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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express<br>
Day: 2<br>
Stardate: 2445.12.02<br>
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</span><span style="font-size:12.0pt;color:black">(USS Exeter – Science Labs – Ensign Janice Hammerfield – 2314)</span><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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" She?" Ravok asked. <br>
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"Ensign, do you think that the assailant was referring to you, as in you made him and T'Kel fight, as in your actions caused him to seek you out and then eventually pull the trigger on himself? Or do you think he was referring to someone else?"</span><span style="font-size:12.0pt"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"I don’t know – it was all pretty quick,” she said looking at them all, “But it he defiantly said ‘she made us’. It would be odd if he referred to me third person before... well...”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Janice stayed where she was as more people started to filter into the room and held her hand up to her head letting her other sleeve wipe up a bit of the blood on her head until she heard her name once more<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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“...Hammerfield if she could also come and get checked out sir.”<br>
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Janice gave a small wave signifying she could make her own way to sick bay. She was more concerned that they get T’kel over.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"That's fine, but I'll leave that up to her. In the interim commander Bracken can take a look if Ensign Hammerfield begins complaining about anything. Now get moving."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"Ensign Hammerfield, if you need a drink or anything like that from the replicators, feel free to grab one, we may be here a while."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"Ill be ok,” she got up on her feet slowly feeling a bit more composed.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt"> "It was Ensign Thorn. He came here and attacked me first then made a move on Ensign Hammerfield. He used my phaser which had fallen out of my hand when he struck me . Had it not been for Ensign Hammerfields
resilience and...bravery I would not be alive. "<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"Get some rest ensign," Trip replied, you deserve it.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Janice again got somewhat distracted watching T’kel get taken out of the room. ~Ill check up on you later~ Pulling her hand off her head she dabbing it with a few clean parts of her uniform. Seeing only a
spec or two of blood she surmised the wound had congealed enough and stopped applying pressure.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"At this point I am declaring myself, commander Bracken, and Ensign Hammerfield imperative to this investigation. I'm not trusting anyone to run any test that I don't see conducted with my own eyes. If I have
to hover over their shoulders then verify the data I will. Call me paranoid if you want, but that's how its going to be."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">(reply Ravok)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"I also want you to seal off the residential areas, no one in or out. Everyone who is currently on those decks are to remain in their quarters or head there immediately. All recreation facilities are to be
closed. We know we have three suspects, so two are at large and they are dangerous. If anyone wants to stay loiter around they better have a damn good reason."<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">(reply Ravok)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">"Commander, anything else to add?" <o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">(reply Ailynn)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">Looking at the table where her equipment lay scattered Janice seen her mug of tea had fallen off and now rested on the floor below. Holding her arms crossed over her stomach she went to the replicator and
pressed a button to get her another mug of tea. “I’ll be here when you need me Commander.” She leant against the wall and took a seep long sip. Staring into the mug she held it in one hand as she watched the liquid judging how much she was trembling. The tea
remained reasonably still. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">(reply Ailynn, MacDonald, Ravok)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt">(posted by Adam)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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