SNIP

Vonn swept an arm wide indicating a direction for the forensic scientist to take. Vonn also flicked his hand, and immediately two guards fell into place beside the cell to escort Jebidiah.

Vonn, Head Guard

Jebidiah found their place just behind one of the guards, following them towards the room. They were undeniably curious as to how this would pan out.

Lt. Jebidiah
Forensics

OOC: There was no specific thing that was said about the security cameras, so feel free to be creative.

OOC: Bump!
Trin

As a group they all started walking down the cell corridors before getting to some of the more administrative, secure areas. The presence of cameras, check points to proceed forward, and the guard presence grew heavier in these areas. There weren’t many of them, but it was to ensure the security of certain systems and areas. “So tell me Lieutenant, any ideas so far on what happened to our missing prisoner?” One of the gates that they were waiting at buzzed before it opened and let them through. Though before the gate opened, the slight flicker of a barrier field dissipating could be seen to allowing them to continue walking.

Col. Gunther
Warden

“I don’t believe we are looking at an escape.” The Lieutenant shifted their attention over to the Colonel, their eyes reflecting a certain contemplation about them. “I would assume we are viewing some type of abduction. Judging by the arrangement of the single bedsheet, it seems Miss Statin was either forcefully taken from her position, or somehow managed to slip from her bed, at the time of her escape. However, both would have cause a substantial amount of noise, specifically because of the flooring beneath the bed. With that being said, if someone caught her, Colonel.” Jebidiah remarked, “There would have been no noise pollution. Thus, I am leaning towards a kidnapping. By who? I cannot say. Does she have any connections?”

Jebidiah
Forensics

=^=Bov’ar to Gunther. Come in, Colonel.=^=

Bov’ar Akarel
CO

“Hold.” He said coldly as they stopped at their last checkpoint before being at the security room where they could review. They guards just looked at each other for a moment before the two lead guards turn back around to watch the group as they held their position. He tapped the Starfleet insignia that he had received earlier in response.

=/\= Gunther here Captain, go ahead. =/\=

=^=Gunther, we have a rather intriguing message from an unknown source. I would suggest you hightail your way up here, as soon as possible. Leave the investigation to Major Vonn, I’m sure he can handle it.=^=

Not that he didn’t expect the Captain to reach out while the forensics investigator was there, but the timing couldn’t have been more impeccable. It saved him from answering the Lieutenant right away.

Col. Gunther
Warden

Captain Bov’ar stared at her screen, rereading the message she had received in the form a communique. Furrowing her eyebrows, she rested back into her chair, concern laden features contorted, slightly.

Bov’ar
CO

“Roger that Captain, Oscar Mike.” His response was short and profession, though if one had the background of the Starfleet Marine Corps the last part was more just habit for him. The ‘Oscar Mike’ response indicated that he was already ‘On the Move’. He turned towards the Lieutenant that they had been escorting towards the security room, “Apologies Lieutenant, I’ll be leaving you here. I can assure you that you’re in good hands with Major Vonn here. He can assist you with any request within reason that doesn’t compromise our protocols. If you’ll excuse me..” He gave a small nod of his head before turning back the way they had just come pausing for a moment before the door behind them buzzed and allowed him through before closing behind him again.

The Lieutenant was about to say something in protest to his departure, but they did not have the time to make any sort of a comment, their attention dragged from the point of the Colonel, back around to look for any sight of the major, to see whether or not they could continue this investigation, or if they would have to be forced into a standstill, by simple terms.

Jebidiah

It took a while to get through the checkpoints again and then out of the prison sector of the ship. If they had received an interesting communication the Captain would most likely be on the bridge .. or possibly in her ready room? He headed in that direction and stepped into the turbo lift. Hmm .. wonder what sort of communication was received? Chances are it’s probably encrypted, but we’ll have to figure out how to deal with that. He scratched his head as he thought, leaning back against the bulkhead of the lift. The moment of relaxation was brief as the turbo lift opened, he pushed himself off the wall with his shoulder blades and stepped on to the bridge, looking for the Captain.

Col. Gunther
Warden

OOC: Splitting this into a bridge thread

Trinity

The Breen stood motionless and silent, facing the forensic scientist. Without a word or gesture, he simply turned and began walking to the Command Center.

Vonn, HG

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