Brett:
 Summary: The Delphyne is mere hours from entering the Romulan Neutral Zone on its diplomatic mission while aboard, it would seem the two ambassadors are targets of an unknown assassin.  Both the Federation and Romulan envoys remain in sickbay under guard while the investigation continues.

Brett:
 <<<<Resume Mission "Double Blind - Part 6">>>>

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::at her station beginning to go over the records of recently assigned crew::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::in sickbay with the ambassadors::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::walking around the ambassadors beds checking their vitals::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: On the bridge. ::  CSO: Any ideas? Is there something I haven't thought of?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::briefly looks up:: CO: Unfortunate I have no idea where to go from here. On Aldea it was a matter of the lack of evidence leading us to believe... albeit correctly... that the artificial intelligence that ran the planet did the murders of the federation scientists... but this... the Delphyne does not have a living computer that reasons like the one on Aldea.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: ::sighs::  I suppose it _could_ be coincidence? It just seems odd timing that Charbok mentioned a holo-mystery just before all of this happened. Another coincidence?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Ambassadors: How are you feeling?

Brett:
 <Charbok> CNS: I for one was looking forward to getting out of here and back to my quarters.  Or, my new quarters anyway.

Brett:
 <Webber> Charbok: Sorry about that old man, dreadfully inconvenient of me to almost die just when you were about to get out.  ::Chuckles::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Charbok: I can imagine, but we felt we could provide more security here for the time being.  There are guards outside and only required staff in here

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::almost frowns:; CO: If it is a crew member it would have to be a long standing crew member. ::ponders the CO's question:: It is perhaps a coincidence... ::tilts her head curiously:: Sir... perhaps the replicators near Charbok's quarters should be inspected. I tried to analyze them from the bridge... but...

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: ...perhaps they were set to send a false signal when a diagnostic was run on them.

Brett:
 <Charbok> ::Waves away the comment::  CNS: I understand, and believe me I am greatful for your efforts.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::tries to hide a small laugh at Webbers comment::  Ambassadors: I am sure we will have this figured out soon, is there nothing that you can tell me that might help our investigation.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: By all means. I shall accompany you.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Do we want to start on the same deck and check the unoccupied rooms first?

Brett:
 <Webber> CNS: Isn't it possible that the environmental controls in my quarters simply malfunctioned?  I mean, why would anyone want to murder me?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::gets up and goes to the lift::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Webber: Anything is possible I guess, but both of you becoming injured so close together is unusual

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Absolutely. We'll compare the ambassador's quarters to vacant VIP quarters as a comparison... something for a baseline comparison.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Goes to TL with CSO. ::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods and pockets her tricorder::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 TL: VIP Quarters.

Brett:
 <Charbok> CNS: Yes, i agree.  My people are mistrusted by yours and I would expect nothing less than an assassination attempt while in your space.  However, Mr. Webber is one of your own so I too am puzzled by the attempt on his life.  If, indeed, that is what it was.

Brett:
 <FCO> *CO*: Captain, we are five minutes from the Neutral Zone.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::almost frowns:: CO: Sir. You are needed on the bridge....I can do this inspection.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::feels the lift arrive on the proper level::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Charbok: Perhaps someone doesn't like the two of you together.  I do have to add just because your people are mistrusted doesn't automatically mean it was someone on our side, perhaps someone from your own planet is behind this.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *FCO*: Understood, ensign. Stand down to Yellow Alert and come to full stop until hailed by the Romulans. I'll be back momentarily.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: ::sighs:: That will only buy me a little time. I hope we can get _something_.

Brett:
 <Charbok> ::Frowns::  CNS: That is possible.  There are those in my government who do not want a closer relationship with the Federation.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods:: CO: Aye sir. I will do my best. ::exis the lift::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::goes down the corridor, pauses at Charbok's quarters then goes to the next door::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Charbok: I just wish we had more to go on, please try and think of anything that might give us a lead

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::goes into the room next to Charbok's and inspects the replicator::

Brett:
 <Charbok> CNS: Well... I hesitate to mention this but...

Brett:
 <Charbok> CNS: ::Lowers his voice::  It was the Captain who suggested I replicate some food more to my liking.  I left the party and took his advice....

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Follows CSO. ::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::pops the panel off as the tricorder shows nothing unusual and does a visual inspection while the tricorder continues to do its own inspection::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Charbok: I assure you that our CO would never bring harm to anyone on this ship

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::finds nothing, snaps the tricorder closed:: CO: There is nothing out of place here... I shall go to the next one. ::turns and exits the room::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Leaves her office and makes her way to Charboks' quarters::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Of course.  Self: What am I missing? What clue got past me?

Brett:
 <Charbok> CNS: Of course not Commander.  But, unfortunately that is the only odd occurrence I can think of.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ::does a passive scan of Webber to see if he can pick up on his emotions::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: No clue. It is a lack of evidence that disturbs me. The only other person besides one of the crew... would mean Charbok did this to himself. I would like to eliminate other possibilities before we accuse the Ambassador of attempting suicide. I can see easier ways to do that act.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::enters the TL and pretty much ignores anyone while studying the tricorder and padd in her hands::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Exits the TL and moves towards Charbok’s door::

Brett:
 <FCO> *CO*: Um, Captain?  The Romulans are hailing us sir.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: I did not want to venture down that path of reasoning... and how would that explain Webber's attack? Unless they were both faking it.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::sees the CTO, nods at the captain her agreement::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Charbok: I am sure there is another reason behind all of this, and for everyone's sake I hope we figure it out fast.

Brett:
 <Charbok> ::Nods::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: I am... grasping at straws. Ideas. Fragments of theories that have no evidence at the moment.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *FCO*:  ::sighs:: On my way.  CSO: Apologies, but duty calls.  ::turns and heads for the TL. ::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CTO: Lieutenant, I could use your assistance.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Keep at it. We'll be heading into the Neutral Zone in a moment and may not get another chance.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods:: CO: Aye sir.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Enters TL. ::  Computer: Bridge.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::startles at the CSO's voice:: CSO: What?  ::blushes a bit deeper blue::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CTO: I have a possible theory about how the chemosite may have gotten into Charbok's quarters without the room being disturbed....

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ~~~~CSO: Have you found anything out yet?  I haven't seen any weird behavior in the ambassadors besides both of them have very strong mental shields that block me from even detecting emotion, and Charbok just mentioned the CO was the one who told him to use the replicator~~~~

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CSO: You do?  ::Looks at Rhykmal:: What have you found?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CTO: The replicators, if altered in a specific way can be turned into a low powered transporter device. From a replicator near by... ::pauses as she gets the thought from the CNS, then hears the CTO:: CTO: I've found nothing and that is what I find disturbing.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CTO: Pardon me a moment... ::puts her hand to her head in a clear gesture she's telepathically communicating with someone::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Exits TL. :: 

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: Who will I be talking to?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ~~~CNS: We have found nothing... but I am following up on a.... for lack of better way... of putting it a wild theory...~~~

Brett:
 <FCO> CO: I'm not sure sir.  There's nothing out there.  ::Gestures to the empty view screen::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Thinks about what the CSO says:: CSO: So....  ::pauses as Rhykmals' hand moves up to her head and waits, glancing around::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: Undoubtedly they are cloaked, ensign.  Answer the hail, put them onscreen.

Brett:
 <Webber> CNS: Excuse me, but, why have we stopped?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::goes back to look to the CTO:: CTO: What I am presently attempting to do is inspect all the replicators in range to see if any have been altered in such a manner. Then if there are any... we shall at least know the method of delivery. It is a... unlikely possibility...still I can think of no alternative. Can you?

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Webber: I am not sure, perhaps we have reached the Neutral Zone.

Brett:
 <FCO> CO: Aye sir.  ::Does as instructed::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CSO: That seems to be the best lead we have so far, other than that, we have no one entering the room, no one 'adjusting' the replicator and no one leaving the room

Brett:
 Action: Shortly, the bridge of a Romulan ship appears on the screen and a stern faced Commander nods at the Captain.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CSO: And I don't believe in 'no one'.  So what can I do to help?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Nods at the Romulan commander, slight smile on his face. ::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 ~~~~CSO: Have you ever heard of such strong mental shields that can block both thought and emotions~~~~

Brett:
 <Storal> COM: Del:CO: Captain, my understanding would be that you would proceed into our space for another day before making the transfer of your passengers.  Is there a problem?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 <Noseitall> ::At TAC, watching the Captain and the Romulan::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CTO: Precisely why I came to this as a possibility. I would like for us to split up and inspect all the nearby replicators on this deck. I have just finished with this one... you will need to pull the panel and look inside. Use your tricorder to scan it as well.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::points down the hall:: CTO: You take that half of the VIP quarters and I will take these ::points in the other direction::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CSO: Understood

Brett:
 <Webber> CNS: Well Commander, I wonder if I might trouble you for a favor.  In my cabin is a small briefcase. My notes for my presentation to the Praetor are inside.  as long as I'm stuck here, I'd like to go over them.  Could you retireve it for me please?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: ROM: Storal: No, there isn't. I gave an order that we should wait here until contacted so that we might be escorted.  I apologize for the delay, I was called away from the bridge for a moment.

Brett:
 <Storal> COM:Del:CO: You have been granted safe passage Captain.  No escort is needed. Proceed.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::begins walking to the next room to inspect the next replicator:: ~~~CNS: Yes. Normally from a telepathic race... such as yours or mine.~~~

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 <Noseitall> ::Checks the area of space around them, looking for, but not expecting to find, any trace of other possibly cloaked Romulan ships::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 COM: ROM: Storal: Thank you, Commander. We're proceeding now. Mash'ev out.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::enters the next room and pops the panel on the replicator::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 FCO: Close connection. Warp 3.5 to designated coordinates. Engage.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Webber: I will send someone to retrieve your briefcase as I have orders to stay here

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 <Noseitall> ::Snorts at the small beep of the console:: Self: So like they'll just pop up for you with a sign

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Sits down, looks over logs briefly while he thinks. ::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 <Noseitall> CO: Sir, no other Romulan ships around

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::scans the replicator::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::moves to the room next to Charbok’s and moves to the replicator, pries the cover off and runs a scan::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 *CTO* Please have one of your guards retrieve Ambassador Webbers briefcase from his quarters, it has his meeting notes in it and he would like to review them

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 Noseitall: Thank you, keep an eye out just the same. We know they're out there but we're safe... for now.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::finds nothing and goes to the next room::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 *CNS*: Aye.  ::looks out the door::  Ens. Leachman: Go over to Ambassador Webbers quarters and get his briefcase.  Then take it to sickbay

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 *CTO* Thank You Lt

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 <Leachman> CTO: Aye ::she moves off to get it::

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Webber: Your case will be here soon

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 *CNS* Ensign Leachman will be on her way

Brett:
 Action: As the Delphyne enters Romulan Space proper, Syrna's dormant tricorder beeps for her attention, startling her out of the pattern of clueless searches.

CNS_LtCmdr_Llewellyn:
 Webber: You are working hard on that , must be some speech

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::looks at her tricorder::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::raises her eyebrow:: Self: Webber? Why?

Brett:
 Action: The Delphyne enters the Neutral Zone and proceeds across that long forbidden area of space.  Time passes as the CSO and CTO search the VIP cabins for signs of mischief.  The ambassadors sit in Sickbay, Webber working on his speech and Charbok napping.

Brett:
 <<<<Pause>>>>