EXETERRPG: (2, 10:17 & 10:23 )MS- Tac/Sec Ens.(sg) Stan More

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Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express
Day: 2
Stardate: 2445.12.02

(USS Exeter - Security Office - Tac/Sec Ens. Stan More -10:17)

Stan swore under his breath. As he found another dog hair on his uniform. He had nearly been late for his shift this morning. Making sure there were no dog hairs on him. It was not Lillian’s fault her canine body was changing from puppy to adult. It was just annoying. To find hairs after brushing down his uniform. Taking them off he found a bin and threw them inside it. 

(USS Exeter - Biology lab- Tac/Sec Ens. Stan More -10:23)

Ravok sounded different to Stan. Did it mean he no longer trusted the young Scot? Was that why he had been asked to wait outside? Stan could not even help in the murder investigation. As he was a suspect and the rules forbade him. He could do it privately?But that could have Implications that More, could only dream of in his nightmares. So best to keep out. If his late Grandfather the legendary Butch McTaggard was watching over him. He would be found innocent of Nix’s murder.

Stan stood and waited for Ravok to arrive.

He arrived with 2 additional security team members and nodded his head toward More. The two others barely even looked at Stan. He knew them though and was glad they were not on team one. Stan knew they had a problem with the term not guilty until proven innocent. Plus it was rumoured that one of them only graduated Starfleet academy down to a relative being an Ambassadors aide.

" Ensign." Ravok said as he gestured for Stan to follow them inside the lab. 

“ Lieutenant Ravok.” Stan looked his escort in the eye as they passed him. Why were they sneering at him?

When they entered Ravok looked at Ensign West. " Sorry about the delay Ensign, where is the case ?"

( reply west )

West pointed and they stepped over to where the case was located.The Lieutenant took out his tricorder to scan the area. " Interesting ". He said as he moved the tricorder around the area. 

Stan could feel eyes peering at him. But looking away quickly when they thought , he was looking at them.

~ Take a deep breath Stan. Ravok is a fare man. Even if he has concerns about me. He will be fair. ~ Stan thought

( reply any in the lab)

" Whoever accessed it didn't want to be discovered. This area was previously flooded with radiated ionic particles. Not harmful to us now , but definitely corrupted any residual molecular material that would have been left behind by the culprit. " He said as he slammed his tricorder closed. 

“ So who ever did this had scientific knowledge....” Stan said out loud. Did someone just say something under their breath? More held his composure. But he knew it was one of the two. Who had arrived with the Lieutenant. He did not like the way they were looking at him.

( reply Any in lab.)

" Ensign West do you have a list of everything that is normally stored in this case ? " Ravok asked. 

( reply west )

Ravok took the PADD from Ensign West and showed it to Ensign More.

" Correct me if I'm wrong but all of these chemicals are lethal if mixed tiger in the right combination. " he said to More.

Why was he asking Stan? Did he suspect him? Was that why he had brought the micro brain twins? Out of all his fellow security officers. These two were more then capable of stunning him. Then happily dragging his drooling body to the brig.

Stan looked over the padd. He gave Ravok a nod.

“ Aye sir. I am afraid they are indeed.” This time one of the two definitely said a remark. That people on the Bridge could hear.But More withheld the inner urge to ask the person. To say it louder because someone in the Delta quadrant did not hear.

( Reply , Ravok , West)
( Posted by:- Norman 🐼 )
“ Never trust anything. That can think for itself. If you cannot see where it keeps its brains.” J.K.Rowling



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