave Kovan a camera. “See if you can get a solid picture of his face. I will as well, but doesn’t hurt to have extras.” She placed a second camera into the DNA collection kit she had. “Let’s go.”

Kovan grabbed hold the phaser, his grip lose and uncertain. Yes, he just insinuated that trained security officers barely knew how to operate things and was well aware that he was even more clueless. Weapons never felt right in his hands, like an artist trying to paint delicate china with a garden trowel. Kovan flexed his fingers around the handle before carefully holstering it on his hip. Now the camera. . . that was more Kovan’s style.

“Got it.” He was a better shot with a camera than a phaser anyways. Kovan followed after Morgan and Roman and stood behind them as they engaged with LaCroix.

Outside LaCroix’s quarters Morgan pressed the chime. “En LaCroix. It’s Lt. Morgan. I need to speak with you about the machine in the biology lab.”

Morgan

Roman followed Morgan and stood next to her while she rang the chime, phaser strapped to his side but hand hovering over it in case it was needed.

It took a few moments, and then the door slid open and LaCroix stepped out, letting the door close behind him. His gaze flicked between the three of them, lingering on Alden for a moment before snapping down to their phasers, then back to Morgan. “About the lab mishap? I’ve already answered your questions once. I’m not sure what else I could tell you.” He stepped defensively away from them, still facing them. It was as though he were ensuring an escape route.

~ Roman and LaCroix

Kovan’s eyes narrowed, catching the defensive move, and quickly snapped a few shots of LaCroix’s face for Morgan. This didn’t feel right.

Kovan

Behind LaCroix and down the corridor Ward was watching and he stepped quietly down the hall to another side corridor that gave him a better shot and put him closer.

Keeping his attention Morgan raised the box. “We found new evidence and I wanted to get a fresh DNA sample from you and Gallagher to rule you both out. It will only take a moment.” While she talked, she opened the kit and pulled out a swab. The whole time she was watching him and was ready to drop the kit and grab him or the phaser on her hip.

Morgan

LaCroix wasn’t so easy to fool. Glancing down the hall behind himself he saw Ward. It takes at least two security officers to ask for DNA? No. Not unless they were planning for trouble. To apprehend someone.

“The security is in the interest of my safety. It’s not meant to worry you,” Roman said, trying to keep him calm. It didn’t work. LaCroix pulled one of the smaller hand phasers of the era out, and started shooting. First at Morgan and Alden, then down the hall as he ran, heading for the jeffries tubes. LaCroix was guilty and he knew he was caught. Now it was time to get away.

It was nearly immediately after the first shot that Roman grunted in pain and dropped.

~ Roman

Ward ducked and then returned fire. He took off after LaCroix, Rogers close on their heels. Morgan hit the comm button =O=Security Emergency! Lock down deck 6. Morgan alpha-9421. Shots fired, Cmdr Alden’s been hit.=O= The sound of hatches and doors locking, emergency bulk heads closing and Jefferies tube access closing, and turbolift and access ladders getting cut off created resounding claps of thunder through the corridors. Quarters were automatically locked and the ship went to red alert. Morgan took off down the corridor after LaCroix. Getting a solid watch on him, she took aim and fired.

Kovan was left to help Alden

Morgan

“Alden!” Kovan tossed the camera aside and lunged to catch the XO before he hit the ground. He was mostly successful, grabbing hold of the XO on his way down and preventing the man from smacking his head. Kovan grunted as he shifted his hold and footing to gently bring the XO into an upright position against the wall. “That [unintelligible word]!” Kovan pushed Roman’s clothing away from the phaser wound and began to assess the damage. “I wonder how much they paid for that assassin because they clearly found him from the bargain bin.” That or they far overpaid the man.

Kovan


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