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Searching for Clues, Part 2

Posted on Wed Oct 14th, 2015 @ 6:55pm by Commander Khelev ch'Koro [Halan]

Mission: Resurrection Day
Location: Intelligence Office
Timeline: Before Blackout

[Message sent at 17:33] Message follows: Commander ch'Koro, please report to the Intelligence Office on deck 5, section 8 at your convenience. - Lt. Zera

Khelev pulled up the message when it came in, he'd been working on another project with the holoprojector he had in his office and he wasn't sure he wanted to deal with intelligence at this time, so he considered ignoring it. He was locked in that moment of decision before saving his work and heading down to see Zera.

When he arrived, he rang the chime and waited for him to call him in.

"Enter," Zera called over his shoulder. He was leaning against the desk, arms crossed, and staring at the collage of images and reports. His coffee had gone cold, and after talking with Kelly he didn't bother to replace it yet. Without looking to see who it was, he added, "Please, help yourself to the replicator and take a seat."

"I'm fine," Khelev's antenna flicked at the air in annoyance as he sat down across from the intel officer. "But thank you. What can I do for our Intelligence Office today?"

When he heard Khelev sit, Zera turned and gave a polite nod to the blue man before taking a seat himself. "Commander, thank you for coming. If you weren't aware, Commodore Hawkins had requested my assistance in finding the Unholy Trinity. I would like to ask you some questions about the Fates Folly case, as you were on that away team, according to the reports."

"I made a detailed report, but all right," Khelev folded his arms, his antenna twitching a bit as he eyed the intel officer. He didn't know how he felt about hte Bajoran man but he didn't want to be in the meeting.

"I'd like to start by asking what you witnessed on board Fates Folly. What did you observe, from your perspective?"

"Death," Khelev replied sharply. "The kind of death you can't just wash off when you're back. It's the kind of smell that you never forget. There was a lot of blood and the cargo bay was strung up with dead bodies. What more do you want?"

And yet another on his growing list of people who didn't like him. Ignoring the harsh reply, he continued. "Was there anything that was salvageable, any video surveillance, or audio recordings?"

"We went over the computer, we transferred back everything we can find but a lot of it has been corrupted or wiped. There was a forensic computer team assigned to rebuild whatever data that they could," Khelev explained. "I haven't heard from them in a while but they'd be a good group to check with."

Zera gave a curt nod. "I will. Now," he leaned forward, "was there any technology, a mechanical thing that seemed out of place, maybe not of any standard Starfleet equipment? Or maybe if something is of our standard equipment, then maybe something that could have been overlooked?"

"It was a civilian ship, it's not quite to tidy as a Starfleet ship. The biggest thing we noticed was the equipment left in the cargo bay. It was part of some kind of pumping system they used to pump out all the victim's blood," Khelev replied, shifting in his chair. The scene was gruesome. "But we only have a few broken tubes, there was nothing remarkable about them."

The Bajoran typed something onto the computer. "Had you been to any of the scenes prior to that on Fates Folly?"

"I was part of the away team that discovered the Wasp, it was the first ship that had been discovered by a Starfleet vessel," Khelev's antenna twitched but he kept them from moving too much. "I lost some friends on that ship, people I'd known since I was a boy. You can understand this has been difficult for me."

"I am sorry for your loss," Zera replied. He looked at his cup for a moment, "I can't say I understand, but I can imagine. We're almost done." Clearing his throat, he asked, "Was there anything that differed between the two scenes that you can remember?"

"Yeah, we found someone alive on the Folly," Khelev gritted his teeth. "A coward who hid in a smuggling compartment that could have fit more than just him. He wasn't very helpful though and we dropped him off where we dropped the Folly."

The Bajoran nodded slowly, typing again. "Thank you. I understand that this must be a difficult topic to discuss, and I am grateful that you took time out of your evening to see me. If there isn't anything else, you’re free to go."

"I was detailed in my reports," Khelev stood up from the chair he had been sitting in. "And there should be notes from the investigators assigned to the two ships we'd brought in."

"Noted. Thank you Commander," Zera replied.



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