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Arched brows of shock and disapproval are all that the CMO gets in a response from Frank, but he stays by Naomi’s side as the villian continues to sing like a canary. A small smile of smug self assurance spreads across his features.

• Lt. j.g. Frank Silva, Sci

Stovik frowned,”None of what you have told us explains this. Tell us your movements today and everything you did.” He said as he tried to logically put together this puzzle. The man seemed sincere but his words did not corroborate his injuries.

Healer Stovik

The man sighed, his clean hand raised to his nose bridge and inhaled. He took a moment to ease then calm his growing anxiety before he began.

“I got up this morning and did my normal routine. Grabbed a donut and coffee from the cafeteria as I headed into the office, writing up reports. We had gotten a new sample of rock donated by the Vulcans so I was a bit excited to study it. Our data still lacked proper information. My assistance handled the chemicals used to break down the small sample into its basic components.”

He inhaled, breathing a moment, then continued, “That took most the morning so I headed to lunch. I got the lemon caper pasta, milk, and a few other sides. I decided to return to the animal observation lab.”

Stasky turned to Locke as he spoke, “I witnessed Ms. Locke and one of her superiors, Ms. Holtz, getting into a heated altercation. Ms. Locke was dismissed and I examined the animals’ living conditions. I had concerns over them, but when I brought them to Ms. Holtz, she informed me that Ms. Locke was neglecting-”

Naomi promptly snapped loud enough for the others to hear, “The nerve of that bloody woman.”

Stasky frowned, glaring at Naomi for a moment, and finally continued on.

“I returned to my quarters to write out a report, then locked my PADD up. I left for dinner and returned where I proceeded to open the case and couldn’t find my PADD. I searched my quarters until my fingers began to tingle and hurt slightly,” His nodded to his wounded hand.

“I left to pick up my medication thinking I might’ve hurt it, so I wrapped it on the way out. It just got worse when I arrived. Now… do you understand why I keep telling you I have no idea how this happened? The day was completely normal save for my PADD gone missing.”

-Janice B.

Rachel looked at Stovik “Remind me to ask for more medical staff, this ship fits a crew of less than sixty and the science department is already so huge” Se didn’t seem to be joking “Alright, Stovik please fix up the gentleman for me” the towering woman ordered before looking at the other two scientists “I’m inclined to believe the mans story” She said with a sigh “I think now is the time to bring in the armory folk. If what he says is true it appears that whatever he came in contact with unknowingly might be direcly related to your missing chemicals, it’s time to start a search”

Dr. Grey - CMO

“I would see if his padd could be located as well. Ship’s sensors may be able to lock onto his padd’s signal as it should be coded to him. It could be the substance was on his padd as well, I will take a sample from his hands to see if it is the missing substance. ” Stovik said as he turned and gathered the materials he would need to treat the man. Before he began to work on the man’s injuries he used a swab to take a sample from the man’s hand. He would need to find out what substance he had last been in contact with. He then washed the man’s hands with a saline solution to remove any lingering substance. He then coated the man’s hands with a healing salve of his own making before bandaging them.
“You will need to leave this on for 24 hours, ” He said to him as he completed his task.”Then you can remove the bandages.” Once he finished the treatment he took the sample swab over to a lab counter and began to perform the necessary tests to find out what the substance was.

Healer Stovik

Frank frowns at something the CMO says but speaks nothing to the superior officer. Looking around, however he lets out a sigh and folds his arms behind his back inspecting the comings and goings of the Sickbay. Finally, unable to hold his tongue any longer he mutters under his breath, “Well this -is- a science vessel. Makes sense that a significant portion of the crew are scientists.”

Frank Silva, Science

Rachel simply laughed at the man’s pissy comment “Hah” She patted the botanist on his shoulder “It’s a shame this significant portion doesn’t have better liars or investigators” She said in a very jesting manner and a predatory smile as she moved to the Comm panel [O]Sickbay to the Armory, Could you send someone over to assist with a very entertaining mystery[C]

Dr. Grey CMO

OOC: You’ll have to cross post if you want an answer:)

Krys

OOC: THis takes place outisde the main sim time I reckon, I’ll just contact someone OOC to let them know.
Hjortur

OOC: This Side Sim is an independent, mini mystery story of mine. It has nothing to do with any other Side Sims or the Main Sim because no connections were discussed with me about it. It’s not even a positive it’s running around the same time as the other threads because of time being very flexible and fluid here. So I’m a little confused to why there needs to be a cross-post for a reply. If needed, I can insert an NE armory officer.

-Janice B.

OOC: There isn’t, that was at least supposed to be my point. Let’s give it a day or two before creating an NE.
-HI

OOC: Though I think it’s been about a week now. Should I keep waiting or go ahead and put in the NE now?
-Janice B

IC: Stasky nodded. He was relieved people were starting to believe him finally as he allowed the Vulcan healer to care for his hand. The man couldn’t help the slight trembling that budded, his breath inhaling and exhaling softly. It was a reaction brought on by anxiety which pulsed through him. After Stovik finished up, Stasky listened to the recommendation causing him to state something he feared was true.

“I suppose I’m relieved from duty until it’s healed?”

As the computer read the residue, it confirmed the chemical was traces of hydrochloric acid. The amounts were very small which explained the delayed deterioration of the skin. It seemed to be evidence that the Science officer’s PADD might’ve been laced with it, but that could be only confirmed when they found the item itself and tested it.

Naomi groaned inwardly at the mention of bringing in the armory group. This wasn’t something she wanted. She didn’t need strangers interrogating her about her actions for the last twelve hours and giving her a headache, her fingers reached up to rub away the stress.

“This is turning into a huge headache for some simple information over a missing chemical,” Naomi complained, “Why did I lose that bet to do the paperwork?”

After rubbing her temple a moment longer, she turned to the CMO and the healer.

“Well, you got a place I can sit while we wait for the armory officer to get here? I’m pretty sure they will want to question everyone involved.”

–ENS Naomi D. Locke, Sci

Rachel indicated to any of the three Examination beds all of which were unoccupied “You know I don’t think I’ve had these many people in my Sickbay for a long time now.” She looked at the now-injured scientist and the Vulcan next to him and smiled absentmindedly.

Dr.Grey - CMO

Frank seemed to be becoming increasingly less interested in socializing with the brash Dr. Grey, but as Locke was more or less in charge the older man continued to wait to receive instructions, occasionally fiddling with something on his jumpsuit.

Frank Silva, Science

Naomi sighed, accepting the nearest one. She plopped herself onto the soft, gel-like surface while she waited. Minutes seemed to slip into hours thanks to her boredom. After a bit, she turned to Silva and asked, “Why do you think someone would want the chemical, you suppose?”

Though the question was directed at him, she had said loud enough for anyone nearby to hear.

–ENS Naomi D. Locke, Sci