(OOC: sorry if I read something wrong but I thought there was both a recording of the incident as well as the message. Let me know and I can change it if needed.)
IC:

Nyman replayed the recording again and again. Eyes locked on and taking notes the entire time. Timestamp and assailant actions: aggressive acts, maneuvers, hand signals, gestures. He had given each figure an Alpha-Numerical designation so as to better keep track of each individuals’ movements.

There were several pieces of information he was looking for. Patterns. The meaning of any gestures or signals they were using. Who appeared to be leading, and who was following. How was their group divided, if at all? Were there specialists who seemed to be focusing on other things rather than attacking? Were they targeting key parts of the facility, or was it haphazard destruction?

“Computer, pause,” the Commander said, taking a break to consciously blink a few times. Human eyes got tired very quickly. Plus they only had two of them, which means they were working twice as hard.

Nyman took a sip from the water on the desk. It was slightly unnerving, if he thought about it for too long, how easily he was able to slip back into this kind of intelligence work. The analysis, dissecting evidence, trying to get into the mind of an assailant. Add interrogation and memory absorption techniques, and it was what basically he had been originally trained for. In truth, though, behavior analysis was only a few steps away from counseling. The only real difference being motivation. Perhaps that’s why he adapted so well to being a counselor.

|Lt. Cmdr. Nyman, Diplomatic Officer / CNS|