[21:04] <SM_James> Summary: Rest and relaxation. That was supposed to be the order of the day. Then the day--or at least DS3's promenade--blew up. Now, Claymore and associated facilitie have a problem. The question now is... do they also have a solution?

[21:04] <SM_James> Star Trek: A Call to Duty is proud to present the USS Claymore in: “Reflection”

[21:04] <SM_James> Episode 4: "The Enemy Within" (122206.04)

[21:04] <SM_James> =/\= BEGIN MISSION =/\=

[21:05] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::steps off the lift, and tucks a PADD into his pocket while he heads into main engineering, looking around for someone.::

[21:06] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Standing at SCI 1, trying to see what sensors could pick up, rolling back to moments before the explosion.::

[21:06] <aCEO_Ens_Xi'Bray> ::In ME, going over personnel who may be able to go to the station and assist.::

[21:07] <OS1_Ens_Litoll> ::still on the bridge, wondering if the rest of his department is going to do any work today.::

[21:07] <SM_James> Scene: DS3's promenade is on lockdown, as is much of the station--including the ships docked there. Claymore remains at an elevated alert, and the security presence in places like main engineering is noticeable.

[21:13] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::checks something again and frowns and shakes his head moving out of main engineering grumbling about paperwork::

[21:13] <SM_James> #Scene: It's midday, and the morning services/routine of a planet in healing has been settled. ...And by that I mean businesses continue to repair themselves and slowly reopen, the occasional conflict continues to be put down rather forcefully, and the government--what there is of it before elections--continues to untangle itself. Or that's what we hope.

[21:15] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::While her scans are running, she tries to access the Melynche's movement logs.::

[21:15] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> ::In his quarters in the temporary diplomatic complex on Arealyn V, hastily packing his duffel::

[21:17] <SOO_LtCmdr_K'han> ::still at Mission Operations, sifting through his own channels for any information that might be useful, as opposed to just panic and people running around::

[21:18] <HFI_CW3_Veni> ::monitoring the unfolding situation with station space traffic at helm and making sure she's prepped for anything::

[21:19] <FCO_SubLT_Talin> :: standing next to the commander ::

[21:19] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::evidently standing next to the Sub-Lieutenant::

[21:20] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Gets a block on the Melynche's movements.::  XO: I've got a bit of a problem.

[21:20] <SOO_LtCmdr_K'han>  ::notices a pop-up on his screen and touches it, taking a moment to look at it due to the way it is flagged::

[21:20] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::turns:: CSO: What's wrong?

[21:21] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::In her office rubbing her temples while waiting on hold with the station crew::

[21:21] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: Melynche's movement logs are restricted and I don't have the security clearance to 'un-restrict' them.

[21:21] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::sits up as the PADD in front of her lights up with an 'Approved' message::

[21:22] <OS1_Ens_Litoll> ::sends the same 'offer of medical and security aid' and request for update message that he has been sending to deep space three::

[21:22] <SOO_LtCmr_K'han>  ::turns around and faces the middle of the Bridge::  CSO/XO: Yes, we aren't going to be able to access those records at all. I was just flagged on that access request as well.

[21:23] #<Rhylna> ::approaches the CO's quarters and neatly knocks once on the frame of the door, as has become his habit::

[21:24] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::slightly cocks an eyebrow at K'han and then looks over at the XO.  XO: Do you want the SubLieutenant and I to look into this from . . .less official means?

[21:24] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Stevens taps out the position for medbay and huts send on her PADD, leaning back in her chair for a moment to take a deep breath of relief::

[21:24] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> SOO/CSO: Are you telling me that Melynche's travel records are classified?

[21:24] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> Aloud:  Come in.

[21:25] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: I don't know about the Commander, but I sure am.

[21:25] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Stevens slides her PADD across the desk and with a deep breath gets up and heads into sickbay to check on the incoming patient::

[21:25] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Sticks the only object on his desk, a photo frame, in the bag, then zips it up::

[21:27] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: I'm also detecting two power overloads - or something very like them in the moments before the explosions on the promenade.

[21:27] #<Rhylna> ::pushes the door open and strides through, pausing just far enough in that he can close it:: CO: It is my understanding that you will be departing shortly, captain. My regrets that you will not be able to participate in the evening's healing ceremony. In light of recent events, we... and I suspect you... could use it.

[21:27] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::approaches Science::  CSO: Can you ascertain their sources?

[21:28] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: I'm trying now, Sir.

[21:28] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Smiles, but is clearly disappointed::  Rhylna:  I had been looking forward to it since it was scheduled.  Unfortunately, it seems that our presence is requested elsewhere.

[21:29] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Adjusts the sensor input to see if she can determine what it was that overloaded.::

[21:29] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: I can't get the answers from here.  I'd really need to be over there on DS3 to do some more looking.  Are they still restricting access to the promenade?

[21:29] <SM_James> ACTION: It takes perhaps a little longer than it should, but Deveraux is deposited by transporter beam onto a biobed in Claymore's sickbay.

[21:30] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Stevens starts a quick scan on the bio-bed and does a quick look up and down over Deveraux::

[21:30] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::nods::  CSO: I'm sure. And at this point, if we were to send you there, I can't promise we would be able to retrieve you right away, given the volatility of this situation.

[21:31] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: Okay.  Give me a few minutes. I have a thought.

[21:31] #<Rhylna> CO: It is always the way, it seems. ::tilts his head, considering the Cardassian:: There will be room for you, and your second officer, at any time. You have been of great assistance in your short stay here. The caretaker government sends its sincerest thanks.

[21:33] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::nods and turns::  OS1: Any word for DS3 Operations? Anything they are looking for that we can provide?

[21:33] <CO_Capt_Damrok> #Rhylna:  I only hope that we can continue to be of assistance.  I believe I've passed you my contact information, correct?  I can't promise to be available at all times, but if, in your dealings with our replacements, you can't seem to get anywhere on a particular issue, you can always feel free to reach out.  I'll do what I can behind the scenes.

[21:34] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> *MO_Lt_Nobel*:  Nobel, this is Simmons.  Are you in the middle of something?

[21:35] @<MO_Lt_Nobel> *CSO*: At the moment, but I can get away shortly if you need me.  ::Pauses:: Do you need me?

[21:35] #<Rhylna> ::considers for a long moment:: CO: They were chosen by you. Vetted by you. ::pauses, then, and shifts slightly where he stands:: I trust them as I would trust you.

[21:36] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> *MO*: I do.  I need you to head toward the source of one of the explosions with your tricorder.  When you're there, let me know and I'm going to link the Claymore's sensors through the tricorder.

[21:36] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Sitting beside her packed bag in her temporary housing, trying to read as much as she can find about what's happening back on DS3::

[21:37] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Smiles slightly as he picks up his duffel and sets it on the floor beside the bed, doing a cursory check of the drawers and surfaces::  Rhylna:  I think they're all well-suited to the task.  That doesn't mean they're invulnerable to bureaucratic drift.

[21:38] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Stevens looks at the readout and motions to a nurse to help move Deveraux into Surgery Room 2::

[21:38] <MO_Lt_Nobel> ::Hands over his patient to another doctor.  Grabbing his tricorder.::  CSO: I'm on my way.

[21:40] <MO_Lt_Nobel> ::Heads down the Promenade and opens his tricorder.:: *CSO*: I'm getting close.

[21:41] #<Rhylna> CO: To drift is natural, captain. No man is a straight line always. If one is aware of the drift, one is less likely to become lost in it. ::the older man pauses, stares briefly into the middle distance:: Time was we were not aware of the drift. You, your crew, corrected for that.

[21:42] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> *MO*: Routing Claymore's sensors through your tricorder.

[21:42] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::wonders if that last sentence exited his head in a perceptible way:: 

[21:42] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Stevens scrubs up and looks over the readout once more:: DN_Roberts: Laser scalpel, we need to treat the cranial internal bleeding

[21:43] <OS1_Ens_Litoll> :: checks for messages:: XO: I have no new requests or news from the station, sir.

[21:43] <MO_Lt_Nobel> ::Scanning to see what can be determined about the source of the explosions.::

[21:45] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Stevens starts working on sealing any internal bleeding in Deveraux's head as quickly as possible:: DN_Roberts: We need 2 more units of blood STAT.

[21:46] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> Rhylna:  It has been said that one cannot proofread their own work. ::Averts his eyes skyward for a moment; then, as an aside::  Last semester, I had a professor who said that I hadn't even attempted that much.  ::Half-shrugs a moment::  Sometimes things are too close for us to see...but accepting outside perspective is difficult.

[21:46] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::shakes his head:: ALL: So, we're supposed to sit here and help with the investigation, but no one wants help, and we can't access any information that is relevant or interesting.

[21:47] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: So, using Nobel's tricorder, I can tell you that there was a feedback look in what appears to be the secondary power relay in that shop.  That feedback cascased into the conduits along the wall.  That's what caused the explosion.

[21:50] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> CSO: So clearly something intentional. Can we tell how that loop was initiated? Was it by remote? Can we trace that further?

[21:51] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: I'll see if I can find out more.

[21:51] <OS1_Ens_Litoll> ::frowns slightly at the message and lack of more information, or active requests:: XO: The station did authorize personnel from security or medical to help with rescue and investigation things.

[21:52] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Stevens swaps tools between cutting sections off and sealing bleeding sections:: DN_Roberts: Roberts, better make that 3 units, hurry please

[21:54] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::finishes roaming various locations of the ship ending in the lounge.  He places an order and sits in one of the chairs near a window so he can watch::

[21:55] #<Rhylna> CO: There is an old proverb among my people that is often quoted, but--as evidenced--rarely adhered. If a man cannot see within, he shall remain blind without. ::pauses slightly:: You could help us only when we allowed you. Those elements which acted against that desire and prevented us from allowing you... they could not be helped. By you, or by us.

[21:56] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: walking around, not in uniform, with Roberts with her, just listening to the talk.  Every now and then her teams check in with her.::

[21:57] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Finishes the inspection of his quarters, satisfied, and looks to Rhylna, nodding::  Rhylna:  That is the truth of it.  ::Picks up his duffel and slings it over his shoulder, then slips his smallish, handheld PADD out of his pack, checking for an ETA on the ship that's coming to collect them::

[21:58] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::moves back towards Science::

[21:58] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: Roberts takes her elbow and guides her into one of the many bars on the station, this one being the 3rd one they were entering.  She really was not into the bar scene.::

[21:58] #<Rhylna> ACTION: Almost on queue, both Damrok and Raeyld receive an alert to prepare for transport.

[21:59] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Looks up as the XO returns her direction, and turns back to her sensors as she gets a ping.::

[22:00] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: Okay, so what I can tell you is that there isn't any evidence of remote detination, but that doesn't mean that it wasn't.  Just that I can't find any evidence of it.

[22:00] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Stevens nods at Roberts as she comes back in with more blood for Deveraux:: DN_Roberts: Thank you nurse, can you please get that started? I'm nearly done with the bleeders up here.

[22:00] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::nods, his frustration only growing, which incidentally also does not contribute to sound decision-making--not that he had many assets to speak of when it came to decision-making::

[22:01] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: But if it was locally detonated, it would most likely be a coordinated attack.

[22:01] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: taking a seat she orders some grape juice.  Something she usually avoided as she liked it too much.  But it looked like wine.  She looked around the room as Akima gave his order.::

[22:03] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Stops in place::  Rhylna:  ...Ah.  It would seem we are to hold position for transport.  ...I'm sorry, it looks like I won't get a chance to see everyone else off.

[22:03] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: Thanks the server who gives her slightly odd look.  Then leans back into her chair to spend time enjoying it, if not the general conversation going around.::

[22:05] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::places his hand on the top of the console, leaning slightly::  CSO: Yes, this would fit with the little bit we knew from before.

[22:05] <SM_James> ACTION: A general broadcast originates from DS3. "Citizens of the federation. We wish only for peace. For stability. For security. For the protection of our own. Grant us this, and all actions will cease immediately. Refuse us, and we will escalate."

[22:05] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::pauses::  CSO: But it doesn't seem like we're going to get any closer to the facts here.

[22:06] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> XO: I don't think so.

[22:07] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Stevens leans back and check the readout on the biobed:: DN_Roberts: Looks like cranial bleeders are closed, help me with the abdominal ones, if you would.

[22:08] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Watches and listens to the announcement over half of her Science screen.::  XO: Did you see this?  ::Starts scanning for the source of the transmission.::

[22:08] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: Looks up and raises an eyebrow and leans close to Akamia:: Tac Ens Akamia Roberts:  OK... I that makes some of the rumors sound more realistic towards being an element of the Maquis.  However, they did not say who they are.  Or what.

[22:08] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> :;circles around and looks at the console::

[22:09] #<SM_James> ACTION: As Rhylna casts a farewell smile, Damrok and Raeyld are plucked up like so many weeds, and deposited in the small transporter room aboard USS Neventra. The transporter console is manned by captain Savyl, Neventra's commanding officer. She straightens, then steps toward the pad to meet the two officers.

[22:09] @<Tac Ens Akamia Roberts> CTO:  Think the ship heard?

[22:09] <FCO_SubLT_Talin> :: mutters :: XO,SO: yeah... war is peace.  Ignorance is Strength...

[22:09] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze> Tac Ens Akamia Roberts:  One way ti find out.

[22:09] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Materializes beside Damrok, her duffel at her feet, a PADD in her hands, continuing to be devoured like the last meal of a starving man::

[22:11] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: As Roberts "covers" her, she discretely taps her commbadge::  *Bridge*: This is Tsela-Yokaze.  Checking to see if you heard the broadcast that just came over the station?

[22:11] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::sighs, which might do enough to obscure the "goddamnit"::

[22:11] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Lowers the PADD and nods to Captain Savyl, but defers to Damrok for the time being::

[22:12] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Looks over at the XO.:: XO: I can't get a specific fix on it, but it came from the general vicinity of the guest quarters on the station.

[22:13] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> CSO/FCO: Well, then that is where our contribution is going to be. I want you and Sub-Lieutenant T'alin to transport to the station and investigate. We're not getting any closer here as is.

[22:13] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> CSO/FCO: Start with the guest quarters, and work from there.

[22:13] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> ::Materializes, makes a quick assessment of the transporter room, then offers the Vulcan salute::  Savyl:  Captain Savyl, pleased to make your acquaintance.

[22:14] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Looks over at the FCO and then back to the XO::  XO: Aye, sir.  ::Sends a notice to her relief and closes out her console.::

[22:15] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> ::moves around the console::  *CTO*: Yes, we've heard. I'm sending Lieutenant Simmons and Sub-Lieutenant T'alin to investigate.

[22:15] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Waits for the FCO and then heads to the TL::

[22:15] <FCO_SubLT_Talin> :: nods :: XO: Understood sir.  

[22:15] #<N_Capt_Savyl> ::returns the salute, to both officers:: CO/CIV: Your reputation precedes you, captain. Commander. Welcome aboard. My orders are to see you to deep space 3 posthaste, given security uncertainties in the region. I trust you have been briefed.

[22:15] <FCO_SubLT_Talin> :: follows the CSO, starts doing a functions check on his disruptor in the TL ::

[22:16] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Nods once more, momentarily grateful Davis isn't around to see it:: N_Capt: May I ask, what is our ETA?

[22:16] <N_Capt_Savyl> #ACTION: There is a subtle shift as Neventra goes to warp--clearly the captain meant what she said.

[22:16] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  *XO*: We have not picked up much down here other then speculation it is some element of the Maquis that survived and up to no good.  But it is just an opinion.  But it is odd that is the focus and nothing else has been suggested.

[22:16] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> FCO: No using that thing, this time, huh?  I don't want you facing another court marital.

[22:17] <FCO_SubLT_Talin> CSO: Haven't faced one yet.  But not going into this situation unarmed.  Hopefully, won't have to use it.

[22:17] <CMO_LtJg_Stevens> ::Roberts helps Stevens by moving things around so she can reach the bleeding sections and close them::

[22:18] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::TL stops on the deck with the transporters.  Get's out and heads to the Transporter room.::

[22:18] #<N_Capt_Savyl> CIV: We are equipped to travel the Black Cluster with minimal interference to ship's systems. We will arrive at deep space 3 in 25 hours, 17 minutes.

[22:18] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> *CTO*: Simmons and T'alin will start with the guest quarters--we think the transmission may have originated in that area on DS3.

[22:19] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  *XO*:  Do you want me to join them or continue enjoying ummm... grape jucie... I mean, fine wine?

[22:19] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Draws a breath and blinks slightly...it feels so incredibly long...but she realizes they're undoubtedly making best possible time::

[22:20] #<CO_Capt_Damrok> Savyl:  Impressive.  ::Looks to Raeyld momentarily, then back to the Neventra's captain::

[22:20] <CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Heads down the corridor and enters the TR.  Then heads up and takes a place on the transporter pad next to the FCO.::

[22:20] <XO_Cmdr_Davis> *CTO*: If you're hitting dead ends on your own, yes, join with them and see what you can do.

[22:21] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze> *CTO*:  Acknowledged.

[22:21] <Transporter Chief> ::Transports the two over.::

[22:22] <N_Capt_Savyl> #CO/CIV: The technology is still in testing, however if successful, I believe it will be scheduled for application to Claymore and other vessels as needed.

[22:22] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: finishes her drink with a sigh:: Tac Ens Akamia Roberts: No more juice for me for a while.

[22:22] @<CSO_LtJg_Simmons> ::Arrives in the middle of the civilian quarters and starts scanning to see if she can triangulate the source of the transmission.::

[22:22] @<Tac Ens Akamia Roberts>  :: chuckles as he finishes off his "drink" and stands with his commanding officer.::

[22:23] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  *CSO/FCO*: Roberts and I are heading your way.

[22:23] <OPS_LtJg_Fong> ::picks up his plate stacks the utensils and cup back onto it, tucks something metalic into the cup, hearing it plop into the fluid and walks to the replicator.  He watches it dematerlize into goo and heads towards his quarters to change.::

[22:24] @<CSO_LtJg_Simmons> *CTO*: Acknowledged.

[22:24] <FCO_SubLT_Talin> :: nods to the transporter chief :: ALL: Energize.

[22:24] @<N_Capt_Savyl> ACTION: Talin and Simmons materialize in the guest quarters section of DS3. It's what you'd expect--a mix of Starfleet and civilian passers by who for whichever reason haven't chosen to remain onboard their ships. Simmons's tricorder is detecting several communications, but none specific to her task--to the surprise of no one, given they just got here.

[22:24] @<Tac Ens Akamia Roberts> :: looks up the location and heads for the nearest lift::

[22:25] #<CIV_LtCmdr_Raeyld> ::Reaches down and carefully picks up her duffel bag, slinging the strap over her shoulder, and looks back to the two Captains expectantly, eager to resume her monitoring of events back at DS3 and the Claymore::

[22:26] @<CTO_LtJg_Tsela-Yokaze>  :: As the lift drops them off in the guest section, she looks for her crewmates.::

[22:26] <N_Capt_Savyl> =/\= END MISSION =/\=