<div dir="auto"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">NRPG: These have been so much fun to write. Norman, jackie ,  Alistair and Robbie, you guys are rockstars. Dont worry though. This is just the beginning....</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Rpg:</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Day: 2</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Stardate: 2445.12.02</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"> </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(USS Exeter - CTO Office  - aCOO Ensign Paul Sleeford &CTO/3O Lieutenant Ravok - 0822)</span></p><br><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Ravok singled for Ensign Sleeford to be brought in.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Walking into the security office, Sleeford noticed the blue lights on the wall, raising his eyebrows slightly as he stood in front of the desk and waited.  ~So a formal interview, interesting ~</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">When Sleeford walked in, Ravok stood up.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Hello Ensign sorry for the wait. It's been a long morning."</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Looking at Ravok, Sleeford shrugged slightly, as a former security officer he knew how to play the game from both sides, something was going on, T’kel could hardly meet his eyes, for a Vulcan that was nearly a shout out that he was distressed, smiling slightly, Sleeford assumed that someone had complained about something he’d done or said.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Please have a seat." Ravok said.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Taking the offered seat, Sleeford, placed his hands in his lap and waited. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Before we begin I must let you know that this is being recorded. Of at anytime you wish to say anything off record please tap the button next to your right hand. " Ravok instructed.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Nodding Sleeford looked at the wall, “I noticed the lights as I walked in. So may I ask what this is about?”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Ensign Sleeford what can you tell me about your last conversation or direct interaction with Commander Tyko Nix?" Ravok asked.</span></p><br><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Laughing Sleeford shook his head, “That man has a nasty habit of causing trouble. He came by the Ops office yesterday morning around 10 am, sat down calm as you please and tried to get into my face. Started by taking a dig about my move to Ops, something along the lines of it costing me an arm and a leg, well a leg.”, Pausing for a second, “He then insinuated that the constant transitions were a burden on my mental well being. “</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Sitting there Sleeford looked at Ravok, “So Lieutenant, where's this going?”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Every word Sleeford spoke was true to the recording. " Commander Tyko Nix was found dead last night in his quarters by security after an emergency call was sent by him. We are all hoping it was a death of natural causes, but it is still being determined." </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Laughing Sleeford looked at the table for a second, “You have a thankless task, been there, done it.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Yes I do. It's not something I enjoy having to do ,but if I can help provide some answers. Then I will continue to seek the truth. I wanted to ask you about the conversation you had…."Ravok stopped as  Sleeford began to speak.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-style:italic;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“</span><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">What you really want to know is did I kill Commander Tyko Nix, well the answer is no. However the thought was there, me and several others, hell a whole planet's worth for all I know. Oh I know we had a run in on the first day of the last mission, to be honest I let a situation get out of control, said things that we’re, well unprofessional at best and damn right stupid, I paid for that with bruised knuckles when I hit the wall outside the cargo bay, it was that or hit Tyko Nix. “</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Ravok nodded his head.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"> " The commander had a talent for that apparently. Yet he was a highly decorated and devoted starfleet officer, but above all that he was a man of flesh and blood. Even if he did manage to piss off a lot of people along his journey in life, he still deserves our respect in these dark hours." Ravok paused. </span></p><br><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Sleeford nodded, while he disliked the man, he didn't deserve to die, a good punch on the nose, yes but his life being snuffed out, no one deserve that, the security training he’d had years ago, kicked in, although he was no longer in the department he still felt an affinity with the member s of the department.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Do we know when it happened? I suppose there’s no file recorded in the area of the commander's quarters, so you have no visual record of who went in or out.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Ravok shook his head. " No , I have your assistant chief of operations Ensign Zot conducting a thorough investigation. There was a computer security breach last night at Midnight. The biometric sensors were non functional for a duration of time. I am simply following protocols and orders. Tyko came to you yesterday and had a conversation. You are one of many on my list. The man certainly made his way around. "</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Nodding Sleeford knew the procedure, get the people in, talk to them, make them comfortable,, hope they slip up, the thing that puzzled Sleeford was if someone had disabled the security systems, they knew their way around the computers, which meant, either a security officer or an operations officer, given that he’d been one and was now the other. Sleeford felt the ground open slightly, given the situation he’d have to be prime suspect. He had the history with the deceased, a motive, the only thing missing was the means.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Do you have anyway to verify your location last night ? Between midnight and 0200?" Ravok asked.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-style:italic;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“</span><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Well after the dinner in the Observation lounge, I went back to my quarters, showered and went to bed, the computer should be able to verify what time I entered and what time I was escorted here.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" The computer verified the movements of you entering your quarters. Did you happen to access any files in your quarters? Or the replicator? Something that could prove your being there during the time of the security breach with the biometric sensors ?" Ravok asked.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"> He was hoping to be able to clear Sleeford if this was indeed a murder. Hell Ravok was trying to clear everyone who would be innocent of such a gruesome act. Sleeford was a good man through and through. He had the life experience many can only dream of. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“After I got in I showered, lay on my bed for a while. I couldn’t sleep, I guess what Tyko said got more under my skin then I care to admit, I got up around 00:35 ish, I wandered around deck 6 for a while, then headed to the arboretum. I spent about 30 or so minutes there, sitting with my feet in the stream, just thinking, heck i even threw in a couple of small stones,” laughing slightly, “ Not done that since i was a kid”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Sitting there Sleeford pondered his situation, the rumour mill would kick in and names would be dropped, two would come to the top immediately.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“You know the rumour mill will kick off soon and the first two names to come up will be Stans and mine, which is going to cause problems for you as an investigating officer.”</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-style:italic;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap"> </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" What makes you say that Ensign?" Ravok asked.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Well for starters you're going to be accused of a cover up, a serving security officer and a former security officer are the prime suspects, any conclusions you come too regarding guilt or innocence of either of us will be tainted by supposition of… well you know how the crew can gossip.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Justice , pure justice isn't impacted by rumor or gossip. If I am however accused of a coverup, they will have to prove my guilt in that matter. Just like someone will have to prove guilt of a suspect if this is indeed a murder. " Ravok sat forward. </span></p><br><br><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“I’m not saying there will be problems, I’m just saying that people will have formed an opinion of who is guilty, rather than who is actually guilty. Some of the crew already think that I’m guilty, I had two of the crew turn and walk away, rather than be in the same lift as me and the escorting security officer. I fear people have already found me guilty.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Ensign Sleeford. The captain ordered me to do an investigation. I intend on doing my very best to discover the truth...While on your walk last night did you notice anything strange or out of the ordinary? " Ravok asked, perhaps Sleeford saw something similar to what Ire had encountered during his late night jog.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“I don’t know about suspicious, as I entered the arboretum the lights dimmed slightly, not for long, about .25 of a second and the water stopped flowing for, oh I don’t know about twenty five seconds, i just assumed it was because it was late and i’d set it flowing again by entering.” Pausing he wondered if the person he saw as he came back was relevant.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“There was something, as I was coming back, there was a crewman, walking from the turbo lift to i would assume her quarters, she was from engineering, she may have finished Beta shift and was heading home for all I know”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Ravok raised his brow with interest.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Could you describe her to me?" Ravok was also interested in the voice imprint signature that would be left from voice command in the turbolift. ~ This could be something~</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“She was about 5 foot 6 inched, brunette, slim, well built, looked like she could take on the entire Klingon defence Force, the Tal Shir and Starfeet Security and not break sweat, i’ve not seen her before, but then there's a lot of new crew, replacements, transfers and the like. Other then that, not really, I cant even tell you what room she went to, she turned into section 12 as I walked past, but that means nothing.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">" Thank you Ensign, you've given me a lot of good information. You are free to go. If you happen to recall anything else please let me know. " Ravok said as he ended the recording and stood up. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Standing Sleeford nodded to Ravok and left the security office, turning left he walked towards the turbolift and wondered if it would be easier to just book a cell and save trouble later.</span></p><br><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">( reply None)</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:arial;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">( posted by Rob and Alistair)</span></p><br><br></div>