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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #120 on: September 23, 2017, 10:18:38 pm »
[NPC Post - Vengeance]

[Habitat Ring - Rooftops]
 
The double attack was too much for Vengeance to bear. The big man's rifle gouged him directly in his already lacerated face, the wound weeping blood freely, causing the mask to slip. It fell to the deck, revealing his face.

It was a normal, every day human male visage: bronze skin, dark eyes, a stubble of black beard. A longish black crewcut. The only remarkable feature was the blood from the mask repeatedly slicing into the skin.

"You," Vengeance said in an unfiltered, accented voice. He seized Tritter's hands, trying to make the man pay for unmasking him.

Lachlyn had followed Tritter and was glad she had been a few steps behind. The attacker had reacted fast and gone without thinking anyone would be following. Her phaser was drawn instantly before taking aim and firing. It was a low setting and it hit the attacker square in the back.

Holding her ground she hesitated, unsure how it would affect him.

[Habitat Ring - Rooftops]

The stun blast hit Vengeance full in the back. His suit's automatic site to site transporter kicked in, whisking him away to parts unknown.

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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #121 on: September 24, 2017, 12:28:28 am »
[NPC Post - Vengeance]

[Habitat Ring - Rooftops]
 
The double attack was too much for Vengeance to bear. The big man's rifle gouged him directly in his already lacerated face, the wound weeping blood freely, causing the mask to slip. It fell to the deck, revealing his face.

It was a normal, every day human male visage: bronze skin, dark eyes, a stubble of black beard. A longish black crewcut. The only remarkable feature was the blood from the mask repeatedly slicing into the skin.

"You," Vengeance said in an unfiltered, accented voice. He seized Tritter's hands, trying to make the man pay for unmasking him.

[Habitat Ring - Rooftops]

The stun blast hit Vengeance full in the back. His suit's automatic site to site transporter kicked in, whisking him away to parts unknown.

[Location: Habitat Ring: Rooftops]

Tritter kept focused on the strike he was delivering to his assailant. He watched the butt of the rifle come into contact with the side of the man's face. It was a painful but well placed blow to their face. He watched the man's mask come off. He instantly put their face and appearances into his memory. And he was going to figure out who exactly they were.  Tritter's blood pressure went up once they grabbed his hands, he aimed a well placed knee towards their chest, to get them to release. Their grip hurt but it wasn't "crushing" to him. He could handle his own.

He than noticed the blast hit the other man in the back, he than noticed that they disappeared. He than shifted his focus to the Cadet, he than stated the following, "Cadet, if you are alright, let's head back, we need to find them... I have their face committed to memory" Tritter flexed his hands, as they were a bit tense from being grabbed in such a hard fashion. He was yanking at the bit to get to work and find their vigilante.


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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #122 on: September 24, 2017, 10:23:57 am »
[Upper Stem Deck 278 - Corridor/Leanna's Quarters]

Once she made sure that the bar was secure and locked down until they were given the all clear to reopen, Leanna had left an open invitation for Eliana and Rixxy to drop by her quarters if they wanted too before making her way towards her quarters. Alex of course had insisted on coming with her and after everything she had experienced that day was certainly not in the mood to be messed about and reluctantly agreed even though she was ready to try and chill out and forget the image of the body that was found not that she thought she could in a hurry.

Once out of the turbolift she walked along the corridor that would take her home that was until Alex  mentioned that maybe he should move in with her until the killer was caught. She stopped and glared at him " No Alex, I'm more than capable of taking care of myself and if I let you move in then you won't want to leave and I'm not ready for a serious relationship" she said getting angry.

"I know you can take care of yourself Lea but what about that crazy ex of yours, I've never seen you looking so scared before and I know your not ready but I just wanted to protect you "He protested noticing her anger but didn't want to back down.

" This has nothing to do with him and as for me being scared it was only natural given what happened in the store room and you know what Alex maybe this was a bad idea us hooking up so how about you leave me alone" she practically yelled, ignoring the look on his face before walking off anger coursing through her veins. Refusing to look back as the tears threatened to fall wondering were it had all gone wrong until she reached the sanctuary of her quarters leaning back against the bulkhead once the door had closed sinking down to the floor as she lost control and the tears flowed freely.

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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #123 on: September 24, 2017, 10:29:58 am »
[NPC Post - Vengeance]

[Unknown Station Location]
 
Vengeance never thought he'd have to use this place.

And yet here he was, awakening from a stun blast that left him feeling like the first morning after shore leave. He was stretched out on his back, his harsh breath echoing in his ears in the dark. The room was small, and warm.

" =/\=Lights.=/\="

A single point of illumination answered his call. The room was a hiding place, not a fortress. It consisted of a single biobed, medical equipment, a survival pack from a shuttle. And a tiny silver box.

Wearily, he stripped off the suit. His body was resplendent in musculature but splotched all over with hideous bruises, all in various stages of healing. The simple act of removing his clothing caused Vengeance to groan in pain. There was equipment piled in the corner of the room. He moved towards his purposefully.

He carefully reloaded the suit's plasma system. The onboard computer made a grateful sound and flashed green: it accepted the new charge and began to reboot.

Next came the medical kit. A dermal regenerator did wonders on the bruises, the aches, the cut on his face. The other instruments winked at him in red and green and blue and marched in and out of his vision. Vengeance then realized he had suffered a concussion.

Finally, the box. It was finely made and not replicated. It was a bright silver, inlaid with an intricate pattern and had a bright but fake red gemstone on the cover. It was a frilly and feminine thing, very much out of place in his large, deadly looking hands. He opened it.

Cynthia's picture fluttered down from the top of the box. She had been a beautiful woman, with a heart shaped face, lovely skin, large dark green eyes and long brown hair. She had loved dark colors for her lips, in this picture they had the color of overripe plums. They were pursed and ready to smile. She'd been a wonderful woman, with a sweet wit and a quick intelligence to go along with it. When he'd faced challenges, such as promotions, she'd encouraged him but also reminded him to be realistic. She had been his wife and far better than he deserved.

And this was now all he had left of her. A tear fell from his eye and ran along the length of the raised skin of his scar. He found a small, clear bag in the box. Her ashes.

Tearfully, Vengeance held his wife close to his chest as he had on so many nights.

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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #124 on: September 24, 2017, 11:30:29 pm »
[Location: Habitat Ring: Rooftops]

Tritter kept focused on the strike he was delivering to his assailant. He watched the butt of the rifle come into contact with the side of the man's face. It was a painful but well placed blow to their face. He watched the man's mask come off. He instantly put their face and appearances into his memory. And he was going to figure out who exactly they were.  Tritter's blood pressure went up once they grabbed his hands, he aimed a well placed knee towards their chest, to get them to release. Their grip hurt but it wasn't "crushing" to him. He could handle his own.

He than noticed the blast hit the other man in the back, he than noticed that they disappeared. He than shifted his focus to the Cadet, he than stated the following, "Cadet, if you are alright, let's head back, we need to find them... I have their face committed to memory" Tritter flexed his hands, as they were a bit tense from being grabbed in such a hard fashion. He was yanking at the bit to get to work and find their vigilante.

"I.... I'm fine sir," She holstered her phaser and gave him a nod, "We should be able to get a rough idea of where he transported to as well. The station is actively running scans on all abnormal energy fluctuations. It must have caught that."

Tanner tugged at her uniform nervously, "I hope."
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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #125 on: September 25, 2017, 05:06:48 am »
[ Turbolift ]

There was a bit of silence while the details of what the captain said set in. Though they would be only there for a moment or two, Molly wanted to comment before the group split. "So it looks like there was a body discovered in Puzzles. I hope Leanna and everyone over there is ok,"Molly said. Jenna sighed, thinking back to the time she spent with Leanna at the bar. She was not stranger herself to  someone winding up dead. Her and Eliana knew it all to well. "Knowing Leanna, she is ok. Though her demeanor led me to believe otherwise. Once things are settled I think we should both see if she's ok. However, I think we need to focus now and stop whoever did this. If we don't get this to the Captain, I think we will have more dead soon," Jenna said in response. Molly nodded and saw it was her stop. She gave a quick hug to Jenna before she headed off to head to the holosuite. She wanted to kiss her on the cheek, but hesitated. In that moment their eyes locked and Jenna smiled with a nod.

[ Main Engineering ]

Once Jenna got into Main Engineering she headed toward the nearest terminal. Her hands began to go a mile a minute so she could begin interfacing with all systems to run diagnostics and inventory. She paced a bit as she began to think on what parts would be needed to achieve what the captain described. Her mind went into full think mode. The world around a bit and became muted as she opened her PADD to write down her ideas of parts she would think would be needed. She also knew she would be questioned so she was prepared for that. However, she knew she wasn't the killer. She did sleepwalk once when she was younger, but she doubted she had the capacity to sleep kill.
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Dan didn't engage in the small conversation that Jenna and Molly had in the turbolift, he was more preparing himself for the task ahead, and just taking an extra few minutes to allow everything to sink in. Going to the job with everything running around in your head is the worst thing you can do he thought to himself. A few moments later, the turbolift arrived at the deck for Holosuite 5. He gave a small nod to Molly before the doors closed and the lift carried on to engineering.

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It had been a quiet couple of moments on the trip to Engineering once Molly had been dropped off, but that quiet quickly turned into noise when they entered engineering. It wasn't overly noisy, just the daily usual sounds. The hum of the power core ticking away, stretching deck plates as equipment was moved over them, the sounds of tools being moved around and general chatter. He saw Jenna hop onto a terminal almost as soon as they entered and Dan did the same, but in his office. He decided not to alert the rest of the engineers about the incident yet, was better to keep it confined to the people informed until he A. knew more or B. It was essential to carry out what they had been set to do in a more timely manor.

Immediately, Dan started looking at repairs and part replacements that had been conducted, unfortunately in recent weeks, many repairs had been done and so it would have been easy for something to be missed and therefore a perfect time for someone to start building something with stolen parts. He transferred all the repairs from the last 2 weeks onto a PADD before then leaving his office and walking back round to Jenna asking "Found any missing inventory yet?"
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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #126 on: September 25, 2017, 01:37:18 pm »
"I.... I'm fine sir," She holstered her phaser and gave him a nod, "We should be able to get a rough idea of where he transported to as well. The station is actively running scans on all abnormal energy fluctuations. It must have caught that."

Tanner tugged at her uniform nervously, "I hope."

[Location: Habitat Ring Rooftops, Main Security]

Tritter could sense the Cadet's nervousness and anxiety. He than pondered for a moment before he replied with the following, "Good idea Cadet, let's go back and find him" His tone was serious, it would also show how focused he was now on finding their vigilante. Tritter would than turn on a heel and make his way back towards Main Security. Once he noticed that the Cadet had returned as well, he than stated the following to her, "Cadet, check for records of abnormal teleportation in the area we were just in" His tone was direct but calm and focused as he addressed her. He knew she was nervous and usually this type of communication worked well with nervous types.

He on the other hand, was going to get to work getting the facial recognition started on location the vigilante so he could be brought to justice. Tritter took a seat, shifting a bit to get comfortable in a chair that was obviously not designed for one of his stature. He than proceeded to type in the parameters to the facial recognition software, muttering something to himself about technology, as that is not something he is very good with. Unless it involves weapons, than that is something he is good with. He first put in parameters regarding the appearance of their face, he closed his eyes for a moment to call up the image of their face he saw when they had grabbed his hands.

His first parameter was that their face was naturally, masculine with an angular cut jaw. The next parameter he added for was dark brown eyes. He than added that they had a long crew cut. He took a moment to recall their height in relation to his own, they were roughly six inches shorter than the Executive Officer, so he opened it up for a range, anything from 6'4 to 6'8 height wise, to make sure that none were missed. He than would allow the software the time it would need to locate those who matched the criteria he was seeking.


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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #127 on: September 26, 2017, 08:22:30 am »
[Stellar Cartography]

Being a starbase, the Columbus's stellar cartography set up significantly outclassed any starship based equipment. Adeyemi saw Commander Daorn's point right away: the room, its viewer, and controls were massive. By boosting the signal gain it would be an unparalleled amount of information to sift through.

Analyn, however, was in her element. At the sight of so many shiny buttons the little girl was ecstatic.

"What's this one do!?" She asked brightly, getting ready to jab at big red button on the LCARs panel.

"Analyn!" Daorn said sharply in his deep basso Tellarite rumble. "Could you monitor the energy readouts for this department and let us know if it spikes past .051 mili-Cochranes?"

"Sounds boring, but...giddy up!"

"Good work," Adeyemi said under his breath to the other man as Analyn parked herself behind a readout display and stared at it intensely. Instead of monitoring anything, she called up an entertainment program on the readout, something about ponies and cowgirls. Adeyemi heard her laughing and some cartoon sounding gunshots, hooves beating.

"I've got a pair of children myself," Daorn confided as his hairy fingers danced over the console. "You learn a few tricks."

"Now, boost the signal gain and let's find this bastard," The captain said, shedding a little grace but preemptively forgiving himself. He was sick of feeling as if he was not in control of his own station.

"Good. I'd like a little private time with him."

"Negative. Commander Tritter is first on the chow line, and from what I know of him there won't be seconds."

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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #128 on: September 26, 2017, 01:36:21 pm »
Immediately, Dan started looking at repairs and part replacements that had been conducted, unfortunately in recent weeks, many repairs had been done and so it would have been easy for something to be missed and therefore a perfect time for someone to start building something with stolen parts. He transferred all the repairs from the last 2 weeks onto a PADD before then leaving his office and walking back round to Jenna asking "Found any missing inventory yet?"

[ Main Engineering ]

Jenna beamed with a bit of a smirk as Dan walked over asking if she found anything. To the untrained eye, it may seem like the search would be fruitless, but Jenna was detail oriented. "I have found quite a bit. Whoever it was, they cleaned up themselves well, but not enough for me,"She said.

"For starters our thief stole quite a bit of propulsion fuel from reserves for the exosuits. He didn't drain it all at once however. He thought he could sneak past normal refills, but I noticed a pattern and isolated it. As for other inventory, I figured out what was causing Holosuite so much trouble. I think in a few moments we will hear Molly say that a few of the mazicron chips are way past their prime," Jenna said. Like clockwork, Molly chimed in exactly what Jenna had described.

"It seems that our thief has been slowly switching out chips in different holosuites in order to experiment. He put them back just enough for the holosuite to run. It seemed his knowledge is a bit lax because any one of us could easily know which chips to use for which holosuite and which ones need changing. He's sloppy to say the least," She said. Before Dan could ask if there was more she continued.

"I am reading a report that a transport inhibitor was missing and  there was a new one reordered.No one even logged it. I had to dig through our collective inbox deleted messages to find it. There were actually multiple messages deleted. One from some apparently faulty surveillance equipment. Another message was thanking for the replacement. I am surprised no one reported the large dip in Plasma usage. All this was happening during night shifts it seems like. I could go on, but I am writing a report of all my findings and backing up everything I find in case our elusive Jack Rabbit tries to nuke his droppings," Jenna said. When she said all this she was not even looking at Dan. She was trying to create the report as quickly as possible.

"I always try to be true to who I am and just be myself."

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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #129 on: September 26, 2017, 03:02:27 pm »
[Upper Stem Deck 278 - Leanna's Quarters/Corridor]

Her knees and everything else started to protest with the prolonged contact with the floor as Leanna had stayed in the same position since she virtually collapsed after being unable to hold back her emotions any longer. The tears hadn't stopped creating red patches on her face and she honestly didn't know if they would anytime soon as every thought and feeling came to the surface and just when she believed everything was finally going right all of this happened and felt slightly guilty over the way she had lost control with Alex but perhaps she had realised that she couldn't be with him anymore and that it had been too soon.

Forcing herself to get up from the floor she looked around her quarters and decided that she couldn't be here right now not after this morning with Alex and maybe a walk around the station would clear her head then again she just wanted out where she didn't have to think. Not caring how she looked as she reached for the door release, the gentle hiss as it opened and she stepped out attempting to wipe her tears but it was no use.

Having no clue exactly where she wanted to go as long as it was away from the familiarity of her quarters and started to walk along the corridor towards the nearest lift.

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Leanna exited the turbolift again not really caring where she had the lift stop and didn't recognise immediately the floor she had gotten out on but the main thing was for her to be on her own without anyone interfering and continued walking.

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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #130 on: September 27, 2017, 10:50:44 am »
[Trill]

It was practically impossible for Knox to relax in the bubbling grey mud and so she emerged from the dark caves. Stopping for a moment to observe the suns rising, Knox closed her eyes as the golden azure light greeted her. It was her favorite time of the day. She always found the heat invigorating.

If only the Station's environmental controls could be a couple of degrees warmer...

She then spent the entire day going over systems reports. Her PADD was not exactly ideal, she missed her multiple consoles and her beloved Ops.


HIGHIST IMPORTANCE : LEVEL 5 SECURITY TRANSMISSION

Commander Tritter,

Assessment of the vigilante, Vengeance.

- Mention of immoral and unjust behavior, a desire to ‘do good'
- Highly knowledgeable of the Station's schematics
- Awareness of those involved in illegal activities, ability to locate and restrain
- Physically capable of violence and murder
- Has access to exo-suits and plasma refills
- Familiarity with holosuite systems
- Remained hidden from security, cameras and personnel during incidents
- No reported minor medical injuries following the incidents
- Unidentified Plasma beam weapon

Advise to reconfigure search parameters for the following:

Male, 20 - 40 years, StarFleet officer (potentially Security), 6+ months on the Station. Likely to have suffered the loss of a loved one (potentially wife). Highly likely to have visible minor injuries, contusions and fractures. Engineering incidents reported during the night, thus, also highly likely to be on the night rotation.

Internal systems should be modified to identify areas of the Station with life support that have plasma background radiation at a half-life matching that of the plasma burns on the victim.

— End Transmission —
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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #131 on: September 27, 2017, 12:18:09 pm »
[Location: Security]

Tritter had been laser focused on finding the vigilante. The facial recognition software had done it's magic, it had located the face of their vigilante. He would than motion over the Cadet, calling for her to come over. He than would pull up the face that came up in the recognition software. He would than compare it against the records for the personnel, both civilians and Starfleet located on the base. It would not take long for him to see a face. Once the face came up, he heard a beep indicating he had a message and he noticed that the header was urgent.

[Trill]

It was practically impossible for Knox to relax in the bubbling grey mud and so she emerged from the dark caves. Stopping for a moment to observe the suns rising, Knox closed her eyes as the golden azure light greeted her. It was her favorite time of the day. She always found the heat invigorating.

If only the Station's environmental controls could be a couple of degrees warmer...

She then spent the entire day going over systems reports. Her PADD was not exactly ideal, she missed her multiple consoles and her beloved Ops.


HIGHIST IMPORTANCE : LEVEL 5 SECURITY TRANSMISSION

Commander Tritter,

Assessment of the vigilante, Vengeance.

- Mention of immoral and unjust behavior, a desire to ‘do good'
- Highly knowledgeable of the Station's schematics
- Awareness of those involved in illegal activities, ability to locate and restrain
- Physically capable of violence and murder
- Has access to exo-suits and plasma refills
- Familiarity with holosuite systems
- Remained hidden from security, cameras and personnel during incidents
- No reported minor medical injuries following the incidents
- Unidentified Plasma beam weapon

Advise to reconfigure search parameters for the following:

Male, 20 - 40 years, StarFleet officer (potentially Security), 6+ months on the Station. Likely to have suffered the loss of a loved one (potentially wife). Highly likely to have visible minor injuries, contusions and fractures. Engineering incidents reported during the night, thus, also highly likely to be on the night rotation.

Internal systems should be modified to identify areas of the Station with life support that have plasma background radiation at a half-life matching that of the plasma burns on the victim.

— End Transmission —

He shifted focus on the message and proceeded to read it with an intent, focused gaze. He would take a moment before replying to her with the following message. The tone was serious and formal, but short and to the point, as such is his preferred method of communication. After the message was done, he turned his focus back to the identification of their vigilante.

He would than proceed to read over the man's name, a Lieutenant Umberto Fidelo, he was assigned to the Engineering Department. He knew what had to be done, they had to be apprehended. He proceeded to pull up the Engineering Shift Rosters, they were assigned to be working Main Engineering currently. He would than rise to his feet and turn to face the Cadet, "Are you ready to apprehend him Cadet?" The man's tone was strong, confident and calm as he addressed her.

HIGHEST IMPORTANCE : LEVEL 5 SECURITY TRANSMISSION]

Lieutenant Katharoz Knox,

Thank you for the information, our vigilante is an Engineering Lieutenant, we are going to apprehend him shortly. Good job gathering the intelligence Lieutenant.

Thank you,

Commander Michael Tritter
Executive Officer
Starbase Columbus

END OF MESSAGE, NOTHING FOLLOWS
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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #132 on: September 27, 2017, 08:14:13 pm »
[Sickbay]

Four security officers were rushed into sickbay and Naira called over everyone who wasn't currently helping another patient to assist in their care. While none of their injuries were life-threatening, she wanted to get them in and out of their as quickly as possible so that they could return to duty.

"Listen up everyone," she called out to the room as she reached for a hypospray loaded with Asinolyathin and applied it to the neck of the security officer with a broken nose. "We've got a dangerous vigilante on our hands and I want to everyone up and on their feet, doing what they can treat the injured and see that this individual is caught. If it means pulling extra duties, we're going to do it."

She grabbed a osteo-regenerator and set to work repairing the damage to nose and fracturing of the skull around it from the hard, blunt object he had come in contact with.

"Fanks docker." He tried to tried to breath through his nose and speak, but the swelling caused his speech to come out muffled.

Meanwhile, Leesill was treating another patient who had received only minor bruising and a good bump to the back of his head. He was winded and a bit sore, but ultimately he'd be fine. After examining him for more serious injuries, she handed him a cold pack and instructed him on how to apply it before helping him to sit back up on the biobed.

The Trill nurse couldn't help but continually glance up, over her patient's shoulder at the Orion doctor standing behind him. She smiled as she watched the other woman work. Her mind kept wandering to thoughts of them meeting up after work.

What should I wear? What should I do with my hair? Should I wear it up or down?

She went through the motions logging her patient's records in her padd and she stole another glance across the room.

She envisioned a dimmed room with dozens of lit candles scattered about. Dinner for two set on the glass table. In the background would be the faint glow of the phosphorescent Orion ferns and hundreds of stars just outside the window. 

Hopefully, this meant a return to how things used to be.

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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #133 on: September 27, 2017, 10:53:08 pm »
[Trill : Hoobishan baths]

Following a salt scrub and a hot shower, Knox relaxed in a rather large bath with several blue waterfalls flowing whilst white and yellow petals floated around her. She was very much looking forward to her massage, to experience both Ehjin's and Tirja's hands at work.

*Ping*

Dripping a little water, she reached over to her PADD and read the transmission.

HIGHEST IMPORTANCE : LEVEL 5 SECURITY TRANSMISSION]

Lieutenant Katharoz Knox,

Thank you for the information, our vigilante is an Engineering Lieutenant, we are going to apprehend him shortly. Good job gathering the intelligence Lieutenant.

Thank you,

Commander Michael Tritter
Executive Officer
Starbase Columbus

END OF MESSAGE, NOTHING FOLLOWS

Yesssss. Good luck, Commander.

Knox was not at all surprised by Commander Tritter's competence and diligence, but was concerned for a moment for his safety in apprehending Vengeance. Not doubting the Commanders abilities at all, however there was something about this vigilante that concerned her.

"We are ready for you."

Knox sighed, placed the PADD down and stepped out of her bath, smiling to the two handsome unjoined Trill men as she followed them.

This is exactly what I need.


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Re: S2:M1 - The Hero We Deserve
« Reply #134 on: September 28, 2017, 11:25:13 am »

[Promenade]

T'Prina placed her hands in Jett's larger ones and squeezed gently. The smaller affectionate gesture was easy since he had initiated it, and she hadn't struggled over thinking the meaning behind it.

"Captain Adeyemi personally asked me to be his representative. I appreciate your concern for me, but I will not be leaving the Columbus. I once ran away from a difficult situation because I thought it was the logical course of action. I will not do so again."

She trailed off, breaking eye contact and gripped his hand a little tighter. Adeyemi had brought to mind her Vulcan heritage earlier and talk of the past always reminded her of T'Mal. No amount of meditation or time had managed to rid her of the memory of what he had done, not while the rift remained in her family. She looked down at her hands, still entwined with Jett's. She hasn't expected to develop an attachment to anyone, least of all a reckless human man. But here they were, and truth told, she did not wish to lose him either. She looked up, catching his gaze once more.

"Tom, you do not have to face off against the universe alone. Do not be so quick to martyr yourself, as if there is no one left to care about what becomes of you."

Her world would certainly be diminished, less colorful without him in it. The Vulcan leaned forward then, her lips slightly curved in what passed for a smile.

"In any case, it would be... Irresponsible to leave you now, given the situation. You need me." The vestige of a smile left her countenance as she continued with sincerity. "And Adeyemi will need all the help he can get, whether his pride will allow him to admit it or not. We will have the advantage though, we have the truth, and you and I know to expect their underhanded tactics. For now though, the inquiry is over. I believe we gave the Inspector General quite a bit to consider."

She leaned back again, and thought about the tremendous amount investigation and research ahead of her. She was excited, but whether it was the work or the prospect of spending more time with Jett was a question better left unanswered.
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