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Posted by Fleet Captain Ryder Lawrence (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Main Sim - On The Surface
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Paris clapped her hands sarcastically a few times. God I love you Seph, she thought trying to hide a smirk. That was the problem with clandestine missions like this where people did not have enough information. Paris was actually really interested in hearing Ryder’s reply. Except for knowing they were supposed to find a few wandering and lost Starfleet officers, Persephone asked all the same questions Paris had in her office a few hours back. Her happy go lucky nature was what initially drew Paris to Seph, that and the fact they shared a room for a period of time. Her honesty and integrity, however, was what Paris realized made her admire her friend so. “and for the record,” Paris said with a hint of a smile, “you do run circles around me with the scientific mumbo jumbo…but that is it. I am far superior in just about everything else.” The comment was meant to be both praise, a bit of teasing, and a show of solidarity to her friend. Paris would follow orders and obey any command from Ryder unless it involved being detrimental to her friend. Paris hoped Seph could read between the lines of her last sentence and know it silently meant she would have Seph’s back before covering some strangers.

Lt. Commander Paris Carisi, CoS

Ryder looked from both Paris to Peresphone, then crossed his arms. He was slightly stunned at both their responses, but knew he wasn’t going to accomplish the mission if he didn’t inform the Science Officer. Afterall, he would need her help. Frederics would have Ryder’s head on a silver platter if he revealed the mission, but she couldn’t touch Commander Carisi.

“Tell her.....” The Fleet Captain said, turning to the Security Chief.

Lawrence

Seph laughed and rolled her eyes. This was a common battle between her and Paris. But in Paris saying it, it comforted Seph and calmed her slightly. Had Paris been upset at her, that would have been different.
When Lawrence nodded at Paris to tell the scientist what was happening, it actually surprised Persephone. “Thank you,” she nodded to Lawrence. “You have my confidence, I swear it.”

Obviously it was a trust issue that had been keeping the third wheel in the dark. Whether it was Lawrence’s trust in her, it someone else’s, she didn’t know. But she’d definitely do better if she knew what was going on.

Lt Seph Milestone
CSO

“Oh you mean the minimal amount you told me,” Paris said a bit sarcastically. Part of it was to lighten the tension of the situation but the other part was to let Seph knew Paris wasn’t holding anything back. “So we are looking for some lost officers off the record. The away team with Commander Black does not know we are down here nor what our mission is. We are to find the missing officers and return the ship and act like nothing happened. Now where they are I have no idea. That is all Ryder,” Paris said as the turbo came to a stop. “Fifth floor, music, ladies outerwear and a clue to finding our lost sheep,” Paris quipped as the doors opened.

Lt. Commander Paris Carisi, CoS

“If I had any idea where they were..... we’d be there already…” The Fleet Captain immediately shot back. Ryder stepped out of the lift once the doors opened and looked around. From his view, it didn’t appear as if anything was out of the ordinary. He did wait, however, for the two ladies to continue their verbal onslaught.

Lawrence

OOC: Just for clarification, Lawrence’s “side” mission from Admiral Frederic should be noted as not the priority mission. Lawrence should still be able to describe finding the Ambassador as the priority mission.

IC:

Though the embassy had a security like feeling to it, it was certainly decorated in opulently. One could only summarize the oddness and conflicting nature of it.

Once they arrived at the main office to the Ambassador at the top floor, they used their security codes to unseal the office. The computer had an indication on where the missing Ambassador was last located. There was a detail history of the embassy in the computer, and for anyone security minded, would discover since the embassy’s establishment, robbery of the embassy had happened multiple times. Detail notes indicate that in order for the embassy to operate, sufficient gold press latinum was required to be used and stored at the embassy – leading to a high-security secure vault within the embassy. Being that the Federation didn’t deal with currency usually, it was one of those cultural shifts that required a new way of thinking – or rather old way of thinking from humanity’s past.

No record of the two missing officers were located on file unfortunately. Lawrence had the option to temporarily assume the position of Ambassador and re-open the embassy if he wished, and try to use the embassy’s resources to get the current Ambassador who had gone into hiding. There was a detailed record of Embassy personnel, any of which Lawrence could contact and ask to help too.

GM

Seph listened to them describe what was going on and then followed them to the Ambassador’s office.

She was no good with the computer but once they were in, she listened the half murmurs of the other two as they went back and forth about the missing men. As Seph heard them both growl about the lack of information on the two missing crewmen, she frowned and leaned her hip on the desk. “I’m curious. We have two missing crewmen, but this is the place you came to look for them? Why an abandoned building on a planet full of people?” This time she looked straight at Lawrence. “What is it that made you come here as your first stop to look for the missing crewmen?”

She was looking intently at him. It wasn’t an accusatory tone that filled her voice, but a thought provoking one. What was his thought process behind ‘this’ choice? She was a scientist. She wanted to know how he was approaching this so she could either follow the path a little faster, or think of a completely different one to follow.

If Paris was listening, she would certainly recognize the tone of Seph as it shifted. Her old roommate often used that voice when trying to get Paris to think out a problem, or remember where she had left something she was missing.

Persephone