Posted by Lieutenant Commander Skye Harper-Ryan (Counselor) in Main Sim: Briefing Room

Posted by Commander Kaylee Adrie (First Officer) in Main Sim: Briefing Room

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Torias Paron (Chief of Security) in Main Sim: Briefing Room
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Turning the bridge over to the next senior officer, Kaylee made her way to the briefing room she had indicated for the meeting. The first one there, she set a PaDD down by the chair to the immediate left of the head of the table, leaving room for Rixan when she was able to join them. Collecting a cup of tea from the replicator, she sat down and waited for the rest of the senior staff to make their way to the room.

Adrie, XO

Paron arrived not long after with Mason Lardon, the guest from the people they were working with and offered a seat. “Would you like a drink, Mr. Lardon?” Paron asked kindly before taking his own seat.

Lieutenant (J.G) Torias Paron, CoS

Mason entered a moment after Paron. His eyes first scanned along the row of windows that looked out over Earth’s orbit and space before focusing on the Commander. Making his way over to greet Adrie and, like with Paron, extended his hand. “Mason Larden of MagCor. Please call me Mason. I get far too much ‘Mr Larden’ in the office.” At Paron’s question he thought for a moment. “A mango lassi please, chilled.” He smiled at Adrie. “I was introduced to that last Christmas and, after coffee, is my go to.” After another pause he remarked, “I do apologize for this grim business being sprung on you like this. I was anticipating a transport with a couple of detectives to spend the next few days of travel with playing cribbage.”
- Mason

As the door to the briefing room slid open to reveal Paron and Larden, Kaylee slid her chair back and got to her feet. She side-stepped around the table to make her way to the pair and extended her hand to meet Larden’s. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” she responded to his greeting with a smile. “I’m Commander Adrie, the first officer of the Endeavour. Captain Rixan had to step out for a moment but she will join us when she can.” She paused for a moment as her smile morphed into more of a smirk. “You can call me Kay.” She paused to allow him to extend his beverage order and nodded her thanks to Paron for ensuring their guest was comfortable. “I’m sure we can find some cadets that are well-versed in cribbage,” she commented. “But we’re happy to transport you along the way.”

Mason presented a hawkish smirk at the offer of crib partners. “Thank you, Kay. I do warn you ahead of time. I am quite competitive at cribbage. I have four siblings and our father applied chores on the basis of our crib playing with one another.” He chuckled, setting his case down on the table next to his drink. Flattening his palm against the top he allowed it to cycle through an identification process. “We all are in discussion on whether that was some form of abuse, though we are all bloody good crib players.” There was a beep and he lifted his hand.

Kay made her way back to the briefing table and indicated the seat across from hers. As Paron returned with the chosen beverages, she noted the rest of the senior staff slowly making their way into the briefing room and getting situated with their own drinks of choice. After giving them a few moments to converse and socialize, she got to her feet at the front of the room.

“Good morning, everyone. We’ve received our next mission. We’re heading to a mining station on Beta Aurelius 2 to investigate the murder of the sheriff there.” She chose to leave the information regarding the primary suspect out for now, to allow the relevant crew members to make their own conclusions. “Mason Larden,” she paused and indicated the gentleman across from her, “is here as a representative of the Magnus Corporation who owns the mining station. Mason, do you have anything to add?”

Adrie, XO

Skye walked in at that point in the conversation. She nodded her head briefly to Adrie and walked quietly to a seat. Sinking into it she looked around the room and tried to get caught up on the conversation.

Harper-Ryan
CNS

Kaylee took a moment from her briefing to smile softly to Harper-Ryan as she entered before returning her focus to the representative from the mining company.

Adrie, XO

“More for Mason, but do we have any details that we already know in regards to this murder, any leads that we can follow up, or any that have led to dead ends so we can focus on those that haven’t already been explored,” Paron asked turning to face Mason as he drank his own coffee.

Lieutenant (J.G) Torias Paron, CoS

“I will let you be the judge of that, Lieutenant,” Mason said. he pointed to the viewscreen in the room and said, “May I?”

Kaylee opened her mouth to answer the question with what she knew from the briefing, but she decided against it given the presence of a more firsthand source here. She also turned her attention to Mason and took a sip of her tea as she waited to hear what he had to see and whether it matched up with the commodore’s briefing.

Adrie, XO

Skye poured herself a drink of water as she too turned her attention to Mason. She sipped and considered him carefully,

Harper-Ryan
CNS

Linking to the viewscreen from his case, the first image was that of the Magnus Corporration insignia that matched his pin. “The mining station on Beta Aurelius 2 has been operating for over a century. Such mining has encountered peaks and dips, however it has never ceased to function. The world, or rather moon, has a nearly 92% metallic constitution and is a primary supplier of base and refined metal for the Starfleet shipyards.” He paused as an overhead view of the facility was displayed. It looked much like a spider with two large central ‘buildings groups’, each with towers likes spines jutting from it. Eight broad feeder constructions that looked like legs from the ‘spider’ ended in another tower like facility. “The make up of the facility has not changed much since it’s construction.” He pointed to the larger of the main building groups. “Ore is processed here and loaded onto freighters. There are some 3,000 employees and support workers here. The Sheriff was principally an investigator and bouncer as it were, taking care of incidents such as brawls and small theft. There was only himself and a deputy. Any other ‘legal’ overseers was in the hands of the foremen who themselves oversaw their squads of workers.”

The next shot was that of an airlock. “This is where the incident happened. Why the Sheriff was in this particular area we still do not know. He was found in this airlock that had been depressurized. The deputy, one Willis Kramer, was found sitting on the deck near the controls babbling. In custody he admitted to depressurizing the airlock, though we don’t yet know why.” The image of the deputy came up. He was in his late twenties, cornflower thin hair sitting straight, blue eyes and freckled on an oval face.” He paused for any inquiries.
- Wookiee