Brett:
 Summary: The away team is discovering all is not as it appears on the Galaxy Princess.  And now it seems a string of robberies can be added to the odd goings-on.

Brett:
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CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Would you please scan and tell me if anyone is in that office?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Indicating the purser's office ::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::waits while the CSO does her scan::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::almost frowns, eyebrows near imperceptibly knit together as she looks at the door, her tricorder just having been pulled out and flipped open:: CO: Aye sir... ::she had just had the same thought... and does the scan::

Brett:
 INFO: The tricorder shows someone is inside the office: a humanoid life sign.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: There is someone inside. ::sounds even more grim than usual::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: I realize there are a lot of conflicting emotions around us right now but see if you can't target whomever is inside.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Thank you, lieutenant.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Rings chime on door. ::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO: Sir, I will do what I can. It will be hard, as I do not know who is inside that room or if it is their mind I am picking up

Brett:
 Action: A voice calls out from inside, muffled by the door: Go Away!  I'll take your statements tomorrow!

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::watches to see if the life sign moves::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: I understand. It should be easier once we're inside.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Voice: I am Captain Tar Rin Mash'ev of the USS Delphyne and I would like to speak with you.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::eyebrow raises upon hearing the voice::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::tries to focus his telepathic abilities on the life sign in the room to see if he can figure out what the person inside the room is thinking::

Brett:
 Action: There is a long pause...

Brett:
 <Voice> CO: Um, can you come back later, I'm very busy?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::quietly:: All: Busy not taking statements...

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Voice: Actually, we're here to help resolve this situation. If you'd let us in, I'm sure we can get to the bottom of this quickly.

Brett:
 INFO: Another long pause....

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ~~~CSO: Syrna the person on the other side of the room is very afraid, but is hiding something.  Do you detect any weapon?~~~

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::upon hearing the Counselor looks down to her tricorder and scan for weapons::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO/CNS: I detect a disruptor of some kind inside.

Brett:
 INFO: After several minutes it appears the purser is apparently going to see if you'll simply go away.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Rings chime again, speaking a little louder this time. ::  Voice: Hello? Perhaps you didn't hear me? I said we're here to help sort this out.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ~~~CSO: We could simply beam him out of the room and into a holding cell on the Del, and remove the weapon in transport. ::mental smile:: that would be the easy way~~~

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::thinks about the possibility of transporting the guy out of the office and on to the Delphyne where he can be questioned... but she's feeling a little less than fully patient::

Brett:
 <Voice> CO: Um, alright...um...come in.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: We'll need to make sure he doesn't use that weapon.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 *DEL* Beam the life sign out of the purser’s office into a holding cell and remove his weapon in transport.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods:: CO: I shall go... ::stops speaking when the Counselor does::

Brett:
 <TR Chief> *CNS*: Understood...energizing.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: What?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO: Sir, I detected a spike in his desperation. I was afraid he was going to hurt himself... or one of us.

Brett:
 <TR Chief> *CNS*: Transport complete.  We've got him.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: I see. I'm sure we're going to have a very surprised purser on the Delphyne.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO: Well, that is better then a dead purser here, or a worse a dead Captain.   I guess I could have let it happen and taken command of the Del ::grins::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: Next time, I believe I'll let you open the door first.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO: Would you like to have him beamed back here for questioning or shall one of us return to the Del to question him?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS/CSO: Let's take a quick look around and then get back to the Del so we can question him there.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods to the Captain::

Brett:
 <Man in Crowd> CO: Well?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::nods to the captains response, and hears the man from behind::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS/CSO: Depending on what we find will depend on who goes back.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Man: Yes?

Brett:
 <Woman> All: So what happens now?  I want my things back!

Brett:
 INFO: The small group of annoyed passengers expresses their displeasure at what, to them, was an anticlimax.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Crowd: We're going to search for your items now and also question the purser further. If you'll all continue to be patient, we can get this over with sooner.

Brett:
 Action: Grumbling, the group disperses.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Opens the door of the purser's office. ::

Brett:
 INFO: Inside the small office, the scene is one of chaos.  It appears the room has been ransacked.  On one wall is the ship's security area, containing "safe deposit" boxes.  These are now open and empty bins are scattered on the floor.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS/CSO: Well, this isn't a good sign.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::pulls out his tricorder as he follows the group into the office::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods:: CO: I agree... ::begins searching the office::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Waits by the door, intent on not contaminating the evidence. ::

Brett:
 Action: The CSO opens a small closet, and a man tackles her.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::struggles with the man and attempts to use a nerve pinch on him::

Brett:
 INFO: As she struggles underneath the uniformed man, it becomes apparent he is not fighting with her.  Shortly, the team sees he is dead, killed by a disrupter shot to the chest.  He wears the uniform of a ship's officer.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::turns and sees the man, and sees his limp form::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CSO: your nerve pinch wont work, he is dead

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::gets up realizing that the man she was fighting with is dead, almost looks annoyed at the counselor and, much like a Terran feline sticks her nose in the air, turns her back on him and keeps looking through the office::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::would laugh at how Syrna but he figured with a dead body it wouldn't be right::

Brett:
 INFO: A little investigation reveals the dead man is Purser Fred Smith.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO: Well at least we know why he was getting desperate

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: That is the purser in the personnel file... I believe our fellow has a good deal to answer for.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS/CSO: Not to mention the ransacked office. Any clues on your tricorders?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::starts doing a scan of the room, and of the body trying to figure out the time of death::

Brett:
 INFO: The man has been dead for about a day.  Perhaps only an hour or two after the truncated distress call was sent.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: I can collect the samples and record them with the tricorder. You and the counselor should question the man who was here.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: I will also need someone from medical and specialized equipment/

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Very well. Keep a security detail here and the office door closed. Beam out if there's a problem.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: Let's get back.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *aCMO*:  Doctor, please send medical forensics specialists to this location to assist the CSO with an ongoing investigation.

Brett:
 <MO> *CO*: Acknowledged.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *OPS*: Two to beam up, me and the CNS. Energize when ready.

Brett:
 Action: Soon, two medical officers beam in carrying several small cases of equipment and specimen collection equipment.

Brett:
 Action: The CO and CNS return to the Delphyne.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 @::supervises the medical team::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Leads the CNS to the holding room. ::  CNS: I'm not sure what mood he's going to be in so we'll have to be ready for anything.

Brett:
 INFO: The CO and CNS arrive at the Delphyne's brig.  A small man, in need of a shave and dressed in an ill-fitting Princess Line's uniform is pacing despondently in a cell.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO: Sir, you are talking to the shrink about being prepared for mood swings, not to mention the empath. ::smiles::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: ::laughs:: Well, I'm really just trying to get myself ready.  <edit: move ours up a bit>

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Walks up to the man's cell and looks in. ::  Man: I am Captain Tar Rin Mash'ev of the USS Delphyne. Who are you?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::wonders how the Captain is going to handle this, is he going to go with the tough act, or more of a mind game act.  He waits to see::

Brett:
 <Man> CO: I'm, um, I'm the ship's purser, Mr. Smith.  And I, um, I am outraged... Yes, outraged!  At this, uh, this, draconian treatment!

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Man: You look quite... lively... to be Mr. Smith. Perhaps you'd like to tell me who you really are?

Brett:
 <Man> CO: ::Looks around, obviously scared::  I'm not telling you anything fleeter!  Go pound sand, I didn't do anything!

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::while the CO is talking to him, he tries to pick up on the mans thoughts::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Man: It's only a matter of time before we determine if the radiation signature of your disruptor was the same one that killed Mr. Smith.

Brett:
 <Man> CO: hey man, I didn't kill him!  I mean, I don't know anything about it.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Man: You better start talking, because at the moment you were the one found in his room with a disruptor, and your are the one with guilt. I would start talking if I were you; we have enough to charge you with his murder already.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Looks at the man with annoyance on his face, shakes his head slightly. ::

Brett:
 <Man> CNS: Charge me?  But I didn't do it...Hey, hey listen, they'll kill me if I talk.  You understand that right?  You gotta believe me, I didn't kill the guy.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Man: It seems you are having a hard time separating the truth from the lies.  How about you start again, if you don't talk to us we can't help you.

Brett:
 <FCO> *CO*: Bridge to the Captain.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Man: Well then you better start talking because they are going to kill you anyway if we beam you back over their, but I guess since you didn't do it we should just release you from this nice protective cell

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Steps away from the cell. ::  *FCO*: Go ahead. ::quietly::

Brett:
 <Man> ::Sits down on the bunk and puts his head in his hands::  CNS: Oh man....

Brett:
 <FCO> *CO*: Sir, we've detected transporter signatures in the proximity of the Galaxy Princess.  We're trying to trace them now, but it looks like someone is being beamed off the liner.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Man: I believe you, I am a telepath so I know you are telling the truth, but we can not help you if you do not talk to us. Like I said if we send you back they are going to think you spoke to us, and you are going to be the next body we are investigating.

Brett:
 <Man> CNS: Look, you can't do that, o.k.?  I know Starfleet, you guys won't do that!  But, you gotta protect me...If I talk to you, you have to take me somewhere far away, give me a new identity... stuff like that.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *FCO*: Find out where they're going! If it's not too late, extend shields around the Galaxy Princess to disrupt their transporter.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Man: if you talk to us we will protect you, if you don't we do not have a choice but to release you where we found you

Brett:
 Action: The FCO and bridge crew move to their tasks.  The Delphyne moves in close to the Liner and extends its own shields around the large ship.  The transporter signatures lead to a spot in space but nothing is there now?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Man: You can start by telling us who you are

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: Commander, I'm needed on the bridge. I assume you have everything under control here?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 CO: Call if you need me

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CNS: Likewise.  :: Leaves the Brig, heads for the Bridge. ::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::turns back to the man:: Man: As I was saying, your name?

Brett:
 INFO: The man informs you that he is part of an Orion Raider crew that was sent to board the Galaxy Princess.  Aside from the loot they could get from the safe in the Purser's office, the pirates began looting cabins.

Brett:
 INFO: Their real target, however, was the Holo-vid star Linea San Martine who, the man says, owes his boss a lot of money.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Man: Well know that we know who you are, and what you were doing, I also want to know if the Command crew of this liner knew what was going on and if they aided you in your task?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO:  ::arrives on Bridge::  Find out where the transporter beam went, ensign. We don't want anyone to get away.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 @::keeps an eye on things in the purser's office as the Medical teams work::

Brett:
 <Man> CNS: My Captain told 'em they'd be well paid to just sit tight and not make a fuss.  We weren't there for the passengers or anything...

Brett:
 INFO: As the CSO is wrapping up her investigation of the Purser's murder, it is discovered that all the anomalous life signs have left the Princess.  But now, they seem to be one short.

Brett:
 <<<<Pause>>>>