Posted by Lieutenant Lunan Farrah (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim-HP-4960Z Beamdown location-Outside of town (RETCON)

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—SNIP—

Lunan nodded in thanks and whispered to Ensign Torvalds, “Your grasp of the language in such a short time is… impressive, Ensign.”

-Lieutenant Lunan Farrah: Chief Science Officer-

Torvalds looked over. “We warped here. I spent the time studying, as there was not much to do on the way here. Similar biology, similar linguistic development. I hope that it is more useful in the future than just now.”

“Let’s see if there’s some clues lying about as to what might have happened to our friends,” NE Strong spoke up, “Hopefully something will give us a direction.”

~NE Strong~

• NE Torvalds, Engineering

OOC If it’s not in the packet I do apologize I know I made mention of it in a past post BUT the native language is very much the same as the Polynesian Dialects such as Hawaiian and Samoan

inside the door was what appeared to be a store full of native artifacts apparently the Observation team was actually doing what their cover job was and actually doing archeology while making sure there was no outside influence on these people’s development the main hallway went fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill it was built into behind the sales counter was a hallway with rooms on the right hand side it was quiet and empty in this store at least for the moment

GMT Phoenix

“I recommend some of us keep watch, in case a local decides to pop in here whilst we are conducting our search,” NE Strong suggested.

~NE Strong~

“I’m happy to take the second watch, but for now I’d like to take as many biological and chemical samples as I can.”

-Lieutenant Lunan Farrah: Chief Science Officer-

Adrenaline sang in his veins the moment he materialized, and Kohr took a steadying breath to temper it. Leaning on his walking stick a bit, he peered into every nook and shadow ready to strike. It had been the most practical arrival site, secluded and turned away from the casual observer. The small space had likely been meant for refuse storage or to give the occupants a bit of privacy, but with the way the buildings jumbled together it was difficult to say. Taking a swig from his jug and letting a few drops soak into his clothes, Kohr used his unfamiliar gait to shamble from the alley in search of his crewmates.
—Kohr, Executive Officer—

He would find the Transporter chief had actually set him right next to the building the team was now preparing to investigate so he was already with his team

an NE security officer took up a place by the door freeing the team to investigate fully Now it was just a matter of searching the rooms in this building

GMT Phoenix

“Let’s see what we can find,” NE Strong cautiously headed down the hallway, keeping track of the position of every door, switch and the like as she walked, looking for something out of place.

~NE Strong~

Kohr assisted in the cursory search of the building, specifically any leftover documents that might have been coded. The Klingon half expected to find signs of a struggle or hasty exit, though that would have been too easy. He muttered half to himself, half to the rest of the away team, as he did so.

“It is… unusual for a Starfleet observation team to simply vanish, though given the sensor readings from orbit it might be possible.” He made a wry face as he poked about. “The questions becomes where did they maintain the records of their mission—that may give us a direction, a… lead, I believe the expression is. Do we have any idea whether or not they were last seen here?”
—Kohr, Executive Officer—

NE Torvalds started looking at the items on the shelves, trying to assess if any of them were mechanical in nature. Clearly, the society here had never discovered electricity, but had managed an industrial age equivalent with other means of powering their devices. He was curious as to what the locals considered “archaeology” and what might have been closer to an antique, if only by way of technological advancement.

NE Torvalds, Engineering

The Mar’zek had an early understanding of electricity yet had yet to begin harnessing it As the party began to search the building in detail there was the main room with the shelves of artifacts and antiques a counter for doing commerce and what looked like an early cash register of a sort the counter had glass in its top and front displaying more objects they would find a room that was a bedroom with four beds a Kitchen and eating area and some kind of workshop that looked like it was set up to clean restore and prepare Artifacts and Antiques for sale there was also a bathroom finally there was a door that was locked if this were a shop on earth this might lead to the backroom

GMT Phoenix

Some of the artifacts in the main room drew Lunan’s attention, “Hmm, these metals are fascinating.”
-Lieutenant Lunan Farrah: Chief Science Officer-

“There will be time for metallurgical analysis later, Lieutenant,” Kohr murmured as he moved to investigate the lock, being careful not to disturb the site. He knew all too well from experience that in situations such as they faced, anything could be a clue—even the lack thereof. “Our priority is the recovery of the observation team and the reason behind the Mar’zek’s sudden burst in technology. If you feel it is relevant to the mission, take scans for study as we go.”
—Kohr, Executive Officer—

As Kohr examined the lock he would find it was a very early internal door type lock one that did have a key the keyhole however one was capable of looking through the keyhole next to the door was a chair that looked well used at this point however it also did not look as if there were any signs of the door being forced open on the regular so the Observation team might have a key for the said door it had to be somewhere around the shop

GMT Phoenix

NE Strong observed the XO looking at the lock, “Should we see if we have a key hiding around here for that door sir?” She asked.

Kohr looked up slowly from his crouch, his expression difficult to read. After a moment, he nodded. “Indeed, though if necessary it should not be difficult to force the door.”

Lunan had not known Commander Kohr for long, so felt initially slighted by the instruction, but realised that the Chimera’s new XO was right regardless, “I’ll scan some of these metals and see if they correspond to some of the components used in that lock.” Farrah’s Bajoran earring seemed to twitch as he let his true scientist come out for the first time, tricorder in hand, analytical scan underway.

-Lieutenant Lunan Farrah: Chief Science Officer-

Standing carefully and turning his attention back to the main room of the shop, Kohr’s drank in the scene. Nothing appeared out of place to him, nor hastily arranged. Furniture was in good repair, if worn, and right where he would have expected it to be. Papers were stacked neatly, books tucked on shelves, and artifacts laid about as if expecting an attentive audience at any moment. Even the locked door spoke of thoughtful care, and that tugged at his mind in its own benign way. While he did not wish to make hasty assumptions, it all felt too… normal.

“I do not believe this is where they disappeared,” he growled to himself. Then he turned thoughtfully to Lunan, moving to impose himself between the man’s tricorder and the door to the street. “Can we perhaps calibrate our scans to track them? DNA? Chemicals? Even pheromones?”
—Kohr, Executive Officer—