USS Leviathan
side-sim AARM Maintenance Bay
After the staff meeting Casela left and headed to Fenrir’s maintenance bay. She was seething. Someone had changed his alert program. She walked into the bay and looked around at the NEs. Forget being Betazoid, she was doing this the old fashioned way. It would scare them more. “Fenrir, I need you to shut down for awhile so I can run some maintenance checks on your system.” She saw one of the NEs poke another in the side. “Don’t even think about going anywhere.” She stepped back out and across to one of the lockers and began putting her weapons into it and then she closed and locked it.
She reentered the bay. “Who was on duty in here today?!” her voice lashed out. The NEs looked at each other. “Okay let’s do this, how about I run the security tapes and find out?” She went and pulled the maintenance roster for the day. She had left the iso chip that Manhattan had given her so that Fenrir’s programming could be updated. She looked around for the chip. She found a chip and when she plugged it in and started looking at it, the programming was wrong. Someone had altered the programming. This wasn’t the chip Manhattan had given her. She turned back to the NEs. “One of you want to explain why there is altered programming on this chip for the AARM?” Not one answered. Casela clenched her jaw, her fist clenching. She narrowed her eyes pinning them in place. She pulled up the security footage. “I’ve seen enough.” NE Johnston was the only one who had been working on Fenrir that day
=^=Lt. Synthi-er to Cmdr Rauuhl and M. Cpt Manhattan. I need you both in the AARM maintenance by immediately=^=
She looked over at the 4 NEs. “If I found out you knew about this…” she let the sentence hang in the air, “Get back to work.” She left the bay turned right and into the parts room. “NE Johnston, It’s your luck day. Get back into the AARM maintenance bay, Now!” Casela ushered the now sweating NE Johnston back into the bay. She stood in the doorway leaning against the frame, simply staring him down until Rauuhl and Manhattan arrived.
Lt. Synthi-er, CNS/Ticked off KAI9 handler