Lookie Lookie It's a Rommie

Posted on 14 Apr 2013 @ 3:41am by Lieutenant Commander Evelyn Coleman & Lieutenant Commander Amynta Markos & Petty Officer 1st Class Siren Hex Saalm
Edited on on 14 Apr 2013 @ 7:20am

1,387 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Episode 03 - Frontier
Location: USS Galileo: Intelligence Office
Timeline: MD5 0800

ON:

Evelyn was standing in front of the large monitor with a map of the region. Reviewing the latest reports from Starfleet Intelligence, she began placing markers in the various systems that tachyons emissions were detected, each marker a different color relating to time emissions were detected.

Once she finished she pressed her com badge. =^=Lieutenants Markos and Liyar please report to the Intelligence Office. =^=

=^=Consider me already there=^= Markos replied and got up from where she had been sitting in her quarters. She put the pads back before straightening her skirt and moving to check her hair. She quickly pinned it up before walking through, entering the Intelligence Office. Her eyes went at once to the monitor and the map. She felt she knew it inside out now...close her eyes and she still saw the patterns. "Coleman..." she greeted the other woman, giving a small nod and a matching smile.

Liyar ducked in behind Markos, eyes buried in his PADD and on the code fragments he'd finished translating. He glanced at the map on the wall, taking in the tachyon emissions. Romulans, his mind pieced together instinctively. Romulans, here.

Eve smiled at both of her officers and then snapped her fingers, "Forgot one." She tapped her combadge =^= Crewman Siren Hex, please report to the Intell office.=^=

Siren Hex glanced up from her desk, letting out a soft breath. Something was on the horizon then. She moved through quickly, leaving her work behind. She noted the others, smiling as she walked to take up a chair. "Sorry if I kept anyone waiting."

"Liyar I know your field is Diplomacy but you know, if anyone asks I'm giving you the proper Intelligence Clearance effective immediately, you are after-all a Senior Officer, and in a weird way my joint-Department Head." She nodded at the Vulcan.

"Understood."

Eve looked at Liyar and nodded, "Right, anywho... Hex, welcome; Markos; Liyar, as you all can see, tachyon emissions were detected in the neighboring sectors. Obviously first guess would be Romulans have noticed two Federation starships heading this way. So I decided to chronicle the detection. Red markers are the most recent, past several days, Yellow, detected a week ago, Green several weeks. There isn't much red As you can see, most of the markers closest to us are either Yellow or Green with the exception of this Red one near the Indri star system.""

Liyar stepped down to survey the board, tilting his head to absorb the information laid out for them. "You suspect these may be threats to our mission," he surmised bluntly.

"Desperate people will take desperate measures if you push 'em far enough," Siren shrugged lightly, watching the board with a frown. "And if it looks like we've found something, it's only natural they'll want to know what it is."

"For all we know, the Romulans maybe be patrolling this area near their border. So we shouldn't jump to conclusions just yet." Evelyn tapped on the Data PADD and the map zoomed out revealing two Starfleet Insignia markers on either end of the map. "Crazy Horse And this is the Macedonia Both will be crossing near these areas of space. Hex I want you to retrieve their sensor data when they completed their long range scans."

"On it," Siren nodded as she made a note on her padd for it. She didn't have all that much experience with other races, not compared to a lot of fleeters. One thing she had picked up? The mistrust for Romulans. Right or wrong.

Liyar watched them both silently, studying the map in front of them blankly. It didn't escape his notice that Crewman Jaeih was absent from their gathering.

Markos watched them all for a moment before frowning. She was thinking about it all, considering facts and what they had heard so far into the mission. "They'll be trying to get information off our readings as much as we are. I can't quite imagine them as....scavengers..." she briefly met Coleman's eyes. "What about other potentials in this sector?"

"There are no other potential threat, however the Venture will be doing a mini-mission to the Setisar Nebula, if there is any threat that is currently undetected it would be in there." Eve nodded, and tapped her PADD again revealing different satellites in the area with silver markers. "Markos," She pulled out a data rod and handed it to her. "here are the codes needed to access these satellites. I want the three of you, to find out how many ships we're dealing with here. Each tachyon emissions would have a different signature to them, of course Starfleet never bother to do the thorough research, so it's up to us."

"I can forward you some information from the V'Shar as well," Liyar offered, arms crossed over his chest. "Movements, coordinates, positions. It may be helpful in determining their motivations here." He leaned over to examine a red pattern spattered across the top left corner, eyes narrowed slightly.

Evelyn smiled at Liyar, "You never disappoint me, Lieutenant. Do it." She said giving him a hard nod.

"It will be on your desk within the hour," Liyar replied, already typing with two fingers on the PADD. He paused for a moment and took a single step forward, toward the map, and used the edge of his unoccupied hand to slice an invisible line between two swerved points in one of the signatures. He tilted his head curiously and then went back to typing on the PADD.

Observing her Vulcan comrade she arched her brow, folding her arms across her chest, "You noticing something, Liyar or just taking a mental note?"

He blinked a few times to himself, finished tapping out his sentence and silently stuck his head out toward the display again, bird-like. He brought his hand up and carved the same line through the same place as before. The pattern there... They looked almost identical, but - he shook his head. What was different? Something was not the same, one of these things is not like the others -- he squinted and fell silent, allowing his consciousness to catch up. After a few seconds he nodded. "They diverge. The patterns. They are separate," he suggested, intrigued. "The signatures, they are two separate signatures. Ships. They are very close together."

Evelyn looked over the map and nodded, "I see what you mean. Once Hex and Markos get their information we will review their findings and see if patterns are still different."

Liyar nodded vaguely. "Yes, understood."

Markos arched an eyebrow, watching them. Nice for them to have a conversation and mention her and Hex. "Yes," she said, sounding almost bored. "I'll take Hex with me now and we can get our information. So that you two can review it."

"Alright, any other issues you three would like to bring up?" Evelyn asked her team.

Liyar looked up from his PADD, his eyes tracking between Hex, Markos and Coleman. Markos was dry, a crinkled leaf, loud and crunching in the wind. Cinders and sparks, smoothed wood. Mordancy and wit in red lipstick. Hex, he didn't know. She was new. He sensed warmth and strength, crafted into foundations of welded metal and lead, bright at every point. Coleman was as she'd always been. Upside down, inside out, dimensionally phased and unapologetic. People were distracting. He shouldn't have stopped working, he would fall into figuring them out. Trying to. Failing. Trying again. It was terribly interesting. He studied all three of them owlishly for the first time since they entered the room, absorbing them each, but said nothing, only shook his head.

Hex shook her head, finishing making her to do list. There was plenty of research to be getting on with. At least if she could get it done it would leave the officers free for other tasks. "Dandy," she replied almost absently, to indicate there was nothing more.

Evelyn nodded, "Very well. Keep your ears open, dismissed."

OFF:

Lt. Cmdr Evelyn Coleman
Chief Intelligence Officer/2XO
USS Galileo

Lieutenant (JG) Liyar
Diplomatic Officer, VDF/SDD
USS Galileo

Crewman Siren Hex
Intelligence Officer
USS Galileo
(PNPC: Lt JG Scarlet Blake)

Lieutenant JG Amynta Markos
Assistant Chief Intelligence Officer
USS Galileo

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