05-31-2025, 09:35 PM
[Understood. Give me a moment and I'll let you know what we've got. Be back shortly.]
Mara appreciated how straight to business Robin was. The senior officers had a lot to figure out, after an apparently innocuous stop of a smuggler ship had produced evidence of an enemy long thought to have been beaten and now seemingly moving quietly right under the Federation’s nose.
How do we even play this now? The moment we report this back, Command are gonna have us scannin’ every molecule in this nebula for more evidence. And they’d be right to do so. I’m gonna be bored outta my tiny mind watchin’ sensor readouts.
[Acknowledged, Chief] came the reply from Svenson on the Bridge. [All the prisoners are either stunned or dead, and I've got Commander Omdor here with me. Thankfully, we didn't lose anyone. I had everyone who was injured beamed back to Artemis as soon as the last Klingon was taken down, but yeah, it wasn't pretty, Chief.]
“Glad everyone’s safe,” Mara replied. “I’ll get the names off you later and we can go see ‘em in Sickbay. In the meantime, look after our new spanner monkey in chief for me. I know Engineerin’ probably isn’t your strong suit but try and keep switched on. You ain’t missin’ much down here. Yell if you need me.”
With the channel closed, the Chief sighed. It was a personal policy of hers that if anyone under her command ended up in Sickbay, she made a point to visit them at the earliest opportunity. It kept her connected with the consequences of her decisions, and for the most part it seemed to reassure the crew members that had been hurt.
At this rate I’m gonna have to stop by half the department. No losses to Okehampton’s team but the bridge team took a beatin’ and we lost two here as well.
“Hey Chief. Come check this out!”
Trevathan was waving at Calleja from across the cargo bay, and the Amazonian Lieutenant headed over to see what had got him so excited.
“So most of these guys, shocker, they’re on no registers or databases,” the Security officer said, handing over a tricorder as he stood over the bodies of the two Klingons that Mara had taken out at the same time. “These two though, they flagged up. Er… So-cat and Ni-cat, I think it says.” His mangling of the Klingon names wasn’t unexpected. “Detained as smugglers and cargo confiscated near Aldebaran. Destination was given as Pomn. I’m sure I’ve heard of that place, but can’t tell you why. Either way, it’s a lead.”
Mara nodded. She always carried a PADD in her webbing and she linked the data slate up with the tricorder to download the information before handing the scanner back.
“It is. I’ll go pass that on to the Cap. Good work,” she said, clapping the man on the shoulder as she headed over to where Crawford and Ramius were watching the destruction of the qoH’s cargo from a safe distance.
As she walked, Robin reported back. Mara was between teams and listening on an earpiece there was no chance of eavesdroppers.
[There are thirteen blood samples, not one. Five Cardassians, eight Vorta. All of them are clones, not just the Vorta, which is why the computer was having problems figuring things out. Different ages, but otherwise the same.]
Who the fuck is clonin’ Cardassians? That don’t make sense. Unless the Cardassian is or was somethin’ special?
[Captain, request permission to beam to the freighter. I'd like to take a medical tricorder and genetic scanner and see if there's anything else I can figure out.]
That part made Mara grin to herself. Robin’s curiosity had gotten the better of her. Normally she would have objected but the qoH had been pacified enough that it was probably reasonably safe.
The Security Chief got to Tyra and Nathan just as the CMO finished her report and request.
“Info overload time,” the Bandaran said, handing over the PADD with So’qat and Ni’qat’s data on. “We’ve been checkin’ the bodies, and 2 of them actually got a hit,” she added. “These 2. Detained as smugglers passin’ through Aldebaran. But we do have a destination, place called Pomn. Not one I’m familiar with, but could be a lead. What about you, Mr Intelligence? You recognise the name Pomn?” she asked, looking straight at Nathan.
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Mara appreciated how straight to business Robin was. The senior officers had a lot to figure out, after an apparently innocuous stop of a smuggler ship had produced evidence of an enemy long thought to have been beaten and now seemingly moving quietly right under the Federation’s nose.
How do we even play this now? The moment we report this back, Command are gonna have us scannin’ every molecule in this nebula for more evidence. And they’d be right to do so. I’m gonna be bored outta my tiny mind watchin’ sensor readouts.
[Acknowledged, Chief] came the reply from Svenson on the Bridge. [All the prisoners are either stunned or dead, and I've got Commander Omdor here with me. Thankfully, we didn't lose anyone. I had everyone who was injured beamed back to Artemis as soon as the last Klingon was taken down, but yeah, it wasn't pretty, Chief.]
“Glad everyone’s safe,” Mara replied. “I’ll get the names off you later and we can go see ‘em in Sickbay. In the meantime, look after our new spanner monkey in chief for me. I know Engineerin’ probably isn’t your strong suit but try and keep switched on. You ain’t missin’ much down here. Yell if you need me.”
With the channel closed, the Chief sighed. It was a personal policy of hers that if anyone under her command ended up in Sickbay, she made a point to visit them at the earliest opportunity. It kept her connected with the consequences of her decisions, and for the most part it seemed to reassure the crew members that had been hurt.
At this rate I’m gonna have to stop by half the department. No losses to Okehampton’s team but the bridge team took a beatin’ and we lost two here as well.
“Hey Chief. Come check this out!”
Trevathan was waving at Calleja from across the cargo bay, and the Amazonian Lieutenant headed over to see what had got him so excited.
“So most of these guys, shocker, they’re on no registers or databases,” the Security officer said, handing over a tricorder as he stood over the bodies of the two Klingons that Mara had taken out at the same time. “These two though, they flagged up. Er… So-cat and Ni-cat, I think it says.” His mangling of the Klingon names wasn’t unexpected. “Detained as smugglers and cargo confiscated near Aldebaran. Destination was given as Pomn. I’m sure I’ve heard of that place, but can’t tell you why. Either way, it’s a lead.”
Mara nodded. She always carried a PADD in her webbing and she linked the data slate up with the tricorder to download the information before handing the scanner back.
“It is. I’ll go pass that on to the Cap. Good work,” she said, clapping the man on the shoulder as she headed over to where Crawford and Ramius were watching the destruction of the qoH’s cargo from a safe distance.
As she walked, Robin reported back. Mara was between teams and listening on an earpiece there was no chance of eavesdroppers.
[There are thirteen blood samples, not one. Five Cardassians, eight Vorta. All of them are clones, not just the Vorta, which is why the computer was having problems figuring things out. Different ages, but otherwise the same.]
Who the fuck is clonin’ Cardassians? That don’t make sense. Unless the Cardassian is or was somethin’ special?
[Captain, request permission to beam to the freighter. I'd like to take a medical tricorder and genetic scanner and see if there's anything else I can figure out.]
That part made Mara grin to herself. Robin’s curiosity had gotten the better of her. Normally she would have objected but the qoH had been pacified enough that it was probably reasonably safe.
The Security Chief got to Tyra and Nathan just as the CMO finished her report and request.
“Info overload time,” the Bandaran said, handing over the PADD with So’qat and Ni’qat’s data on. “We’ve been checkin’ the bodies, and 2 of them actually got a hit,” she added. “These 2. Detained as smugglers passin’ through Aldebaran. But we do have a destination, place called Pomn. Not one I’m familiar with, but could be a lead. What about you, Mr Intelligence? You recognise the name Pomn?” she asked, looking straight at Nathan.
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