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ARC 19 - Only the Good Die Young - Mission 9 - SD: 11703.28
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Summary: As the crew continues the Proca investigation, the Jarrow, piloted by Captain Hawk, arrived in the shuttle hangar aboard the station.  However, shortly after landing, warnings aboard the Claymore sounded that Captain Hawk was gone.  Claymore security, medical, and engineering arrived on scene and opened the Jarrow outer door.  The vessel was shut down and no one was on board.
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<Britec> XO:  So, Commander Damrok.  Have you moved your vessel over to the station's shuttle hangar yet?  ::Moves over to the table and grabs two empty glasses.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Britec:  Yes.  I imagine it will have touched down on the deck... ::Glances to his PADD as he stands from the arm of the couch::  ...a few minutes ago.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::Sits at her chair on the bridge of the Claymore, looking through reports.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Follows Davis onto the Jarrow, and winces slightly, at the scent of sulfur in the air. Peers down at her tricorder to try to get a read on whether it's actual sulfur, or just something that smells like it::
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<Britec>  ::Nods as he brings over the glasses and sets them on the metal coffee table in front of the sofa.::  XO:  Good to hear.  The deadline is getting close.  ::Turns and walks back to the other table to grab a pitcher of brown liquid.::  I imagine word should be getting through the station about the recent accident.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Britec:  Undoubtedly.  Difficult to keep something like that a secret for very long in a place like this.  ::Watches as Britec shuffles around, but thinks better of offering to help::
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SCENE:  Inside the Jarrow, the consoles are all cold and dark. The entire vessel is shut down as if it had never been turned on.   A very thin layer of dust covers the science and engineering station consoles.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
<TO2_Ens_Senezem>  ::Frowns at the smell, keeping careful control of his breathing to avoid audibly gagging in front of superior officers and looks around the ship with his phaser still held ready for a short bit before setting up with the other security member on either side of the door, taking his tricorder out after a moment's thought::
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<Britec>  XO:  Do you think this will discourage next year’s race?  ::Picks up the pitcher and gingerly walks over to the coffee table and begins pouring two glasses.::   If we can find a solution to this, I think it should be well-forgotten by next year.  However, I may need to begin planning on a way to cover station transport myself if things continue to escalate.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Narrows her eyes, and adjusts her tricorder, scanning for any signs of epithelial cells within the Jarrow, other than Davis’, Senezem’s, and her own::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::Raises an eyebrow, crossing her legs as she reads nothing back from Williams yet.::
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@::She starts to scroll through something else as she hears and voice, pausing she looks up to see an ensign with a PADD in hand.::
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ACTION:  A loud banging on the Jarrow’s outer hull echoes through into the Jarrow.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Britec:  If we fail to apprehend those responsible for the sabotage...that would be the only circumstance under which I could envision next year's race being affected.  ::Takes the glass::  Thank you, DaiMon.  ::Raises the glass for a sip::  It's difficult to continue to play things off as an isolated incident without a concrete explanation.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::Taking the offered PADD, she looks over the data and nods.::  Outloud: Thank you, Ensign. Proceed.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Shakes her head:: TO2/CEO: It's been sterili ̶  ::Her voice jumps slightly at the banging::
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<J>  ::Bangs on the hull with his cane.::  Outloud:  Anyone home?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Britec:  If no one is caught, and we continue to claim coincidence for several incidents...I think that raises suspicion and gives way to speculation.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
<TO2_Ens_Senezem> ::Holds his phaser ready, spinning to follow the noise...and then immediately taking a deep breath he only just needed::
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::The ensign nods, taking the PADD back from the Captain and taking his leave.::
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<Britec>  ::Nods and takes a glass.::  XO:  You have a very Cardassian way of thinking, Commander.  ::Takes a sip of what Hew-mons call iced tea.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Lets out a breath:: TO2: Could you check that out?
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Britec:  Hm.  ::Takes a larger drink::  I don't know that anyone has observed that, before.  Not openly to me, at least.  ::Smiles a little bit, and doesn't seem put out::
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<J> ::Raps his cane against the hull again.::  Outloud:  What’s going on in there?  Come on out, I'm too old for these games.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
<TO2_Ens_Senezem>  ::Motions the other security member that came into the Jarrow to stay and puts up his tricorder and, after a moment's hesitation, his phaser, nodding::  CMO:  Yes, Sir, best one for the job.  ::Steps outside and orients toward the sound, not mentioning that it also gets him away from the smell::
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<Britec>  ::Smiles.::  XO:  Good, Commander, because it is an observation from someone who has always admired the Cardassians.  ::Pauses and puts a hand up.::  I will add, admired them in peace times.  I stay clear of them during wars.
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SCENE:  One old man, human, in a white jacket and white pants, continues to smack a metal cane against the hull of the Jarrow near the front windows.
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<J> Outloud:  Come on, I know you’re in there.  No need to hide from an old man.  ::Hits the side of the Jarrow a few more times.::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Looks down into his glass a moment, then takes another drink::  Britec:  That's fair enough.
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<TO2_Ens_Senezem> ::Moves over to the man, keeping out of cane reach even if he doubts people who could make Starfleet officers just disappear would come after them with codgers wielding walking aids::  J:  Excuse me, Sir, security.  Could you please stop banging on the shuttle?
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<Britec>  XO:  I didn't mean to offend you, Commander.  ::Smiles.::  I avoid all species during war.
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::She returned to the screen on her armrest.  It didn't look like there was anything to report from the counselor, either.  She would have to contact both Williams and Foster to see if they were able to find anything.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Shakes her head a little, and moves up to the helm of the ship, attempting to activate a single computer::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Holds up the hand with his PADD::   Britec:  Oh, no offense taken, believe me.  I wouldn't blame you for feeling that way.
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<J>  ::Places the cane down on the deck for support.::  TO2:  Shuttle?  Shuttle?  This piece of junk?  ::Walks a little closer to the security officer.::  This your wreck, Son?
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ACTION:  The Jarrow’s computer begins to reboot.  Consoles go into stand-by mode while the computer begins diagnostics.
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<J>  TO2:  Well?  I'm an old man, Son. I don't have time for standing around waiting on an answer.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
<TO2_Ens_Senezem> ::Wonders how much he could pay his sister to switch with him the next time guard duty possibly involving cantankerous elderly is involved::  J:  I'm just station security, Sir.  We're just checking on some oddities about the shuttle.
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<J>  ::Begins to walk past Senezem.::  Outloud:  Who else is in there?  ::Smacks his cane against the hull again.::  TO2:  Oddities?   You don't know the half of it, Son.  You in the shuttle, come out here at once.  ::Stops and looks over Senezem and smiles.::  Station security my ass.   ::Pauses.::  Ha!  ::Shakes his head.::  Self:  Station security
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Sighs a bit as she hears the altercation outside, and stuffs the tricorder back into her bag, after setting it to download the Jarrow's logs once it's finished diagnostics:: ::In a strangely lilting voice:: J: Coming!
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
<TO2_Ens_Senezem>  ::Frowns and wonders if he needs to motion the rest of the security team over  ̶  and increasingly wondering how they let someone so irate start banging on the shuttle in the first place  ̶  but clamps down on the thoughts given they already sort of failed to guard the Jarrow and Hawk already::
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<Britec> XO:  How long has it been, Commander?
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Ducks out of the shuttle, and looks up at Senezem:: TO2: I dunno. You're gonna have to tell the guys I'll need a pretty big up-front deposit. It's atrocious in there. I've never seen such a drab interior in my life.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Tilts his head very slightly and looks at Britec, not quite understanding the context of the question::
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<J>  ::Pats Senezem on the arm.::  TO2:  At ease, Station Security.  Outloud:  Well, there is another one, and she is better looking than you, Station Security.  ::Laughs.::
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<Britec>  XO:  Since you last were on Cardassia?
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Glances around to look at whoever was irritating Senezem, and smiles brightly:: J: Now, that's a lovely little ensemble.  TO2: See? Now this is a gentleman with a sense of style. You should take notes.
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<TO2_Ens_Senezem>  ::Turns, glad for the chance to look at someone other than the old man given his eyes probably betray his confusion and frustration, and rubs the back of his head with his hand::  CMO:  Yes s ̶  ...I'll keep that in mind.  ::Waits to see exactly where she plans to go with this before saying anything detailed::
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<J>  ::Looks over Raeyld.::  CMO:  Now, you I would believe stole this vessel.  ::Looks to Senezem.::  TO2:  I'd just take her away now, Station Security.
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
Britec:  Oh... ::Scratches his neck idly while thinking, and looks away::  ...close to fifty years, now.  I was three when we left.
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<J> TO2:  Any women that talks like that has stuff to hide.  Compliment and truth aside.
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<Britec>  XO:  Any plans on trying to return?  Or does Cardassia not even feel like home?
Host CO_Capt_TShara says:
@::T'Shara thought to herself how could Hawk have just disappeared....  There were so many things going on on the station with the explosion.  Was whoever that was behind the explosion also behind his disappearance.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Tosses her head slightly and brushes a strand of hair out of her eyes:: J: Oh please, what nonsense are you talking? Mr. Shenezem ̶  Senzihem ̶ Seraphim ̶  ::Clears her throat:: The security guy here, is the one who let me in. The owners were interested in a makeover, wanted it to look stunning for all the coverage when they "win the race."
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Shakes his head, then looks back to him::  Britec:  I don't think I've ever had any desire to do so, no.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Holds out her hands to J, simultaneously reaching her free hand into her kit:: J: Sara R, designer extraordinaire. ::Her free hand withdraws a pre-threaded needle, whose thread floats about with a little flourish:: A New Look is Just a Thread Away. ::With a little too much cheese::
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<J> ::Nods with a smile.::  CMO:  Really?  Interesting.  I happen to know one or two things about a shuttle like this. ::Takes a step or two closer to Raeyld, then turns his head back to look at Senezem.::  TO2:  Cover your ears, Station Security.   ::Turns back to Raeyld.::  CMO: This vessel is one of two things.  And not starting in any general order.
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
<TO2_Ens_Senezem> ::Obviously, doesn't cover his ears, but does tense, though if in reaction to the possible need to intervene if the crazy old coot that he hasn't been able to read yet or in reaction to the terrible pun, even he doesn't know::
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<J>  Two, it’s stolen, or one, it’s got the stink of Starfleet all over it.  ::Bangs his cane against it.::  CMO:  So, Miss Fixer Upper, want to tell an old man the truth?
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<Britec>  ::Takes a sip of his drink.::  XO:  More interested in seeing what’s over the horizon.  ::Lifts his glass.::  I do admire that.
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Shrugs her shoulders:: J: It's not Sara R Designs’ policy to verify ownership prior to consultation. ::Tilts her nose up slightly::
Host XO_Cmdr_Damrok says:
::Lifts his glass as well::  Britec:  Appreciated.  ::Slowly downs the rest of his iced tea::
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<J> ::Snickers.::  CMO:  So, Miss Sara R.  ::Squints and walks a little closer.::  I'd be happy to sell you some parts that may fit this wreck.  Or you could ask those folks in the Akira.  ::Looks over to Senezem.::  Or just ask Station Security.  I bet he has some ideas on where you can get some Starfleet parts.  ::Turns.::
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<J> ::Begins to walk down the side of the Jarrow towards the forward section.::
CTO_Lt_Kytides says:
<TO2_Ens_Senezem> ::Wonders if those who said you should respect your elders actually met any elders, and looks to Raeyld after the old man turns away, though keeps himself ready to turn after him if he starts ringing the hull with his cane again::
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<J> ::Pauses.::  CMO:  By the way, Sara R.  I'm Jay.  If you need me I can be found here in the shuttle hangar or over in the Red District.  ::Turns back and begins to walk away.::
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<J>  ::Smacks the side of the Jarrow with his cane again.::  Outloud:  Still more in there!  ::Laughs.::
CMO_Cmdr_Raeyld says:
::Squishes her face up unpleasantly for a moment, then purses her lips in thought:: J: We'll see.
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