Posted by Colonel Marco Gunther (Prison Warden) in Communications Discussion - Attn. CO

Posted by Captain Bov’ar Akarel (Commanding Officer) in Communications Discussion - Attn. CO

Posted by Captain Bov’ar Akarel (Commanding Officer) in Communications Discussion - Attn. CO
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻
OOC: Thought I’d create a separate topic/cross post so that James could continue with the investigation as Major Vonn and not clutter it up with two things going on at once

IC: “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.

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: Somehow, my eyes glanced right over this! Ignore the other thread. My apologies!!
- Trin

IC: The Captain was situated on the other side of the bridge, her uniform clad form leaned over, watching a scanner for the information that had come up from the detailed observations of the universe around the Swift. Raising her head from where she stood beside a rather attentive human male, she shifted her attention to the Colonel, inclining her head to the fellow Marine, or in her case, ex-Marine. “Colonel, with me, please.” She nodded to a Lt. Cmdr. DH, for them to take the bridge, her gaze quickly thwarted from the silent order, as she flicked her wrist for the man to follow her into the office.

Stepping inside, she made certain the doors were closed behind them, her back to the hissing mechanisms, heading directly towards her desk, where she turned the monitor for the man to see what was upon it. For right now, it was blank, obviously to make certain nobody who came into her office, had any idea of what was actually there. It was a basic move of hiding something in plain sight, but it worked so well, when it came to what she was trying to accomplish. “Please, have a seat, this information concerns you and your officers. And seeing as we both have equal power on this ship, it is best for you to see this, first.”

Captn. Bov’ar
CO

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OOC: No worries!! I also could have sworn I posted a reply to this :O Maybe it was one of the ones I left open and started typing, but then got distracted x_x

OOC: No problem!

IC: Once he noticed that the Captain had noticed him he inclined his head to her as well to indicate his understanding, and followed along towards her ready room. On his way he gave a small nod of respect to the Officer who was now in charge of the Bridge as well. As they entered he took a seat as she requested and rested his forearms on his knees, leaning forward with hands clasped in front of him. “Of course Captain, so .. what’ve we got?” He still seemed somewhat informal, but from his interest at the screen that she swiveled around indicated that he had definitely switched to a ‘work mode’ of some sort.

Col. Gunther
Warden

“Did Vonn ever tell you of his assumptions in regard to the nature of this distress call?” She inquired, taking a seat in her chair, casually leaning against the table until her firearms were fully supporting the upper half of her ectomorphic body. She focused her attention on the monitor, typing a command into the PADD beside her, currently connected and on a synchronization pattern with the larger machine. “Regardless of the fact, he inquired the computer to the possible encryption base of this code, and this came up,” the monitor soon read the statistics give by the computer.

‘Possible sources of encryption protocol are: Star Fleet Intelligence Service - 81%. Andorian Defense Force - 74%. Bajoran Secret Service - 60%. Doun Systems Engineering - 60%.’

“Upon further investigation, he determined that the Doun Systems Engineering had been experiencing legal investigation by Federation Security Forces; with employees also ranging in Intelligence and Security divisions, themselves. He was under the impression that this could possibly be who the distress signal was intended for, specifically, one of their intelligence officers, who may have been sent out earlier that month, for investigation of a classified colony.” She paused, “What I am about to show you us further evidence towards Vonn’s theory, but the information we have now? It begs to change some evidence in our case.”

“Ready?”

Bov’ar
CO