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Main Sim [Deck 25]: Twists and Turns

Posted Dec. 5, 2021, 10:08 p.m. by Kvasir (Story Teller) (Jason Wolfe)

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—[SNIP]—

The state room appeared much as she would expect it to: pristine and in order. It was a larger living quarters than most were given aboard the Viking, save for perhaps herself—and that was a prideful hope. The main door opened to a welcoming space that was, like the rest of the quarters, rather spartan in furnishings; as unexpected as Hab’rabi’s arrival was, they hadn’t had time to paint the bland Starfleet canvas with color to his liking… whatever that might have been. A star-streaked window stood opposite Rende, the universe slipping by at warp and ignorant of their plight. A couch and table crouched beneath the window, orderly and unobtrusive beneath her examining eye. Likewise the dining area to her left appeared largely undisturbed, save for perhaps a casual hand as Hab’rabi settled in. To the right sat the bathroom, dark and covetous of any secrets it might have held.

A gentle whisper of noise drew Rende’s attention to the small table just inside the doorway, not more than six inches from her hand. There a single Vulcan lily was potted, mute and dour colors meant to greet the guest without being overly distracting… much like the rest of the decor. What was curious was that the lily was not quite fresh, showed signs of withering along its petals. Several had already dropped to the polished surface of the table, huddled together against the chill of death. But again, they had been given little warning of Hab’rabi’s arrival. A wilting flower seemed such a trivial thing in her mind when compared to the vexation running rampant aboard the Viking.

Though, in all fairness, it did seem a little too warm in here. Had someone forgotten to adjust the environmental controls?
—Jas—

~ Lt Semenza, CMO

Rende stepped out into the corridor and to a supply locker and took out a tricorder and re-entered the room. “Computer have the environmental controls been tampered with in this room?”

“Negative,” the computer replied dryly. “A malfunction in environmental control has occurred due to an overload in EPS relays.”

She stopped and stared at the Vulcan lily, and it was likely that it might have been missed, but intuition told her now. She’d also heard something coming from this area and she scanned the table and plant with her tricorder and leaned in closer, but not too close, to see what might be causing the noise. Disturbed soil, anything poking out from around the pot, disturbed dust where it had been moved.

Moving along to the table she scanned the palm print on the table left by Hab’rabi. She also scanned the room in general for any energy discharges or residual trails, also going over where Sacco had been standing, slowly. Forgrave’s team would be there soon, but no need to wait.

Rende, CO

The source of the sound had been the hush of petals, edges crisp in the warm air, at the base of the vase. While not parched and scalding, the room was uncomfortably warm. Rende’s tricorder showed as much, and the fact that the lily was dehydrated and dying. Nothing within the vase jumped out as unusual, nor did anything about the table. Just another botanical casualty of the Viking‘s current plight. Likewise, Hab’rabi’s print where he’d leaned on the piece of furniture appeared benign to her scans—skin cells, sweat, and other biochemical compounds of a carbon-based lifeform. That print, however, tugged her eye back to the lily and the pot.

It was only by the faint glow of the tricorder that Rende managed to see it, there scrawled in the pollen cast off by the lily’s final moments. To the casual eye it appeared nothing more than the working of perhaps an idle hand, something the body did when the mind was occupied elsewhere. The tricorder, being biased and infinitely more diligent, highlighted a pattern of DNA amidst the dust and flecks of pollen. A symbol, perhaps? It could have been a letter or a word or a stick giraffe, Rende couldn’t be certain.

The only energy discharges in the vicinity had come from the phaser Sacco had used to render Hab’rabi inert. The tricorder showed the air thick with the stuff, and the faint smell of ozone burned in her nostrils. Not surprising, considering how… thorough Sacco had been—or whatever had used Sacco to do the deed. Ever faithful and eager to please, the tricorder chirped to alert Rende of what she might already suspect: the pollen of a Vulcan lily beneath the nail of Hab’rabi’s middle finger.
—Jas—

~ Lt Semenza, CMO

The frozen tranquility of the scene was broken by footsteps; and a drawling “Ma’am” as Forgrave arrived to the guest quarters. “Apologies fer my tardiness; wanted ta see Commander Sigmundsson ta the brig personally. An’ seems like the excitement is over fer now, for whatever that may be worth.”

Rende turned and gave Forgrave a nod as he entered. “No need to apologize, Lt. It seems there is no end to the excitement. I’m relieved to hear that Sigmundsson didn’t give you any problems.”

As he spoke, his sharp, darting eyes took in the room and it’s contents; taking note of just how ordinary it all looked. No pools of blood, insane scribbles on the wall, or manifestos. Can’t all be easy… Noting the tricorder already out in Captain Rende’s hand, he asked “Anything of note you’ve found? And how’s Hab’rabi? And Sacco?”

-Forgrave, CoS

“NE Sacco was part of the detail assigned to the room. Watch the video feed of the events. It is quite disturbing. Shot Hab’rabi four times, point blank, unprovoked. The doctor has taken him to sickbay. Sacco is on his way there to be evaluated and locked in quarantine as well. Your officers have his confiscated phaser. As for the room…” She passed the tricorder over, “It’s far too hot in here, there is some kind of issue with this lily. A Vulcan Lily should not die in this kind of heat. And there is some kind of pattern, the tricorder says DNA, etched into the soil. There was pollen matching the lily under Hab’rabi’s nail. So he obviously did something. There’s a palm print on the table, and plenty of energy particles in the air from the phaser. I haven’t checked the bathroom yet.”

A familiar voice cut in over the com system. =^=Woods to Captain Rende.=^= He sounded a little tense, but more focused and intense.

Lt Woods, CSO/aXO

Rende stepped back out of the way, “I took basic courses in investigation but it’s not a skill set I practice often. So by all means, Lt,” and she waved at the room at large. She reached up and tapped her combadge. =/\=Rende here Lt. Go ahead.=/\=

Rende, CO

=^=I’ve got an update for you, but I need to have a word in person if at all possible for part of it, Captain.=^= He paused for a second. =^=I’m having the high gravity areas of the ship evacuated of all non-essential personnel for now. High gravity doesn’t seem like much, but it can rack up injuries quick. Especially if people had more than twenty percent their body weight on them to begin with.=^= Carrying heavy stuff, a heavy pack or tool kit, things like that.

=^=Isolinear systems are fine. Gelpacks are still having issues, but I have one of our computer specialists on the way to get a handle on that and see if we can’t get that sorted quickly. The rest… should be in person, ma’am.=^=

Lt Woods, CSO/aXO

=/\=I will be there as quickly as I can get through the check points.=/\=

Rende stepped back over toward Forgrave. “I’m needed in engineering, Lt. Keep me apprised.” And she left the stateroom in Forgrave’s capable hands and headed for engineering.

Rende, CO

A short time later, an alarmed voice cried out from Forgrave’s comm badge. =^=”Intruder alert! Security to Deck Thirty-Four, Section Seventeen Delta! Hurry!=^=

=^=Baker here,=^= came the reply. =^=I’m on my way.=^=
—Jas—


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