<div dir="auto"><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">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><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 –Observation Lounge – CTO/3O Lieutenant Ravok – 1222)</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">As the questions from Kiera’s section drew to a close Ailynn got up out of her seat, and stretched slightly. “Forgive me, I prefer to be on my feet while I do this, tend to think better.” She took a sip of water, and then spoke up. “Computer, display file Bracken - six - omega - three.”</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">[Confirmed. Presentation displaying.]</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">“First things first. What I am about to tell you is going to open up even more questions than it can answer. I can only present the absolute, medical truth as I see it. Captain, I took the liberty of running my data past the Admiral, and she confirmed my time of death, as we previously discussed.” Bracken turned to Kiera and Ravok. “We’ll come to that momentarily.”</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 nodded his head and sat patiently as everyone talked.</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">(Reply Trip/Keira/ IYW)</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">“Commander Nix was a reasonably healthy, highly trained Officer. Bajoran Male, aged 45. Body mass showed a slightly higher than normal subcutaneous fat, all congruous with age, body type and physiological expectation. No sign of cardiac trauma or fatal toxicity, no sign of renal failure or ketonacidosis, no sign of fatal blood toxicity, no sign of fatal stomach toxicity, or allergy induced toxicosis. He was...in short...utterly healthy, and despite the presence of toxins in his system, all of them are way below the LD50 of a Bajoran his type and age. Time of death is 0145. No 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">~ That's impossible. You can't call for security if you're already dead. ~ Ravok thought as he looked at Trip and Keira.</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">~ Did either of them just hear that time of death? ~ </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">“Diet was reasonable, if sometimes ill-advised. Onto the more interesting. Subject was found naked in his room. Behavioural analysis suggests that this would be unusual for an officer of his type. However, no sign of sexual contact, secondary inspection showed no evidence that he had had or was expecting intercourse.”</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">~ A real shame,  he left the world the same way he came into it. He had to be expecting something. Maybe a shower?~  Ravok continued to think to himself. Allowing the others to have the floor.</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 Trip , Merek  iyw)</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">“Computer slide 12.”</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">“Note the massive trauma to the rear of the skull. Now I would genuinely love to tell you that this is what killed him, however this was done post mortem, I’ve seen the rolling pin, I’m happy enough to say that that was the item that did this damage, however….” Bracken clicked to the next slide. “Repiecing the skull back together, shows that cause of death was a brutal, sharp break to the neck. Massive trauma to cervical vertebrae 1. Death instantaneous. Given the evidence, I think that Nix knew his killer…” </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">Trip, We went over this earlier, and I can’t get past this thought...how did the killer get so close? However, it’s my belief that our female suspects simply don’t have the physical strength, or the rage to do this.”</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">~ Oh isn't that highly convenient. Gender is irrelevant, rage is prevalent in all genders. Maybe she's trying to indirectly rule out Erin and Caity.~ Ravok thought. Still remaining silent on the matter. Watching them intently.</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 Trip)</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">She nodded, and carried on. “Two more things. Firstly; We are dealing with a suspect or suspects that display an extreme capability of forensic countermeasure” Bracken 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">" They, whomever they happen to be seem to have a vast amount of knowledge about circumventing security systems as well." Ravok added.</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">(Reply Trip and merek)</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">“Lastly. All cards on the table.” Bracken said as she leant on the back of her chair. She had finally stopped circling them. </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">“The three of you know the position I’m in, one of my closest friends and my girlfriend are both suspects, I have been utterly neutral in my report. If you find yourself disagreeing with any point, or even object to my neutrality in this matter,  please take it up with Trip in the first instance, and he will inform SFMHQ, I have nothing to hide. Any questions?”She 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">Ravok leaned forward in his chair.</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">" Commander, we all have connections to the persons of interest. Erin is like a sister to me. Ire is my best friend.  Ensign Sleeford is a good friend and so is Ensign More. Whoever did this may be someone we have all served with at one time or another." He stopped and sighed. </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">" However Sir and Sirs " He said, looking at them. </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">" Ruling someone out based on their gender and them not having the necessary strength or rage. Is a bad move. They may not have had the physical capabilities to murder him, but they could have taken muscular enhancers or adrenal stimulates, or even had someone with the required strength to pull it off, if working as part of a group. Which based on the evidence collected seems highly likely that this was the case. " He turned and looked at Commander Bracken.</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 time of death doesn't add up. Not that I am doubting your abilities in conducting an autopsy, but I can't find the logic in how a dead man called security "</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">( reply , Trip, merek , Bracken)</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">( posted by Rob)</span></p><br></div>