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A lonely terminal - Nakuto makes a call to McHarrie

Posted Dec. 10, 2018, 3:24 a.m. by Civilian Kara Nakuto (Civilian, Former CO) (Sharon Miller)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Peter Sigmundsson (Chief Intelligence Officer) in A lonely terminal - Nakuto makes a call to McHarrie

Posted by Commander Akorem Nevin (Executive Officer) in A lonely terminal - Nakuto makes a call to McHarrie

Posted by Civilian Kara Nakuto (Civilian, Former CO) in A lonely terminal - Nakuto makes a call to McHarrie
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Peter resisted the urge to make a facial expression and laugh. Where they being made fun of. It was like amateur hour, well maybe he was just used to a better class of criminal than Junior appeared to be. He only looked at Kara, asking for guidance on what to do next. Although he had acted as if he was totally involved he was only doing so for the sake of her. He had no horse in this race beyond helping his friend. “Well?”

Peter Sigmundsson

“Tell me Mr Sigmundson, do you believe in co-incidences?” Junior asked rhetorrically, “You see I don’t. In OUR line of work you learn not to. Me, Nevin, James, the Viking, her reputation, her system problems, her current destination and what those of us who’ve ‘dabbled’ in S31 believe to be there?”

John’s voice could be heard making an incoherrantly muffled shout through the gag.

“Penny just dropped? Thank you for the confirmation. You know them and they’re been taken for a ride too?” Junior asked looking in the direction of where John was held. v and Junior turned back to his console and smiled for the first time in the conversation.

“Oh he knows and he doesn’t want you to know,” Junior said. The smile faded from his face in the momentary pause. “See, because I’m not a bad person that puts me in a difficult place. Do I take a chance and hope that we come to a deal for the information I hold, or do I simply tell you what’s there and the evil you are about to unknowlingly unleash on the quadrant?”

Junior stopped to wait for Kara’s reaction. He was suspicious of Peter and hadn’t ruled out the possibility that as an Intelligence Officer, he already had knowledge of what was rumoured to be inside the nebula that they were bound for. Both Peter and Kara would be able to tell from Junior’s body language that he was troubled by the decision he had to make. For the first time since communication was established, he appeared agitated and nervious. A complete contrast to the confident and abrassive man that he had been so far.

-Junior

Kara stared silently at the image on the viewscreen before her, her features resisting every pull and demand of her turbulent emotions in determination to mask her current thoughts. This was not real. This scene before her nothing more than a contorted and disfigured chapter in a play that felt impossible to comprehend until the final act.

She risked a glance up at the man by her side. If she were succeeding in keeping her true feelings buried in that moment, then Peter Sigmundsson was a true master of the art. His face remained as stoic and unreadable as she prayed her own appeared. And yet deep in the core of her being, the sickening plummet of her entire life unravelling was beginning to take form.

She had not been able to see the pendant. Did John remain in possession of that most precious of gifts from his former lover? Or had it, like so many other things, fallen into the clutches of Section 31? Reira. He had appeared on the Viking briefly at the turn of her own homecoming. But since that one, tangled conversation, the former drone had disappeared into the ether. Had he even been real? Or merely another haunting borne of her desperate emotions?

“I…I saw Reira, John,” she announced, every atom within her straining to detect his response in the hope that a reaction could offer confirmation that the man shackled before her eyes was truly who Grimshaw claimed him to be. “He…he is well. As well as can be expected, under the circumstances.”

Kara Nakuto

There was an audible but incoferrant “MMMM,” from John.

“I agree,” Junior said looking in John’s direction before turning back to his screen, “The Akaba drone would do well to stay away from this. He has his own issues caused by relatives that are S31. I think telling him his boyfriend is S31 might just tip him over the edge, No?”

“If he’s returned there, that’s another coincidence. Far too many of those now?” Junior looked troubled and in deep thought. He was clearly waying something up.

“I swore an oath to Starfleet and to protect the Federation, I have never broken that oath, despite why I was imprisoned. I could not live with myself if I did nothing knowing the hell you are about to unleash.”

He began tapping on his console and Kara’s console would indicate it was recieving a file. The data stream could be tracked to a much more precise location than the comm stream - the rogue had just knowingly given up his exact position.

“That file if they know it came from me, will get me killed on both sides of this border,” he said, “You want John, you have until either S31 or the Tal Shiar finds me and blow us to bits.”

The transfer complete confirmation appeared on Kara’s console.

“Now if you will excuse me, I have to find a new hidey-hole. You know how to contact me when you’re ready to pick us up. Enjoy your imp hunt,” Junior said before terminating the transmission.

-Junior

OOC: I have no idea what our GM has instore for us - I’m sure that the contents of the file (if you decide to open it) will fuel some IC tension and possible mistrust between our characters.

-Jim

Peter was admittedly surprised by the man’s sudden change in attitude and his decision to reveal his location. He looked to his side at Kara. The sight of the doctor tied up seemed to worry her a great deal. He gently put a large hand on her shoulder and squeezed “We might not be able to go after him until after our mission, Kara.” He spoke in half-whispers “But I can have a few friends check those coordinates, make sure that his trail is covered until we can go after them. We’ll get your friend back. trust me”

Peter

Kara appreciated the reassurance and offered Peter a smile in return, although the confusion and frustration etched across her brow betrayed her still turbulent emotions regarding the spectacle they had just witnessed.

“That wasn’t real,” she stated, flatly. “None of it was real. John McHarrie is not hostage to Grimshaw. They are working together. Although on what I can not even begin to surmise.”

On the terminal before them, the flashing yellow message continued to attempt to draw them in - data packet received. Kara took a step towards the console but at the last moment spun back around to face Sigmundsson.

“How does Akorem Nevin fit into all of this?” she wondered aloud. “Grimshaw was correct that it had been Nevin who suggested I contact McHarrie. His arrival on the Viking was within days of John’s original departure as well. What do you know about our First Officer, Peter?”

It felt like the pieces of a huge and sprawling puzzle had been dumped at their feet without any rules or instructions for how to connect it. And still, the tumultuous churn of anticipation in Kara’s gut refused to subside.

Kara Nakuto

Peter paused for a moment “I wasn’t aware of that.” He started thinking of the Commanders file, he had gotten a more indepth look into the man shortly after they had drinks together not so long ago. Peter started tapping at the screen in front of them, accessing his personal files he opened up the Commanders intelligence record.

Nevin’s file did not have any periods ‘blacked out’. He was an orphan of war raised by Cardassian foster parents who had been exiled from Cardassia. At the Academy he had been noted as shy and nervious and whilst his tutors knew he would make a very good doctor, they didn’t think he would ever perform well in a position of leader ship. Nevin became CMO of the Olympic less than a week after graduating. It was as though the shy and nervous young man from the Academy had experienced an epithany. He had, however simply stepped up as the most senior survivng doctor onboard. Since then he had served well on a number of ships as CMO with nothing out of the ordinary.

Cross referencing the files & service records of those involved would show that Nevin had been assigned to both the Athena & the Odin shortly after Grimshaw had been CMO. It would also indicate that at the time of the biological attack on James McHarrie, Nevin was serving as CMO of the USS Atlantis. McHarrie had requested that the medical teams contact Nevin for advice.

The only time that the three men had served on one ship simoultanously was the USS Semmelweiss. McHarrie was the CO, Akorem was the CMO and Grimshaw was a mission specialist. The Semmelweiss had crossed into Romulan Space on an aid mission and after 2 months returned having been expelled from Romulan Space accused of leading a covert operation and spying. Grimshaw had been left behind having allegedly disclosing details of a covert mission to the Romulans.

More recently, Nevin had served as a medical expert in a case involving poisoning at the academy, where the alleged assailant was Cadet John McHarrie… The same man that was currently on Grimshaw’s ship.

-Akorem

“Nothing of note” He finished the checkup “Except this, USS Semmelweiss. The Mission that got Grimshaw his blacklisting and why I was familiar with him. It’s also one of the reasons I’ve kept such a close eye on the Commander, he’s very young and bright but he’s been involved with a great many mysteries in his short time here” He left the file open for Kara to look at. There was going to need to be a conversation, preferably with all three men stuck in a chair amnd him with a pair of teezers and a wet sock.

CIO

Nakuto stepped forward and studied the file’s details intently.
“Our friend Nevin seems to have a particular interest in cases of poisoning. Something of a specialty of his?”
She stepped back and ran a hand through her raven-black hair before turning again to Sigmundsson.
“Listen, Peter,” she began, “I realise that, as crewmembers on this vessel, we both now report to Akorem in the chain of command and that what I am about to ask puts you in a somewhat difficult position. But…I feel as if I have no other choice. And no other person onboard who I trust as completely as you.”

A tortured sigh was released from the half-Klingon’s throat before she continued with her request.
“I want a tail on our dear First Officer. I want to know what he does when he is off duty, where he goes, who he associates with. He is involved with all of this somehow, I just know it. And believe me, the last entanglement I had with James McHarrie did not end well for anyone onboard.”

She began to pace around the cramped confines of the abandoned quarters.
“So, where do we go from here?” she appealed for further insight from the CIO. “Do we contact James McHarrie and try to determine his current situation? Or do we approach Commander Nevin and sound him out further? Or do we keep it all to ourselves for now and do our own, covert investigations?”

Kara Nakuto


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