Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Heather Argeneau (Chief Engineer) in Engineering then to Tenkiller’s Quarters

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Charles Tenkiller (CoS) in Engineering then to Tenkiller’s Quarters

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Heather Argeneau (Chief Engineer) in Engineering then to Tenkiller’s Quarters
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Tenkiller scowled. Then a thought occured to him. =/\= Computer. Pull all incoming and outgoing correspondence from each of the following personnel for the past one hundred and eighty days. Sort by point of origin for incoming and destination for outgoing. Add in all ship-based comms as well. =/\= He then looked at Argeneau and said “Maybe we can see if there is an oddity in their communications. Otherwise, we will have to move on to surveillance of all of them.”

Tenkiller, CoS

“That would be nice, think we’d get that lucky?” She watched the computer compile the information requested.

Heather Argeneau, CE.

“As my Ma would say> ‘If the Good Lord is willing and the creek don’t rise.’ Fingers crossed. We could make it interesting. Wanna bet on whether or not it works?” he said with a grin.

Tenkiller, CoS

“Depends on the stakes.” Heather smirked. “I like your ma.” she added.

Heather Argeneau, CE

Bump

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“If it works, you buy dinner. If it doesn’t, I cook.” he said straight forwardly. And yeah, she’s amazing.” he added with a wink.

Tenkiller, CoS

Heather actually laughed at that, Though eating food helped to build her own blood naturally she didn’t normally eat food anymore, it’s been more than 100 years since she last ate food really. “Deal.” She smirked knowing her replicator would do the cooking for her.

Heather Argeneau, CE

Tenkiller said “Great.” and waited while the computer compiled the requested information.

Tenkiller, CoS

OOC> We’re waiting on the GM now right?

OOC> Yes, indeed. Probably should just concentrate on Exodus and then pick back up.

OOC: On board.

Bump for GM

Bump

OOC: Are we still waiting for the GM?

OOC: Yep, to tell us if the cross reference worked.

OOC: Shoot… I don’t know how I missed the question.

The cross reference was very curious. But it wasn’t completely successful in the way they thought. What it did detect that one of those people did receive a message from off ship but the reference was deleted and the computer system whined in annoyance that it could not reveal the data - the search caused some sort of progressive cascade failure in the storage unit… revealing another act of sabotage....

Before the computer completely deleted the information. It was able to report that a questionable unidentified message had come almost at the same time as the ship had received their orders from the Admiral to investigate the pirates.

Who ever created the deletion and the back door from the communication and bypassed many of the security systems and communications to the ship would just process straight though without any blocks. Both officers would remember that when the Admiral had first given the ship their orders his communication went though to the bridge main screen without any ‘opening’ of frequencies of the operations officer.

Very apologetic
GM

OOC: No worries at all. Thanks for the info!

IC: Tenkiller looked at the data, what there was of it, and scowled. “Are you kidding me?” and he slid the PaDD over to Heather. “What do you make of this?”

Tenkiller, CoS

Heather accepted the PADD and looked over the information frowning as she did so, “Someone planned this out and it came from off ship or made to look as if it came from off ship.” She frowned looking to Tenkiller.

Heather Argeneau, CEO

Tenkiller frowned himself. “So what we have is someone on board working with someone off ship, and perhaps in the Admiral’s office. I think we need to get the Skipper involved, Chief. And who received the message that deleted itself?” he asked, moving next to Argeneau to look over her shoulder at the PaDD.

Tenkiller, CoS

Who was part of the deleted information… but what was certain one of the people the were looking for in the first wave of names were the guilty party.

GM

Tenkiller looked at the Chief Engineer and said “Can you find out what comm terminals were active when that message was received? Maybe we can cross-check that with where our suspects were at the time the message arrived?”

Tenkiller, CoS

“I can try, do you mind if I use your personal console?” She asked motioning to where he’d worked earlier.

Heather Argeneau, CE

The task was far easier said than done. With all the data destroyed and written over there was only a few bytes of information in regard to user information. Eliminating locations that were far too observable, such as the bridge, there were only two terminals where a message could have been received and programming/re-programming done.

One was the station of Silva Cosner, an biologist assigned to the science department. And Grigor Dado Ivanovic… if one remembered the list of engineers who had been proximal to the dilithum chamber… they would remember his name.

GM

“Well. I was always taught that there is no such thing as coincidences. Lets see what we can find on both of our people, here.” and Tenkiller went and pulled their files for review, along with everyone else those departments to avoid singling them out.

Tenkiller, CoS

There were many details that could be deemed worthy of note, one however would stand out… if either of the officers were aware that the orions might be involved on the planet. Mr. Ivanovic was both from a colony world that was near the Orion sphere of influence, and had family contacts that also worked with/for, the Orion crime syndicate.

GM

Heather frowned, she did not like the idea of Orion Syndicate influencing anyone on this ship possibly endangering the people on board this ship. “I do not like it.” she said annoyed causing her accent to be far more noticable in her voice.

Heather Argeneau, CE

“Nope. Not at all. I think we need to bring the Skipper into this.” he said in a half-statement-half-question manner.

Tenkiller, CoS

Heather frowned, “I would have to agree.” she sighed and shook her head.

Heather Argeneau

Tenkiller nodded and tapped his commbadge. =/\= Tenkiller to Captain Allen. Could you please come to my office as soon as possible? =/\= and then he looked at Heather. “Let’s go, Chief.” and he motioned for her to lead the way.

Tenkiller, CoS

“And here I thought I might get dinner first.” she shook her head hiding the smirk as she sighed and started to lead the way out of the Security Chief’s quarters.

Heather Argeneau, CE

“At this rate, we may have to start with breakfast. And that’s exactly backwards.” he said with a wink as they made their way to the turbolift.

Tenkiller, CoS

Heather laughed softly for two reasons an officer was walking by them, and it was actually funny. “Breakfast is not a bad idea.” She smirked at him as she stepped into the lift with him and let him call the deck needed.

Heather Argeneau, CE

“Bridge.” he said and the turbo lift began to move. He looked at Argeneau out of the corner of his eye. She was rock solid, considering she may have a saboteur in her department. Tenkiller grinned slightly and said “Glad to have someone with me on this that doesn’t get rattled by bad news.”

Tenkiller, CoS

“Wait Computer Locate the Captain please,” Heather requested,

[Captain is Currently in Main Engineering.] the Computers response.

“Engineering.” Heather ordered the lift changing the direction in which they were going as she looked to Tenkiller, “We can talk in my office with the walls up the engineer’s cannot hear us talking.” she told him softly. “Trust me I wouldn’t want to be alone when we tell the Captain that we’ve learned near to nothing about the sabatour.” Heather sighed rubbing her forehead.

Heather Argeneau, CE

Tenkiller grinned slightly. “Not really nothing. Just need some pieces to the puzzle is all. At least we limited our pool of suspects. That’s step one, Chief. Couple dozen more steps and we can throw someone in the brig.” he said, his Oklahoma accent making it sound almost like he was enjoying their predicament.

Tenkiller, CoS