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Walker’s scan showed that the brace coil had pierced the pericardium and gone right through the aorta. But it was not a straight piercing as one would expect with a driving impact injury. No, the coil had twisted and looked like it had moved upwards slightly, tearing through the the surrounding tissues.

~Mischief Maker

“Well, it was quick, at least,” Brad said quietly. “And not likely an accident, judging by that twist,” he added. He only had the minimal Medical Examiner’s qualifications - just enough to be a Department Head on a starship, honestly - but from what he could determine, this was almost definitely a homicide.

She called for security NE’s to come to the Lounge to take statements. The last thing she wanted to do was to let go of the self identified cadet. Her eyes took in the scene now that she had the young woman by the collar. How could the young man have died. “You.” She said to the Cadet as she pulled them away from the dead body. “Stay with me.”

Then to the room at large, she asked, “Did anyone see what happened to Ensign Hart?”

Haven, Security

“No, Ma’am. The lights went out when the ship lurched. When they came back on …he was like that.” Adrian Sorel said from where he stood quietly accepting treatment from one of the medical personnel.

Nurse Clank cleared away the blood from the wound and began applying the dermal regenerator to Adrian’s temple.

Adrian Sorel

Adrian Sorel gave the nurse a small smile and nod of thanks as he watched what was going on with the dead officer. He chewed his bottom lip as he watched wondering idly why someone would want to kill the man. In all the years serving on ships with his mother he had never seen violence like this before.

Adrian Sorel

Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Bump for GM

Brad consulted his tricorder again, to confirm the body’s identity. He didn’t recognize him, but even on a small ship, that wasn’t unusual, since his job was now mostly administrative and he didn’t perform many physicals.

Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

“Oh, Losa,” Cadet Damiselle said softly, her face stricken with grief.

The body was identified as being Ensign Branson Hart from the engineering department.

~Mischief Maker

=/\=Doctor Marshall to Doctor Walker. Is Jarvis authorised to perform surgeries? Given his past?=/\=

-Dr Drake Marshall

=/\=If he’s being properly supervised, yes,=/\= Brad replied. =/\=Why?=/\=

=/\=XO’s daughter came in, ruptured spleen and associated internal bleeding. He’s not doing anything wrong per se. He’s just taking his time. I ordered the nurse to give me a full report on the surgery and Jarvis’ conduct. If Ms Brooks codes, I’m taking over.=/\=

-Dr Drake Marshall

=/\=Crap. Alright, watch him closely, you’ve got my backing to do what you need short of killing him,=/\= Brad replied.

=^= Taylor to Walker. Report Doctor.=^= Willows voice interjected at the same time as Drake’s did.

=/\=I can confirm one fatality in the lounge, Captain,=/\= Brad reported. =/\=Fortunately, or unfortunately I suppose, it doesn’t appear to have been directly caused by our misadventure. We’re looking at some sort of homicide down here. Security is investigating as well. The victim is Engineering Ensign Branson Hart.=/\=

Willow Taylor
CO

Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Lt. Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff