Compile summary Your adoring FO ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - FO's office - CEO 3/O Lt. Mason Garrett - 1425) (USS Mystique - FO's office - Commander Saleke - 1427) (USS Mystique - FO's office - CEO 3/O Lt. Mason Garrett - 1428) (USS Mystique - FO's office - Commander Saleke - 1430) (USS Mystique - Brig - SFI Agent Moto - 1438) (USS Mystique - security office - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1439) (USS Mystique - Bridge - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema -1440) (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - Commander Saleke -1441) (USS Mystique - Brig - 2o Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1443) (USS Mystique - security office - SFI Agent Moto - 1444) (USS Mystique - security office - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1445) (USS Mystique - Sick Bay- Lt. Jg. CMO Angeni O. Windsong-Trommashere - 1446) (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - (AOPS/CONN, Ensign Ash Physioc -1450) USS Mystique - Personal Quarters - COPS Lt. Travis Keswick - 14:51) (USS Mystique - FO's office - Commander Saleke - 1452) (USS Mystique - Fo's office - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1453) (USS Mystique - Personal Quarters - ACMO Ensign Vren - 14:54) (USS Mystique - Deck 2 - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1456) (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - Commander Saleke- 1457) (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1458) (USS Mystique - Sickbay - ACMO Ensign Vren - 14:59) (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - Commander Saleke- 1500) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- begin compile Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - FO's office - CEO 3/O Lt. Mason Garrett - 1425) "Thank you for your promptness Lieutenant," Saleke nodded toward the two seated men. "Commander Jansen this is the CEO of the Mystique, Lieutenant Mason Garrett." Jansen nodded as Mason and Saleke continued. "Commander Jansen brought his CEO from the Zephyr with a list of repairs and parts needed to be replicated to enable a repair of the Zephyr's warp drive and impulse engines, from the listing it would appear a quite thorough job was done of sabotaging the ship. Lieutenant Marks believes it will take several days at minimum to enact repairs if teams are scheduled around the clock." "If I may interrupt Commander," The dark-haired Marks broke in. "Repairs would best be done in spacedock and my timetable depends on whether we can even do it while we sit here. Anyway that's a best guess." He stood and extended his hand to Mason. "Gerald Marks Chief, Commander Saleke has agreed to a joint engineering venture between our departments. Or at least as much a joint venture as you can have with the engineering crew of a captured vessel. I'll give you as much support as I can." Mason shook Marks hand as the engineer spoke. "Thank you, sir," the Mystique's CEO returned. "Mutual cooperation will accelerate the effort." For some reason, Mason felt his inner-guard rising at the man's congenial manner. It seemed almost too friendly coming from someone who was aboard an enemy ship. The next moment he brushed his concern aside as a mild case of war-time paranoia. "As a matter of fact we will not be sitting here idly," Saleke replied smoothly. "Repairs will be done while we are en-route to our next destination though at a much slower pace, we will be towing the Zephyr while making our way toward a nearby Class M planet." He handed over to Mason a PADD containing the list of equipment needed. "Do you have any suggestions at this time?" Lt. Garrett looked over the list then considered the implications. Some of the requested parts were for very vital systems. He directed his first question at the other ship's CEO. "How long will environmental control remain operational in its present condition?" (REply: Jansen) "And warp drive?" (REply: Jansen) He turned back to Saleke. "How many teams do you need from the Mystique to get your ship ready for warp travel." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - FO's office - Commander Saleke - 1427) Lt. Garrett looked over the list,some of the requested parts were for very vital systems. He directed his first question at the other ship's CEO. "How long will environmental control remain operational in its present condition?" Marks shrugged his shoulders, "Eighteen hours is my best guess with the computer in the shape it's in, by the way when TQO was destroyed that was sabotaged as well." He backed away a bit from the testy CEO of the Mystique as if realizing his congenial manner wasn't appreciated. Things had gone so smoothly in their discussions with Saleke he hadn't considered the possibility his senior officers might be beligerent. "We're running on auxiliary generators now which should last another sixteen hours, battery backup will of course be limited." "And warp drive?" "Warp drive is down completely as you can see from the list. The matter/anti-matter intermix control relay was destroyed along with the main control board and we have no replacement nor can we manufacture one without the computer system operational. Failsafes shut down the engine before it could go into overload." The CEO asked over his shoulder as he turned back to his CO. "How many teams do you need from the Mystique to get your ship ready for warp travel." Commander Jansen folded his arms as he looked Mason over, this one was not excited to be lending a hand it seemed though taking a whole starship back to Geneva was certainly in their best interest. "Three teams would be preferrable Lieutenant. I lost a lot of my engineering crew to the explosions that crippled the Zephyr's engines and computer systems, were this not such an emergency I would have left Lt. Marks aboard when I came over to continue repairs but he has far more knowledge than I on the shape of the ships systems." (Reply: Mason) "The crew of the Zephyr believes it to be in their best interest to cooperate Chief Garrett." Saleke laced his fingers together as he leaned forward. "Though they have fought on the other side do not forget they are StarFleet and have little knowledge of the scope of Doenitz's true plans." Saleke left off the Admiral's current office, not recognizing it as it was illegitimally obtained. "I have been appraising them of some of what we know which has been independently confirmed and they are prepared to help us as much as they are able." (Reply: Mason) "What is the best speed we can muster while the Zephyr is in tow and how long can we hold that speed?" ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - FO's office - CEO 3/O Lt. Mason Garrett - 1428) Commander Jansen folded his arms as he looked Mason over. "Three teams would be preferrable Lieutenant. I lost a lot of my engineering crew to the explosions that crippled the Zephyr's engines and computer systems, were this not such an emergency I would have left Lt. Marks aboard when I came over to continue repairs but he has far more knowledge than I on the shape of the ships systems." "It's a unfortunate this 'emergency' had to happen at all," Mason said coolly. "Three teams can be provided along with all the parts necessary to complete repairs." "The crew of the Zephyr believes it to be in their best interest to cooperate Chief Garrett." Saleke laced his fingers together as he leaned forward. "Though they have fought on the other side do not forget they are StarFleet and have little knowledge of the scope of Doenitz's true plans." Saleke left off the Admiral's current office, not recognizing it as it was illegitimally obtained. "I have been appraising them of some of what we know which has been independently confirmed and they are prepared to help us as much as they are able." Commander Saleke's assurances eased Mason's suspicions somewhat, though he was not ready to lower his guard altogether. The crew of the Zephyr came into their 'cooperative spirit' only after their ship was incapacitated. At the moment they had few alternatives except to seek help, but one had to consider the possibilities of what they would do once their crises were over. It was only logical to approach the situation with caution and the commander, being Vulcan, had surely considered all potential dangers. "What is the best speed we can muster while the Zephyr is in tow and how long can we hold that speed?" "We could maintain warp four long enough to complete our own restorations," Lt. Garrett assured the commander. "Within two days we can tow the Zephyr at warp six indefinitely." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - FO's office - Commander Saleke - 1430) "We could maintain warp four long enough to complete our own restorations," Lt. Garrett replied. "Within two days we can tow the Zephyr at warp six indefinitely." "Very good." Saleke leaned back and touched the tips of the fingers of both hands together after looking at the chronometer. "We will begin the journey to a nearby class M world in two hours, this will give you time to place your teams and any equipment as well as the parts you need before we begin. Do you have anything to add?" (Reply: Mason) "With your permission Commander I'll beam back to the ship and get everything ready for your crews' arrival." Lt. Marks announced. Saleke nodded his head slightly, with their Commander on board the Mystique it insured the continued cooperation of the crew of the Zephyr along with the fact they could not run or fight, until such time as the ship was repaired they would present no threat. After the repairs were completed however the officer contingent of the Zephyr would be completely replaced by a prize crew from the Mystique and the officers confined to quarters or incarcerated for the trip to Geneva. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Brig - SFI Agent Moto - 1438) ::I assume then you have documentation to back up your claim?:: Moto rubbed his arm over the small incision where he had to hide the information he had gathered and the where he hid the Orders from Starfeet Command. he was in a hurry when he left he Zepher so he had to improvise by using a field knife to cut a hole in his arm were he hid the memory chips and then he used a dermo regenerator to close it up to hide it will he got off the Zepher. "Yes I do I have orders from Admiral LoDona but as for the intel I have gathered as been classified by order of LoDona but I think he will explain it all. ::Very well then I will notify security to separate you and investigate your claim. Assuming your information is correct I will send for you shortly.:: :: Understood Saleke :: Moto was leaning up against the back wall when the Brig doors opined and a heavily armed security team entered the room and started to look around. "Mr. Moto, please follow these officers, and the same still counts, you will keep in order, or you will be shot." Moto followed the two security guards as they head for the door. they were walking down the corridor escorted by the security guards Moto wonted to make this look good for the Zephyr Crew. As one of the guards escorting him pushed him with his rifle to move faster. Moto Spun around quickly Striking the officer with is elbow to his chin as he went down moto grabbed his rifle and hit the other one with the but of the riffle he could have killed him but he just hit him hard enough to knock him of his feet. as another office came from around the corner and stunned him as moto hit the floor and the two officer got up off the floor and put the stunned Moto in a room and place him in a chair hard to make a point. Moments later another officer entered the room and by the look of his rank pips this must be the Security Chief as he sat down behind the desk. "Welcome to the Mystique Mr. Moto, I was told by Commander Saleke that you had a cover-story, so let's start with that shall we." Moto rolled up his sleeve as he reopened the in incision he filched a little as he placed to fingers into the wound to pull out the two small data rods that where cover with blood. He wiped off the blood as he looked at them and then handed one of them to the officer and placed the other one in his pocket. "This is from Admiral LoDona he will explain every your Commander Saleke needs to know." Moto sead as he leaned back in the chair. Not saying another word. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - security office - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1439) Jason observed the bloody spectacle taking place in front of him by Moto. Eventually, a datarod to Jason and put the other away. "This is from Admiral LoDona, it will explain everything your Commander Saleke needs to know." Jason received the rod, and looked suspiciously at Moto. There was something he wasn't telling... but what? The rod he put away did gave a big hint he wasn't telling everything. "Interesting." Jason said simply. "How stupid do you think I am? Frankly I feel insulted." Jason said in a sarcastic, yet teasing manner. "For all I know this holds some sort of virus to render this ship useless, and you openly showed you have two of these rods, one of wich you put away. I suggest you tell me what is on the other rod, and hand it over before I take it by force." (reply Moto) "As far as I'm concerned, you're an officer working for Doenitz, and my job is to make sure that you aren't one. So if you want my trust, you'd start with telling me what that other rod holds, and what your real mission is." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Bridge - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema -1440) "Lieutenant Dema you have a Lieutenant Moto currently in custody in the brig who claims to have been sent into deep cover by Admiral LoDona, he claims to have sealed orders as proof of his story. Isolate him from the other prisoners while you investigate his cover story and notify me of what you find." "On my way Sir." Jason didn't had much choice but to go himself, but seeinbg most pressing matter have been thwarted, he could safely leave the bridge. "Ensign Schliegler, you have the bridge, I'll be back in half an hour." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2407.01.31 (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - Commander Saleke -1441) Ash nodded, "I realise this, Mr. Vulcan. But as i said before i have no secrets except for the several ones that are my family history. My real name is 'Ashlitu Physioc' although i prefer to be called Ash. I also have this for you." Reaching behind his back he extracted a small data pad. "I am very sorry for not handing this over to your security guards one entrance. But i could not have them looking over it, It contains some of Doenitz's most guarded secrets. I downloaded them before i left. I hope they can become some of great use to you and your Admiral. Also there is a copy of my orders and my whole service record stored on this PADD," he pulled another one out and then handed it to Saleke. "I hope this will help me prove my story. As for you believing me, it is not you i am trying to convince...." He quickly nodded his head towards the security guard, every so slightly. Saleke noted the inflection and held the padd idly as he nodded toward the security guard who frowned but withdrew after stating. "I'll be right outside Commander," He threw Ash a warning look as he exited. "Now Commander, i am about to give you another reason not to trust me. What said before about my objectives for Doenitz. They arnt true, i made them up to lure the guard into s false sense of security. What's really on that PADD is my real mission and whole service record. My mission was to infiltrate your vessel and stay here as long as possible and gain information on the rebellion. Doenitz also suspected that Admiral LoDona had an agent feeding him information directly from Admiral Doenitz. Doenitz didnt know who this agent was. I was to find out for him and tell him. I am to communicate with him secretly every week or so to give him progress reports. I'm telling you this because you deserve the truth and well... because i want to help. Like i said before, i despise Doenitz and what he has brought about. Once he gave me this mission i saw it as a way out and took it. Now you can play this several different ways, you could kill me. You could let me join you and let Admiral Doenitz thing i was killed. You could use me in feeding false information to Doenitz each week, you could do several things. I dont expect you to trust me Commander." Ash said as he looked into Saleke's eyes. "But I'm asking for you to help me, help you! I'll even meet with your Admiral and tell him my story if you wish. I would permit my self to a vigorous mind sweep so you could be sure of my intentions. Although i would not let you into memories, this is something i could not do. As they are mine and they are personal. I would let you into memories of Doenitz though, previous missions unless they are personalised..." Ash then trailed off. This was of course part of what he had sensed Ash was holding back and it was quite a bombshell, Saleke set the pad down and laced his fingers as he considered the young man minutely. "Your story is quite a convoluted one and I am appreciative of the detail," the Vulcan leaned back in the chair a bit as he considered the situation, it took only a few seconds to decide on a logical course of action. "Your offer to undergo a mental reading is accepted, I will schedule an appointment for such in the morning. In the meanwhile,,," Saleke hefted the two padds he had been given then looked back at Ash. "...I will review the information on these padds and decide what is to be done with you until we return to Geneva." (Reply: Ash) The computer terminal built into the desk was active, Saleke checked the crew lodgings and found a suitable cabin. "I am removing you from the brig and assigning you a cabin on deck three but until it is determined you are not a threat you are confined to quarters and in addition I am assigning a guard to enforce it. If you are being truthful and the mind probe shows it we will talk tomorrow of assigning you some duties while you are on the ship." (Reply: Ash) Saleke signaled for the guard who walked briskly through the door and stopped alertly. "Take Mr. Physioc to cabin 22 on deck 3 and post a guard outside the door, he is confined to quarters until tomorrow morning when he is to be escorted to the senior counselors office." he turned back to Ash. "Do you have anything further to add? if so now is the time to do so." (Reply: Ash) Saleke nodded at the guard who snapped his head toward the door as he looked at Ash then stepped aside to allow him to go first. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Brig - 2o Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1443) Jason entered the brig with a rather large team, all armed with rifles, as a precaution. "Gentlemen, let's start the questioning shall we." Jason was scanning the holding cell, after taking a look at the names in there. He spotted Moto wich he was asked to seperate. In order to keep Moto his cover, he announced a few names, to be led out by several teams. "Mr. Moto, please follow these officers, and the same still counts, you will keep in order, or you will be shot." Jason picked out two more, and ordered to activate the forcefield again. All in all, 6 people were ascorted out, and Moto was one of them. Suddenly, the red alert went off. "Report." Jason yelled over the comms. =/\= I'm sorry Sir, but Moto resisted, and we had to stun him. =/\= It was heard loud enough so that the crew from the Zephyr could hear the explenation. "Put him in an isolation cell, I'll be on my way." Jason walked out of the brig dismissing the red alert, and walked to his office, where Moto was sitting unharmed. Jason sat down in his chair and dismissed the two security officers. He took his hand phaser, and removed the energy cell. He put the phaser on the desk, and removed the cell out of sight. He then looked at Moto, before opening the conversation. "Welcome to the Mystique Mr. Moto, I was told by Commander Saleke that you had a cover-story, so let's start with that shall we." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - security office - SFI Agent Moto - 1444) "Interesting." Jason said simply. "How stupid do you think I am? Frankly I feel insulted." Jason said in a sarcastic, yet teasing manner. "For all I know this holds some sort of virus to render this ship useless, and you openly showed you have two of these rods, one of which you put away. I suggest you tell me what is on the other rod, and hand it over before I take it by force." Moto Did not have time to deal with this so pulled it out of his pocket and twirled it threw his fingers as he looked deep into the officers eyes. And could tell that that he was a man of honer. so he handed the rod over. "As far as I'm concerned, you're an officer working for Doenitz, and my job is to make sure that you aren't one. So if you want my trust, you'd start with telling me what that other rod holds, and what your real mission is." "The second rod contains 8 years of intel I have been gathering well deep undercover in Doenitz inner circle. And my orders are to get this to starfleet intelligence HQ. May good officers have died in order to get this rod out from behind enemy lines. It is also as an hight level encryption code he sead handing it to the Lieutenant and if the code is enter in wrong the Data will be destroyed and all of the officers who died to get this out will have died for nothing and then you can explain to Admiral LoDona why 8 years of work was destroyed by one ignorant Lieutenant." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - security office - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1445) "The second rod contains 8 years of intel I have been gathering well deep undercover in Doenitz inner circle. And my orders are to get this to starfleet intelligence HQ. Many good officers have died in order to get this rod out from behind enemy lines. It is also as a hight level encryption code." He said handing it to the Lieutenant. "And if the code is entered in wrong, the Data will be destroyed and all of the officers who died to get this out will have died for nothing, and then you can explain to Admiral LoDona why 8 years of work was destroyed by one ignorant Lieutenant." "Ignorant, maybe, but I rather use carefull, we've had out share of traitors and saboteurs. If this is really what you claim it to be, I'll make sure you'll reach HQ. In the meanwhile, out of precaution, I'll have to confine you to quarters, untill your reference is checked. I'll inform my Commander about this. So please, be a little more patient." (reply Moto) Jason pressed a button on his desk, and two officers entered the room. "Will you please escort Mr. Moto to an available room, and keep it under constant surveillance untill further notice." After his officers had taken Moto out of his office, Jason tapped his combadge. "Lt. Dema, to Commander Saleke. I've just spoken to Mr. Moto and obtained 2 data rods. appearently they hold 8 years of undercover work, and are protected by a security code. If this is true, we can't check what's on it, except with the help of Mr. Moto. He claims he has to deliver these to HQ. I advise we first check his reference, untill then, I've confined him to a quarters just down the hall." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Sick Bay- Lt. Jg. CMO Angeni O. Windsong-Trommashere - 1446) Angeni laid on the biobed, her eyes open but unseeing. She had been like that since they brought her into sick bay. Suddenly, the young woman blinked, and she felt like she was on fire. She squirmed around on the biobed, trying to fan out the unseen flames as she murrmured softly, "I'm burning! Stop me from burning!" A nurse wandered over to her and tried to console the young woman, but to no avail. Finally, she resorted to sedating her again, but Angeni tried to fight through it. She thought the nurse was trying to kill her, but her body finally sucumbed to the Versed and she passed out. Vivid nightmares went through her head, but there was nothing she could do to stop them. Images of every patient she ever had die on her flashed before her, begging for her to do something, and she could only stand there, blocked by an invisible force field while each of her patients died over and over again in front of her. The nurse stood by her bedside, watching the doctors' vital signs fluctuate like a wave. Her heart rate would shoot up, or bottom out to almost nothing. She wrung her hands before she gave Angeni the reversal to bring her out of the sedation just enough so that she'd be coherant, and she paged Dr. Vren. "Dr Vren, this is Nurse Ca'tre...you're needed in sick bay...It's Dr. Trommashere, she's taken a turn for the worse..." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2407.01.31 (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - (AOPS/CONN, Ensign Ash Physioc -1450) "Your story is quite a convoluted one and I am appreciative of the detail," the Vulcan leaned back in the chair a bit as Ash assumed, he considered the situation, it took only a few seconds to decide on a logical course of action. "Your offer to undergo a mental reading is accepted, I will schedule an appointment for such in the morning. In the meanwhile,,," Saleke hefted the two padds he had been given then looked back at Ash. "...I will review the information on these padds and decide what is to be done with you until we return to Geneva." Ash nodded to him, "That sounds reasonable to me. Just make sure the PADD with the information about Doenitz doesnt fall into thw wrong hands, if you get my meaning." Ash said, turning back onto more of a professional side. "Please try and make sure that that PADD" He pointed to the one with the Doenitz information to somebody with a high ranking so the information can be used agaisnt Doenitz. That would make my day." Ash said as a smile crept across his face. "I am removing you from the brig and assigning you a cabin on deck three but until it is determined you are not a threat you are confined to quarters and in addition I am assigning a guard to enforce it. If you are being truthful and the mind probe shows it we will talk tomorrow of assigning you some duties while you are on the ship." The Vulcan commander said to him. Ash nodded, "I am grateful for your hospitality, Commander. I was half expecting some kind of harsh and cruel punishment for helping Doenitz for several years." Ash almost laughed at what he said. Saleke signaled for the guard who walked briskly through the door and stopped alertly. "Take Mr. Physioc to cabin 22 on deck 3 and post a guard outside the door, he is confined to quarters until tomorrow morning when he is to be escorted to the senior counselors office." he turned back to Ash. "Do you have anything further to add? if so now is the time to do so." Ash looked back at the Commander as he stood up, "Well Commander, If you wish to pursue tricking Doenitz, i am ment to contact him in 3 days. Its up to you, Sir." Ash said as he turned his back on the Commander as the guard cracked his head in the direction of the door, motioning for Ash to go first. Ash nodded to the guard as he passed him, he headed for a turbolift. He wondered whether the guard/s had been wondering how he knew his way around so well... He waited for the guard in the turbolift and let the guard enter the command for it to begin moving, as it was only polite to do so. As the turbolift stopped Ash walked out, closely followed by the guard/s. He made his way to the cabin the commander had assigned him by memory of the ship, from his mental exploration. The door opened and he walked in. "I believe this is where you leave me," Ash said to the guard/s. The door closed and he heard the guard/s lock it from the outside. Ash looked around, ~Well its betta than the brig...~ He settled down in the middle of the room after getting himself a large glass off cold water, a flower and some metal instruments. He began his mental exercises he did each night, they were private and confidential. This was one of the ways that Ash had become so adept in telepathy. He then afterwards would meditate and do several other exercises derived from other telepathis cultures. Ash settled down and waited for the day to end and the next one to begin. He let his mind wonder around the ship again, he felt the Zephyr crew on board in the cells. He instantly blocked him self from them. He knew he had taken out most of the telepaths on board anyway.. but he had to be sure. Ash lay back onto his back, ~Ahhh nice to have some free time...~ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Stardate: 2407.01.31 USS Mystique - Personal Quarters - COPS Lt. Travis Keswick - 14:51) "Stupid I know, but it's been one heck of a day and Muffin was just the final straw. I only came back to get a clean uniform." "It is not stupid to fell sad with the loss of a pet and pulse you have been under a grate deal of stress so that is understandable. Travis sead as hr raped his arms around her and pulled her in tight up against him." "What are you doing here?" "I also need a new uniform as you can see I got mine a little mess Travis sead jokingly as he steeped back to show her the blood all over the front of his uniform some most of it was his but some of it was the conn officers. " Then I need to swing by sickbay and get my head checked out. "Well, if you hold on until I've showered and changed I'll walk back to Sickbay with you. This.....," and she gestured at the chaos of the room, ".....will have to wait. We're still too busy in Sickbay for me to leave for too long." "Sounds good I will go change well you take a shower." Travis sead as he started removing his uniform and Marto headed for the shower. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - FO's office - Commander Saleke - 1452) Aslitu Physioc had been ushered from the office now and Saleke had gotten up to replicate a glass of water when a transmission came through. =^= Lt. Dema, to Commander Saleke. I've just spoken to Mr. Moto and obtained 2 data rods. appearently they hold 8 years of undercover work, and are protected by a security code. If this is true, we can't check what's on it, except with the help of Mr. Moto. He claims he has to deliver these to HQ. I advise we first check his reference, untill then, I've confined him to a quarters just down the hall. =^= The Vulcan considered the information carefully before replying. "Very well Lieutenant. I will speak with him tomorrow then, at 1100 hours. Bring the data rods to my office for safekeeping for the time being." (Reply: Jason) "Understood. Saleke out." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Fo's office - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1453) =/\= Very well Lieutenant. I will speak with him tomorrow then, at 1100 hours. Bring the data rods to my office for safekeeping for the time being. =/\= "Understood Sir, in the meanwhile, I'll bring them right away." =/\= Understood. Saleke out. =/\= Jason looked once more to Moto. "So, tomorrow at 1100 hours, Commander Saleke will speak with you, in the meanwhile, I suggest you return to your quarters, offcourse, a security detail will keep you confined untill we can clear you." Jason stood up and took the rods. Also, he reinserted the energycells back into his phaser. Before stepping out the door he told 2 officers to stand watch at all time. Halfway through the door, Jason turned towards Moto. "Once again, my apologies for this situation, but like I said, we've had our share of saboteurs." (reply Moto) Jason then made his way towards Saleke --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2407.01.31 (USS Mystique - Personal Quarters - ACMO Ensign Vren - 14:54) Marto came back out clean and fully dressed in a fresh uniform and lab coat and crunching over the debris in their quarters picked up her medical tricorder and started to scan Travis with it. Checking the readings she nodded her head. "Yes, indeed, Sickbay for you I think. I want a biobed reading rather than just a tricorder one." Watching his face fall she smiled impishly. "Don't bother complaining, either you come with me now voluntarily or.......... I break your arm and you come with me anyway. It's your choice Travis. Choose now. Either start walking or pick an arm." (Reply Travis) =/\=Dr Vren, this is Nurse Ca'tre...you're needed in sick bay...It's Dr. Trommashere, she's taken a turn for the worse... =/\= Marto immediately tapped her comm badge. "I'm on my way back. I'll be there in a few minutes." Turning to Travis she shrugged her shoulders. "Told you I was busy. Let's go." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Deck 2 - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1456) Jason arrived at Saleke's office and knocked the door. (reply Saleke) "Here are the two rods Sir." Jason said as he walked in. He placed them on his desk and apologised himself. "If you don't need anything else, then I'm going back to the bridge." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - Commander Saleke- 1457) The PADD was set aside but not forgotten as a knock at the door caught his attention. The only one aboard ship who used that archaic custom was the 2/0. "Come." Jason entered promptly and held out two crystalline cylinders which the Vulcan reached out for, their muted gleam in the lighting of the room caught his attention, within the rods were gold filaments that would serve as molecular anchors for the encoded information. "Here are the two rods Sir." Saleke motioned for him to set them down. "Thank you Lieutenant." "If you don't need anything else, then I'm going back to the bridge." He nodded as he looked back down at the rods then took them in his hand. Looking up he arched an eyebrow slightly. "One thing Lieutenant, what are your observations on Lt. Moto?" --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - 2O Lt.(sg) CT/S Jason Dema - 1458) "One thing Lieutenant, what are your observations on Lt. Moto?" "I have no idea Sir, he's a closed book, and I can't find where it opens. If I have to judge hm by his actions, and sudden appearence, I wouldn't trust him, though he has given me no reasons to distrust him. Still, I had him confined to quarters untill he is cleared by his headquarters." Jason paused a little while, and observed the rods in Saleke's hands. "But I do believe we shouldn't retrieve the data from the rods without his presence, cause I don't think he was lying about the security-codes." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Sickbay - ACMO Ensign Vren - 14:59) As soon as Marto entered Sickbay she was amazed at how quiet it was now. All of the minor injuries had been treated in her absence and the silence, after all that had happened was a blessing. Nurse Ca'tre crossed to her immediately and began updating her about Ang. Marto nodded and quietly informed the nurse about the test she wished done on Lt Keswick. Cat're snapped her fingers and another nurse joined them. Listening to Cat're update the nurse on the Lieutenant, Marto merely nodded and turned back to Angeni's bed and slid into the chair beside her. Taking Angeni's hand in both of hers she simply sat there for a moment or two trying to transfer some of her strength to her whilst checking the monitors above the bed. Finally Marto turned to the nurse. "To be honest I don't really think this problem is a medical one. I think is more than likely to be psychological. Angeni has had a really hard time of it over the last two missions, it may simply, given her injuries, be showing up now. Perhaps if Dr Mias has time at present we could ask him to check on her. Stay with her please and I will go and check with him. Don't sedate her again until I come back. Hopefully I shouldn't be too long." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stardate: 2406.01.31 (USS Mystique - Deck 2, FO's office - Commander Saleke- 1500) "I have no idea Sir, he's a closed book, and I can't find where it opens. If I have to judge hm by his actions, and sudden appearence, I wouldn't trust him, though he has given me no reasons to distrust him. Still, I had him confined to quarters untill he is cleared by his headquarters." Jason paused and comnsidered the rods Saleke was holding. "But I do believe we shouldn't retrieve the data from the rods without his presence, cause I don't think he was lying about the security-codes." "Agreed,: The Vulcan said simply, no inflection in his voice as he regarded the crystalline storage devices, he used his right thumbprint to open a sealed drawer in the desk that looked like a piece of furniture but was quite literally one with the floor, as he placed the rods inside he spoke without looking at Jason. "You are dismissed Lieutenant, I will look in on the bridge when I am through with the rest of my business for the day." He looked up in time to see the door hissing closed behind the young man, since the death of Sarah Nevada he had become more distant and businesslike, characteristics the controlled Vulcan could appreciate. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------