Posted by Lieutenant Commander Collin Harding (Chief Medical Officer) in Gully’s quarter’s

Posted by Lieutenant Sural (Chief Engineer) in Gully’s quarter’s

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Pretha Oberon (Chief Security Officer) in Gully’s quarter’s
Posted by… suppressed (5) by the Post Ghost! 👻

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Inside the quarters, unbeknownst to the outside personnel, Gully was pacing. His mind racing with what to do next. A voice spoke softly, “You were supposed to be subtle. You almost got the device discovered as well as aroused suspicion on this ship.” Gully jumped and ducked behind a piece of furniture as the Feminine voice continued softly, “You know the penalty for the failure here.” A slim hand reached out and offered a device. “Show your loyalty to the Empire, Gully. Prove that you are still one of us.” Gully stood and walked over to the woman and allowed her to place the device on his chest. He tried to hold back the tears as the agony spread through his entire body. His screams loud enough to be heard outside and in neighboring units as his body felt as if it was burning. The pain swelled up within him stark and sharp. His eyes felt like they were about to boil before the pain stopped as instantly as it started.

The feminine voice spoke pleasingly, “Good. Now that the proper punishment has been applied you can be extracted for debrief. Our other agent is already in place to finish your job.” She watched Gully heave with ragged breaths. She backed into the shadows again and disappeared, leaving Gully to lie on the floor broken and crying.

-GM

Pretha came around the corner as the screaming died down. It was evident from those nearby that it had been more than a simple scream. “D’Vash…” she said as she pulled her phaser and moved up on the door. “You ready?” She glanced at him wishing she could push him aside and do this on her own. But he was XO first, and her companion second. And were roles reversed, she wouldn’t want him putting them above their jobs.

D’vash was punching in hiss override code as Pretha entered the area, keeping his fingered poised above the last digit. He nodded that he was ready. He wanted to be first through the door, but at this time was unarmed. Besides, this is what security was trained for. Still, he wished Pretha wasn’t going through first, BUT, she was the security chief and it was her job.

She glanced at the others security NE that came around the corner at the same time she did. “You, cover the XO.” She glanced at D’Vash and hoped he understood. “When we open the door, I’m going to talk to him.” She glanced at the XO once more, “Where do you want us to take him, Sir? My suggestion is either the holding cell in the brig or medical behind a shield.” She didn’t like the idea of him ending up anyplace vital. Both of her suggestions left him only a single console panel access and that was easily locked so he had no access.

Pretha
CoS

“Take him to the brig.”

=/\=Harding to XO. The blood in the turbolift was Gully’s. It’s confirmed the person in his quarters isn’t him.=/\=

A few minutes later the computer’s voice spoke throughout the corridors. However, instead of the normal voice that everyone had become accustomed to, a deep booming male baritone resonated throughout, “USS Olympic Command Codes transferred. Computer systems locked to command staff only. All personnel report to duty stations for assignment.”

-GM

Pretha frowned and looked at D’Vash, “Did that message get set on repeat? I thought we already moved everyone to duty stations?” The Command Code transfer announcement nigged the back of her mind as well. Why would that be announced?

Pretha
CoS

Harding, CMO

The XO was surprised but didn’t let it show. “Let’s worry about that after we get ‘Gully’.

“Go,” he said to the security team as he hit the last digit on the override code.

Odinson (XO)

They would find the door opening to a bunch of stacked furniture and see beyond it Gully lying motionless on the floor. No signs of struggle present, but clear signs of trauma to the man due to the slight bluish tint of his face.

-GM

Knowing the security team would assess and take care of any immediate threats in the room, D’vash rushed to Gully’s side and felt for a pulse in the man’s neck.

=^=Medical team to Ens. Gully’s cabin, immediately.=^=

After the call, he looked up and assessed the situation in the room. . .

Odinson (XO)

While Pretha’s gut was to rush to the XO’s side and assist, she knew the safety of everyone depended on far more. She and the other security officer each took one of the side rooms. Pretha opened the small closet in the bedroom and made sure to look on the opposite side of the bed. The other officer took the dressing and bath room.

If everything was clear, she’d come back to Odinson’s side. “Sir… is he…?” She left the word hanging. It wasn’t like it needed to be said. He either was, or wasn’t. She nodded to the security officer as he came out of the other room. “I want engineering and science down here on the double. I want every console in here checked for proof anyone besides Gully accessed them and I want copies of the last few personal logs. As well as any other logs pertaining to this room.” The man nodded and tapped his comm as he exited the room, engineering responding to his hail as he trailed out of hearing range.

Pretha
Security

=^= Hillchurch here. Does this o-override the alert message to remain at stations? =^= He sounded confused. =^= I mean .. the Chief has been tagged for punishment for asking a question to the computer. This would be a .. biggie. =^= This he replied not knowing that the order came from anyone other than a general security person.
- Sural for Hillchurch

Collin had been on his way to the brig to meet the imposter when the call for medical came in. He called for a nurse to meet him at the Ensign’s quarters and changed his trajectory. Upon arrival he took in the scene in front of him, his attention zeroing in on the prone form on the ground.

Tricorder unfurled he knelt across “Gully’s” body from the XO.

“Did you see what happened?” he asked as he took the man’s vitals.

Harding, CMO

Gulley’s face would have a bluish tint, triforce readings show a harsh drop in blood oxygen. Large amounts of toxin enzymes produced from adrenal glands during duress and the electrical signals between nerves firing randomly as they try to desync from an over fired state all across the body.

-GM