Posted by Cadet Benem d’Qorvos (Security Officer) in Main Sim - Holodeck

Posted by Lieutenant Kyle Anders (Chief of Security) in Main Sim - Holodeck

Posted by Captain Emmeline Davis (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Holodeck
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”=/\= Aye, sir =/\=” Henry replied, jogging from his post to the nearby turbolift. Hmm he thought. Might need some help. But with no other security officers on his deck, the Cadet instead contemplated the security closet next to the turbolift. After a moment, he shook his head, remembering what he was taught in the Academy. Phasers are a last resort, not an alternative method.

Entering the turbolift, Henry said “Deck 5,” and moments later the doors opened. Stepping out, eyes darting around, he moved towards the Holodeck, unsure of what exactly he was looking for. Tribbles weren’t a common occurrence, or even one he’d been trained for.

~ Cadet Henry Rodier - Security

It was Benem’s first unsupervised shift on the bridge since he’d come aboard the Challenger though not at the post he’d hoped for. From the Tactical station, Ben looked longingly at the conn, with all it’s fine navigational and helm controls… His thought’s were interrupted by his Department Head, Lieutenant Anders. He gave his fellow Cadet a moment to finish before Ben tapped the badge on his chest, =^= This is d’Qorvos, initiating scan of Deck Five. =^=

He quickly tapped his way through the scan setting and set the ship to being an internal sensor sweep on all bands and compare it to other sweeps run over the last twelve hours. As the scan began and the computer began to compile the data, Benem linked the computer to his tricorder, so he could see the results on the move. “Do you mind taking over for a moment?” he asked one of the other cadets who agreed. “Thanks! Keep the link with my tricorder open.”

Set up, he headed towards the turbolift. =^= Deck Five, Holodecks. =^= A few seconds later he was stepping out of the sliding doors and making his way towards Anders, his eyes glued to his tricorder, very much not watching where he was going…

-Cadet d’Qorvos [Security]

The results of the scan soon came back, revealing that there were approximately nine life signs on the Challenger that resembled tribbles.

Tribbles are an opportunistic sort and they couldn’t resist the chance to claim another willing victim. Another ambulatory fur ball wiggled in front of d’Qorvos just in time to send him flying across the entrance of the holodeck. As if to add insult to injury, the holodeck doors slammed shut behind him before anyone could react, trapping the four crew members inside.

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Kyle whirled, “Son of a- Computer, end programme.”

-Lieutenant Kyle Anders: Chief of Security-

His attention was on his tricorder, which was in the process of identifying where all nine lifeforms were. With any luck they would all be on the holo–Ben stepped on something… something soft that flinched and screeched in surprise the moment the trill put his weight on top of it. Without even thinking Ben pulled his foot up, immediately losing his balance and sending his toppling into the holodeck, crashing into Henry, “Whoa! Sorry, Rody!”

Though he heard the holodeck doors close behind him he didn’t think they were trapped–at least not yet. His attention instead was drawn to WantsToGolf, the young woman that had summoned them all here. Ironically, none of them were medics or scientists or even engineers, all of whom would have probably been more helpful dealing with a wounded officer, tribbles and holodeck troubles. Nevertheless, they were Starfleet Officers, and they would make do no matter what the situation. Speaking of which… he turned to Anders.

“Lieutenant, initial scans indicate nine tribble-like lifesigns on deck five,” he informed the Chief of Security, who was attempting to end the program. Ben’s fingers tapped at the luminescent buttons of the tricorder, “I’m trying to get a fix on their exact locations…”

-Cadet d’Qorvos [ Security ]

Unable to maintain his balance, Ben’s weight pushed Henry to the floor. With a grunt, he lifted himself back to his feet, glancing at his fellow Cadet. “Ben? Oh, right, forgot it was an all-call.” Rodier was about to ask his friend if he was okay, seeing as he could feel an ache in his own ankle where Cadet d’Qorvos had landed an unfortunately-placed knee. But with many things happening around him, he chose to prioritize, and instead walked over to WantsToGolf.

Pushing the troublesome tribble out of the way, Henry said “Miss WantsToGolf, are you all right? Where does it hurt?” He wasn’t exactly sure what to do once the woman told him where it hurt, seeing as all he had on him was in his standard security pack, which wasn’t exactly designed around medical procedures. But he knew it was his duty, if only to stop WantsToGolf’s incessant moaning.

~ Cadet Henry Rodier - Security