EXETERRPG: (02 23:30) COO Ensign (sg) Paul Sleeford

[Paul Sleeford]

Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express

Day: 02

Stardate: 2445: 12:02


((USS Exeter - Observation Lounge - COO - Ensign (sg) Paul Sleeford 23:30)


Sleeford sat at the table and looked round the room, he could see the doubt
in the eyes of the others, the look on Cortez's face said she thought he
was a mad man and in truth she was probably right, all day this idea had
been bouncing around his head, now he'd vocalised it he, himself was
beginning to doubt his sanity.


“I have a question? Why are you talking to us and not the Skipper or XO or
Ravok about this?"


Looking down the table at Lieutenant Williams, Sleeford smiled slightly,
"To be honest it only occurred to me about twenty minutes ago. Just after
those alarm's went off"


Sleeford looked round as Cortez spoke next, he knew like the rest of them
that she'd been through the wringer over the death of Tyko, had the crew
look at her with disgust, whispers in corners and the like, but her
attitude was beginning to grate on his nerves.



"A changeling? Really? And yet all our security protocols some how
magically failed to pick up a changeling…" Erin paused, looked at the other
three and sighed, "I am sorry for being so prickly but this has been a very
bad day and, forgive me for saying so but none of you three could have had
as worse a day as I have."


"With all due respect, I think we have, We've all been accused of killing
the most obnoxious man in Starfleet, been glared at, had whispers and
insinuations, in some cases just plain accused of killing the man, So yea
we all know what kind of day you've had, because we've all had it. "
Sleeford took a deep breath to calm down slightly, "As for security
protocols, we docked at two stations, hard docked, the guards on the bay
look for anything suspicious, anything that could damage the ship , not
crew members coming and going, drunk or otherwise or just out for a good
time, during both visits there was up to four hundred people coming and
going, the only things beamed onto the ship was cargo and equipment and as
you know cargo transporters don't come with a bio filter"


"Excuse me, forgive the silly question but surely the CSO is right. How
would one of these things get past security? I mean surely they know us by
now, the transporter staff, security teams etc."


Sighing Sleeford turned to look at Dubois, "Can I ask do you know all the
crew by sight, because I know that none of the security detail does, like i
said there are four hundred personal on board the Exeter, one of whom
killed Commander Tyko Nix. I had thought we could put of collective heads
together and work out who, but I clearly was mistaken. I'm sorry I dragged
you all here, forgive my presumptive arrogance."


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Standing Sleeford walked to the door, waiting as it seemed to slowly open,
walking out onto the short corridor that ran up to the bridge and down to
deck two, shaking his head he headed down the ramp and onto the lower deck,
walking to the closest turbo lift he closed his eyes as the doors closed.


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