Posted by Ensign Saoir (Transporter Chief/Security) in [DipInc] Regrouping in Engineering [Tag Ensign Saoir]

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Saoir watched Nyman leave. Alone now, he knew he had to be even more careful. Every movement had to be precise, every word measured. The Romulan officer’s eyes bore into him, and he felt the pressure of their scrutiny like a physical weight.
He nodded respectfully to the 2nd Lieutenant, “Thank you, sir. I’ll begin my inspection now.”
Moving with deliberate calmness, Saoir started towards the corridor where Munroe had vanished. His eyes gazed over the control panels, making small adjustments, ensuring his actions looked routine and necessary. He was also busy trying to devise a plan to reach Munroe without drawing attention.

As he worked, he thought about the brief, almost imperceptible changes in Munroe’s expression. Something wasn’t right. Munroe’s behavior was off, not just the usual disorientation of someone who had been missing. It was as if he was under some sort of influence or control. Saoir’s heart ached for his crewmate, but he had to keep his emotions in check. Any sign of concern or distraction could be dangerous.
He moved further down the corridor, closer to the room where Munroe had disappeared. He paused at a panel, pretending to adjust a loose connection. His ears strained for any sound, any clue about what might be happening inside the room. The Romulan officer was still watching, and Saoir felt their presence like a shadow looming over him.
“Everything seems stable here,” Saoir said, his voice steady. “But I need to check the power distribution in the next section. It’s critical for ensuring there are no overloads once the main systems come back online.” And without waiting for a response from the Romulan Office, he moved toward the corridor where Munroe went.

Ensign Saoir
(Transporter Chief/Security)

From inside the room there was the sound of all sorts of electrical hums and beeps. One could hear the ducts rumble and atmospheric vents rustle as large amounts of air was being pushed through that room.

As Saior got closer, the officer reached up and put a hand on his shoulder. Their touch felt odd, as if it was sending some sort of energy or wave through the Ensign’s body. But nothing of note came out of it. With a surprising amount of force, however, the officer was able to pull him backward before positioning themself in his path,

“Power distribution?” they questioned, “Are you certain your knowledge of power systems is applicable to our ship? Perhaps you should explain your intended method first.”

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Saoir felt the Romulan officer’s grip tighten on his shoulder, a tingling sensation spreading through him. He masked his discomfort with a calm expression, his mind racing for a plausible explanation.
“Of course, sir,” Saoir replied evenly, maintaining eye contact. “The power distribution systems on your ship are not dissimilar to those on our own. I intend to trace the power lines from the main conduit, ensuring there are no interruptions or surges that could compromise the integrity of your systems. Given the recent fluctuations, a thorough check is crucial.”
He gestured subtly towards the corridor where Munroe had vanished, hoping to direct the officer’s attention. “I am sure the main power junction lies just ahead. I need to access it to perform the necessary diagnostics and adjustments. Any irregularities there could impact the entire grid.”
As the officer stared at him, Saoir knew he had to appear both competent and unthreatening. His movements remained deliberate, his tone steady and professional. He couldn’t afford to give any reason for suspicion.
He nodded slightly as he said “I understand your concerns, sir. Your technology is advanced, but certain principles of engineering and power management are universal. I assure you, my actions are solely to ensure the optimal functioning of your systems.”

Ensign Saoir
(Transporter Chief/Security)

“Yes. I suppose those principles would be universal…” he replied, but made o effort to step out of the Ensign’s path. Instead he turned to his datapad. After a few quick strokes , he pulled up what appeared to be the deck layout overlaid with the electrical systems. Looking up again at Saior, they turned the datapad over for him to see.

The map was cryptic, showing corridors and maintenance tunnels snaking along power supply lines between unlabeled rooms.

“It would be more efficient to access the main power junction through maintenance tunnel 6-A rather than go around the other way. If it is as crucial as you say it is.” He gestured toward a small square hatch, about four feet wide, that was slightly further back down the corridor.

Looking again at the map, one could deduce from their position relative to maintenance tunnel 6-A, they were in a section of corridor running port to starboard. On the forward side of the ship alongside the corridor was a large unlabeled room. On the aft side were several smaller rooms, including the one ahead Monroe had disappeared into.

It was hard to tell from the officer’s expression alone if this redirect was a sincere suggestion or if the he was suspicious of Saoir’s insistence of continuing down that direction. Maintenance tunnel 6-A did appear to give direct access to an area behind these rooms. But beyond them was another perpendicular corridor, running bow to stern. The mentioned ‘other way around’, with it too offering access to the same area as 6-A.

Strictly speaking, the officer was right about the maintenance tunnel being more efficient. Surely, though, this officer also knew where Monroe was working, and it was also possible that this was a way of intentionally keeping them separate. But if this were the case, his reason for doing so was still unknown.

[OOC: Sorry if my navel terminology is mixed I will draw a diagram for ease]

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Saoir’s mind worked quickly, analyzing the situation and the officer’s suggestion. He realized that the officer was right and the maintenance tunnel 6-A was indeed more efficient, however it would take him away from Munroe’s last known location. Saoir needed a convincing argument to stay on his chosen path without arousing suspicion.
“Thank you, sir,” Saoir replied, his voice steady. “However, given the nature of the recent power fluctuations, it’s essential to inspect the primary power junction directly. Any interruptions or surges would likely originate from there, and bypassing the main conduit might not reveal the root cause.”
He glanced at the map on the datapad, noting the layout and the officer’s suggested route. “Maintenance tunnel 6-A is indeed efficient for regular checks. Still, for a thorough diagnostic under these circumstances, I believe a direct inspection of the main power junction is warranted. It’s crucial to ensure there are no underlying issues that could compromise the entire grid.”
Saoir gestured subtly toward the corridor ahead, maintaining his Starfleet professionalism. “I will proceed cautiously and report back immediately if I detect any anomalies. Your ship’s systems are sophisticated, and I want to ensure their optimal performance without leaving any stone unturned.”
The Romulan officer’s gaze was inscrutable, but Saoir held his ground, exuding confidence and expertise. The tension in the air was palpable, and Saoir knew he had to strike a balance between asserting his technical rationale and respecting the officer’s authority.

Ensign Saoir
(Transporter Chief/Security)

The officer squinted in frustration. He was apparently running out of excuses, but for some reason hesitant to outright reject Saoir’s request.

“I’m certain you understand, I still must observe you until… Sub-Commander Marvex,” he said, straightening up as he caught sight of her approaching from behind Saoir. She was the one who had initially assigned him to this section, and was just as busy as ever with that datapad still in hand.

“At ease officer, how are things?”

“Faster than expected thanks to our additional help, ma’am.” he said, gesturing toward Saoir,

“Ah yes, very good,” she said, giving him a brief nod of acknowledgment, “Well, no use wasting time talking, I’m sure you have more productive things to do, Ensign. You may proceed. Lieutenant, a word with you…”

“But ma’am I…” he protested, but she had already taken a few strides in the other direction and was waving him over. He squinted one last time at Saoir before leaving to talk to Marvex.

The two talked quietly, most of their attention appeared to be focused on comparing data. Talking mostly about the power output of the repaired core and what systems they should be prioritizing. Occasionally the Lieutenant would glance up at Saoir, but Sub-Commander Marvex seemed intent on keeping his focus on the task in front of them. It just so happened that through the ambient noise one fragment of the conversation came through clearer than the rest,

“If these numbers are right, don’t you think you should-“

Marvex interrupted, “No, we shouldn’t. If it’s enough to get us to the station I don’t care. We are better off than we were and that’s what counts.”

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