Posted by Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti (Engineer) in Deck Six, Security

Posted by Lieutenant Zoi Haven (Security Officer) in Deck Six, Security

Posted by Ensign M’Nalie Eshenti (Engineer) in Deck Six, Security
Posted by… suppressed (5) by the Post Ghost! 👻

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Security personnel entered the Lounge. One took up residence at each exit and several came over to start talking with the witnesses. Even though Zoi had asked if anyone had seen anything and had gotten responses in the negative, the Security officers would confirm that. Zoi herself took the Cadet and left the Lounge with her.

“The USS Ogawa has no Cadets aboard. Who are you and how did you get on the ship and into the Lounge?” She asked even as she continued to guide the Cadet down the halls. She was going to take her to the Brig.

Zoi, Sec

OOC: Splitting the thread and moving this to security
IC:
The cadet looked confused and stopped in her tracks. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m Cadet Laurie Damiselle. I’ve been on the starbase for six months!” she exclaimed. “And Losa was a friend, and finding him was… was…” Her eyes welled with tears and she swallowed hard.

~Mischief Maker

Zoi’s eyebrows shot up. The girl’s show of emotion was convincing. Though Zoi was moved a little, she could not be kind and compassionate right now. Her job was to keep the ship secure. She tapped her comm badge. =/\=Computer, identify any life signs on board that are not currently registered to the USS Ogawa. Place them on screen next to me.=/\= she requested and turned to look at the screen. She still kept her hand on the girl’s clothing, ready in case she bolted.

Haven, Sec

=/\=There are no such lifesigns are described,=/\= the computer replied.

Zoi frowned. This was troubling.

Damiselle looked rather distraught. “I don’t understand why you’re doing this! You should be trying to figure out what happened to Losa!”

~Mischief Maker

Bump

M’Nalie of course came up after a moment. Big Feline, powerful , tigerstriped. She had of course been on the Ogwa for weeks now. But she had been shoved into quarantine as soon as she steped through the airlock so to speak. The doctor treating her had been so excited at the damn rare specimine in his care he had forgotten to file paperwork on her. A boarding medicals results had as yet not been filed as the doctor composed his notes. So there was this huge tiger stripped feline standing in a dress tunic and a kilt outside of the CNS’s office looking as out of place as was likely possible.

Ensign M’Nalie. Engineering.

=/\= Computer, identify person next to me.=/\=

She turned to the girl. “Who is Losa?”

Haven, Sec

Ooc ; sorry misposted into this thread. M’Nalie is not unknown so not popping up as a result.
Roger.

=/\=Identification not possible. There is no person in close proximity.=/\=

The cadet stammered. “Losa? Lieutenant Amor Losa. He’s the Assistant Chief of Operations. And he’s… my friend,” Damiselle said, even as her cheeks flushed.

~Mischief Maker