Posted by Lieutenant Commander Aaron Foley (Executive Officer) in Main Sim - Catch of the Day

Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (GM) in Main Sim - Catch of the Day

Posted by Captain Benjamin Gillespie (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Catch of the Day
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“Thank you Captain, it is good to be back,” Aaron said as he stepped up next to Ben. “I think so. It took a bit of convincing but we managed to get them to come back with us. Hopefully we’ll be able to get some information out of them. I didn’t have a chance to talk to them to much before we had to tow them back in. Though the marines might have had a chance to ask a few questions on the ride back.”

As they were talking the hatch to the freighter opened up, and the marine contingent led the crew out.

“Welcome back marines, hope you had a good trip. We are just waiting for the security team to arrive to hand over the crew.”

LtCmdr Foley - XO

The crew of the freighter stumbled out not entirely in control of their own motions as the NPs (Nameless Privates) escorted them out, ready to be turned over to the yellow shirts at any notice.

GM Wombat

“Who is their captain?” Ben asked.

-Ben

Aaron looked over at the crew that was lead out. He noticed a thin man that had a receding hair line.

“I’m not sure Captain, but that is the one who figured that they would try to bluff their way out,” he said pointing at the man. He picked out the weaselly looking man from the view screen and pointed him out. “That one was at least reasonable enough to realize that he couldn’t take on the Trinidad.”

“Maybe we split them up and see who is willing to make a deal first? And who we just throw to the wolves.”

LtCmdr Foley - XO

The two supposed ring leaders were brought to face Ben and Foley, both hanging their heads trying their hardest not to make eye contact with the CO and his XO.

GM Wombat

Braxton looking at them “Eyes up front!” He ordered sharply. Braxton leaned towards the Captain and whispered “Captain with your permission I’d like to interview them individually and see if they’ll talk.”

Harris, CoS

“By all means,” Ben replied to his Chief of Security. He looked at the two ring leaders. “It would be wise of you both to continue co-operating with my staff. I’ve heard that Mr Braxton can be very… persuasive if you do not. Is that clear.”

-Ben

The two soon to be convicts looked any where but the COS or the CO. They looked at their feet, the walls, the ceiling. Finally after their evasive behavior seemed to not be working the first one blurted it. “Look we are just the bag men, alright?! Wasn’t our idea to try and knock over a Federation startbase!”

The second one nudged the first in the ribs, hard, before head butting him. “Shut up, you!” he shouted before being pulled apart by two Security NEs. “Listen,” the second continued, “Just let us go. We don’t want no trouble, you don’t want to have to deal with us, and you wont see any of us ever again, aight?”

GM Wombat

“Then co-operate, and going could be an option that gets laid on the table,” Ben said.

Braxton had walked behind the two to the Brig. He pointed out to his two officers where to hold them. A small five by ten cell holding cell had a bench for a bed and a small sink and toilet. To Braxton, it looks like he’s not gonna get much out of the first man, so he placed him in the cell. Braxton personally activated the force field that was directly adjacent to the cell. Bracton ordered one of the escorts to stay behind and watch him til he returns. The NE officer nodded in acknowledgment . Braxton had lead the second man out of the Brig and into a room nextdoor. Braxton had the other escort guarding outside of the room. Inside the room was a 360 degree angle camera on top of the ceiling in the center of the room and two unmovable chairs and an unmovable table. “Sit down.” He sharply said. “Full name and any rank you currently hold.”

Harris, CoS

Once the COS had entered the brig, Ben turned to his XO. “Does the new owner of the bar rent out those privacy booths?” Ben asked as the continued towards the main promenade.

-Ben

“I’m not exactly sure, I haven’t had a chance to ask. But around here it seems like everything is for sale, you just have to get to the right price. There is only one way to find out.”

“Obadiah Smith,” the man across from Harris said with a small frown. “I guess, uh, what is a good rank?” his eyes darted around nervously as he contemplated the question. “We don’t really got ranks and we keep names to a minimum.”

His partner in crime fiddled with his hands in the cell but was much more reserved in the grand scheme of things. Obadiah was just hired help it would seem, at least at first blush of their behavior.

GM Wombat

LtCmdr Foley - XO

Braxton nodded and made a note of the name in his PaDD. “How long were you with this group?”

Harris, CoS