Posted by Lieutenant Ishtar Nhamashal (Chief Science Officer) in Trying to reach Deck 31

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Pretha Oberon (Chief Security Officer) in Trying to reach Deck 31

Posted by Commander D’Vash Odinson (First Officer) in Trying to reach Deck 31
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Sural found that at certain times the human direction of disinformation was occasionally valuable. However, as a Vulcan, he could see little reason to not speak directly. “We cannot,” Sural replied. “However in trusting in our party here as true to this universe, and looking to our goal of reasserting the computer central programming, we may assess any we find in the alignment of those goals. Ensign, whether you are realizing it or not, you are the most important person in this group right now, to undertake this mission. The safety of the ship is dependent upon us to complete this.” It may have been a bit heavy handed, however, it was true. If the programming determined to scuttle or destroy the ship, then all was lost.

Galen nodded and smiled. This was the real crewman. “Sorry, buddy. Had to be sure. Come on, let’s get this me tangled up like the Chief said.
He and Jobs spent the next few minutes securing up the doppleganger while Sathut and Sural were talking. Galen also took the opportunity to cut a patch of hair from the back of the duplicate with a cutting tool from a corridor toolbox in one of the maintenance lockers in the hall. “There… now we can tell him from me and he, hopefully, won’t be any the wiser in case he escapes.” There was a slight chuckle to his voice as he finished and put the tool box away.

NE Galen
Security

“Astute, Mr Galen,” Sural commented.

Sathut made his way over to the pair of Galens. “Excuse me, I must do something, just a test,” he took Galen’s hand and pulled him over to the false Galen. It was like a small child pulling a grown man, so he wouldn’t have much pull unless Galen came willingly.

If Galen would walk with him over to the false Galen, Sathut would grab the hand of the false Galen and sniff it deeply, then do the same with the real Galen. “Hmm… Yes, I can smell a slight difference in a few factors. I would have to test it on another set in order to be certain, but now I have a small clue that might help me to identify your duplicates without the usage of a blood test,” he spoke with a small smile, letting go of the security officer’s hand.

Sathut, CNS

Galen went willingly, but mostly out of curiosity and the fact he had been caught of guard. “Oh,” he shrugged and smiled before absently rubbing his sniffed hand down his pants. “Well, then, I will leave the sniffing to you.” He shook his head, unable to tell a difference in smells. But then, he wasn’t about to get down and sniff the hand of the unconscious duplicate.

Sural, meanwhile, would attempt with a portable first aid kit to patch up Jobs sufficiently to the task ahead. He was no physician, nor did he have the ‘hands of a surgeon’, though he had done well at basic first aid. Fortunately 24th century first aid was considerably farther advanced than the past techniques. In short, he relied heavily on the dermal regenerator and a stimulant to keep Jobs going. When they were all through, Sural replied, “Mr Galens, you are in the lead. Sathut and Jobs you are in the middle. I will follow. Mr Jobs, direct Mr Galens as needed to get to the computer core with all due haste.” Holding his own phaser now, Sural upped the notch on the setting to heavy stun.
- Sural, CE

“You have to be pulling my leg,” Nhamashal groaned, pressing a stylus against her temple. Nothing was working. Every tweak and scan she could think of wasn’t solving her dilemma. Something had to be wrong with the computer systems, but she wasn’t sure what it was. Pinching the bridge of her nose, Ishtar figured it was best to seek the problem at its source. She didn’t think much of the task, arming herself with a PaDD. She hoped to be out of there within the hour, the excitement of generating a simulation for her current experiment guiding her feet.

“Ah, down here.” She muttered to herself, turning down the corridor. It seemed suspiciously quiet, the air almost stagnant compared to the labs. Shrugging, she slowly approached the computer core, her attention captivated by notes on her PaDD.

Lt. Nhamashal
The Unknowing Scientist

As Ishtar rounded the corner, she was see Sural, Sathut (whom she would be familiar with as DH’s), along with a security guard, his twin, lying unconscious and bound, and another crewman. It appeared as though they were about to enter the computer core as well.

Jobs caught her arrival and alerted the other’s. Lt. Sural, is she one of ours or theirs?”

NE Jobs (computer tech)

Galen paused as the person rounded the corner. His hand went to his phaser and he frowned slightly. “I’m NE Galens… security officer for this junction. What’s your business here?” It sounded harsh but it was a harsh time.

NE Galens
Security

“Pleasure, Galens.” Nhamashal greeted, catching his instinctive gesture to his phaser. “That won’t be necessary. I’m only here to figure out what has my computer systems so finnicky.” She frowned, waving her hands in assurance. Glancing past the NE, she rose her eyebrows at the sight. “What’s going on here?”

Lt. Nhamashal
CSO

OOC: Correcting typo. :)
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