USS Excalibur Sim Log - 09.16.18

[Cdr Miranda Hawthorne 0]

MISSION BRIEF: Excalibur is preparing to leave orbit of Risa, but first they must locate a lost science officer.

 

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

Cptn Swain: BEGIN SIM

 

Maryse Dubois: @ ::With Augustin, carefully getting closer to the questionable building.::

Hakran K'hal: # :: with the team at Irene's hotel room, doing the forensics ::

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::Next to Maryse on a small overlook, hidden mostly from view eyeing the entrance to a shady building on the outskirts of the Risan settlements. He held up a pair of viewers to get a better look.::

Rhan K'hal: :: on the Excalibur monitoring both teams and exchanging data where necessary ::

Hunter Matheson: ::at helm, ready for whatever happens:::

Cptn Swain: ::At the science console, frowning at the dampening field, hoping Will can do something about it::

Irene Mincine: # :: So far, the forensics team has found Human/Klingon and Deltan biological material on the bed and the phaser burn on the ceiling. The science drone would also pick up a peculiar energy signature. It looks like a Ferengi transporter beam. ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Matheson, do we have communications open with both teams?

Hakran K'hal: # :: looks over the bioscan data from the bed :: Rrrowwl. :: clears throat ::

William Chocox: ::is working down in Engineering:: A frequency here, a shift here.

Hakran K'hal: # :: turns back as the drone scan bleeps :: Ferengi. :: sigh ::

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::frowns:: There's movement at the door.

Hunter Matheson: Yes, ma'am.

William Chocox: ::makes some more adjustments:: +Swain+ What about now?

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Watching.:: Hopefully we can get the field down, or else this may get messier than expected.

Hakran K'hal: # +Excal+ K'hal here. Not seeing any signs of injury, except to the ceiling. However we have detected a Ferengi transporter signature. Doesn't necessary mean Ferengi are involved since they'll sell for a profit. But. They do have a bad reputation with the Risans.

Cptn Swain: << Give me a number 1-12 Will >>

William Chocox: ((8))

Cptn Swain: ACTION> Success! Will's tweaks allow us to get a better view inside the compound. However transporters are having a much harder time getting through the dampening field.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::She frowned at the news.:: Transporter signature? So someone snatched Mincine? +Hakran+ Acknowledged. What else are you seeing down there? Signs of a struggle?

Cptn Swain: +Will+ Better. I am able to get primary sensors through the dampening field, but... I doubt we could get a transporter lock.

Irene Mincine: # :: The room, other than the burn on the ceiling, isn't very messed-up, just ransacked. ::

Cptn Swain: ::Begins a scan of the building::

Hakran K'hal: # +Miranda+ Based on the phaser burn on the ceiling, someone got a stream off, and based on the angle I'd say it was from the bed. So I believe Irene may have had a chance to get one o... :: stops that particular wording right there ::

Maryse Dubois: ((lol))

Cptn Swain: @ACTION> A couple of shady figures in dark clothing approach a door to the building where they're met by a burly Nausican who looks them over before letting them pass.

William Chocox: +Swain+ Would you like me to see what I can do there?

Hakran K'hal: # +Miranda+ I believe the shot originated from the bed. However, the rest of the mess looks more like a messy search than a struggle.

Cptn Swain: +Will+ Yes.

Rhan K'hal: :: zooms his wheeled chair over to the console next to him, checks with the Risan authorities to possibly get a lead on anything Ferengi related ::

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Groans. Looks to Augustin:: Ever dealt with a Nausican before?

William Chocox: +Swain+ On it sir.

William Chocox: ::starts working on trying to get through the transporter issue::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Hakran+ Does the establishment have security recordings of the public areas?

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::Frowns, but nods:: I was stationed at Starbase 21 for a while right out of the Academy. They were regulars.

Irene Mincine: :: The Risan authorities transmit *way* too much documentation on Ferengi activities, along with the message: 'more specific, please.' ::

Hunter Matheson: ::adjusting communications so everything comes in clearly - well, as clearly as possible:::

Maryse Dubois: @ Well that's reassuring at least. How do you want to handle this situation?

Hakran K'hal: # +Miranda+ We'll give that a check. Also sending up the Deltan DNA signature we found... intermingled... with the Human/Klingon. :: does so ::

Cptn Swain: I am not getting any specific Starfleet signals. Though there is a small blip that could be a comm badge. It's hard to say. There are at least a dozen or so life-signs. I am trying to see if I can narrow it down to Human-Klingon hybrid.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Matheson, as soon as you get that DNA signature, run it through the database and see if we get any hits. If this was a criminal, they'll likely have some sort of file.

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::Takes a deep breath:: We don't have anything specific to go on as far as a legal reason to enter... but maybe it's just a club?

Hunter Matheson: ::Swain:: Sir, I can shift the ship's orbit for a better read. ::turns to Hawthorne:: Yes, ma'am.

Cptn Swain: @Augustin>+Excal+ Augustin to Excalibur

Hakran K'hal: # :: Indaura :: See if you can get anything more out of the room, I'm heading back to the security chief.

Maryse Dubois: @ ::nods:: But what kind? We can't just stroll up and ask.

Hakran K'hal: # :: heads out of the room, follows the hallway back to the front desk where the hotel's security chief is grumpily waiting ::

Indaura Ryssan: # Understood

Hakran K'hal: # :: requests any security footage they may have, as well as asks about the Deltan, in case he's a regular ::

William Chocox: ::tinkers in the guts of the transporter computers, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows::

Irene Mincine: :: Bingo - the Deltan's DNA signature comes up in Risa's security computer. Kasmati Prell, mid-20s, female. Many arrests for petty theft, simple assault. Possibly associated with an unknown Ferengi male. ::

Irene Mincine: # :: The room is tapped out for evidence, at any rate. ::

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> Maybe we can find out from the register. Care to look into it?

Rhan K'hal: :: since he's monitoring pretty much everything he can, gets the hit at the same time as Hunter - revises his request to the Risan authorities while sending the data down to both planetside teams ::

Indaura Ryssan: # :: The computer would have to process all of the data, but she could not wait long ::

Hunter Matheson: DNA signature came through, Commander.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Augustin+ Go ahead.

Hunter Matheson: It's running the database now, and....

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> +Miranda+ We're outside a building near the transport coordinates. We've seen a few... less than savory individuals go in through a side door. Looks like there a Nausican doorman.

Hunter Matheson: Oh, yeah. Name: Kasmati Prell, min-20s female. Petty theft, assault, might be attached to a Ferengi male.

Indaura Ryssan: # +Excal+ Dr. Ryssan here, uploading hotel room sensor data. Have the processor up there look for anything we may have missed.

Hakran K'hal: # :: checks the incoming blip, revises his request to the front desk to that of a Deltan female - as Irene's boss, hasn't cared how Irene gets her rocks off, nor cares except as it relates to finding her ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Augustin+ Are you going to attempt entry? Do you need a larger force?

Rhan K'hal: +Indaura+ Receiving and routing.

William Chocox: +Swain+ I've tinkered with the transporters a bit, is the computer saying anything different about our ability to transport from wherever it is we're trying to transport from?

Irene Mincine: # :: The front desk replies that Irene did take a Deltan back to her room that night. They provide security footage that matches Kasmati, but state that neither of them left the room. ::

Hakran K'hal: # :: thanks the hotel personnel for their assistance, steps away ::

Cptn Swain: +Will+ I still can't pin point any specific life signs. Whatever kind of dampening field they're using is pretty good. Maybe cross check with what we know on Ferengi shielding?

Indaura Ryssan: # :: taps :: +K'Hal+ Data sent to Excal.

Rhan K'hal: +Indaura+ I'll let you know if we get anything back, Doc.

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> +Miranda+ I was going to get your opinion, ma'am. I certainly have enough people available, but it is private property and we don't exactly have jurisdiction here. We could simply walk up and ask what's going on.

Irene Mincine: :: The Risan authorities reply with a much smaller list of Ferengi - only a few on Risa are known or suspected to have Deltan associates. One of them is a local of the district with the club, in fact... ::

Indaura Ryssan: # +K'Hal+ Will do.

Hakran K'hal: # +Excal+ Hotel footage shows the Deltan female did not leave the room, so is either another victim or complicit.

William Chocox: +Swain+ Aye sir. ::slides out and goes to the computer to start checking::

Rhan K'hal: :: wheels back over to the console with the Risan information ::

Maryse Dubois: @ Hmm... ::Takes her coat and uniform coat off. She then fixes her hair a bit. She was left with a black tank top and black pants.:: Think this will work?

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::Looks back to Maryse, nods as he takes off his own uniform jacket::

Rhan K'hal: Hmm... :: looks through the data, then pulls up a search on the local Ferengi ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: +Augustin+ If you can gain entry without alerting them to the fact that you're officers, then do so. If not, we can get the local authorities involved.

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Nods and takes a deep breath.:: Well at least we have people watching us if it goes bad. ::Shakes it out.:: Ok. I'm ready.

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> +Miranda+ Understood. We'll keep the calm line open.

Irene Mincine: :: A pretty sparse biography pops up. 'Grint. Ferengi male, middle-aged. Current domicile: Lamelle District.' Rap sheet includes robbery, selling stolen merchandise, conspiracy to defraud investors, tax evasion... but nothing about kidnapping or serious violent crimes. No detailed information on current activities. Possible associates: Unknown Deltan, possibly female. ::

Rhan K'hal: Commander, before they go in...

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::Nods to Maryse, sliding his comm badghe into his pants pocket before heading towards the door with Maryse in tow::

Rhan K'hal: :: zips the data on the Ferengi to Miranda ::

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Smiling, looking like she was her to have fun.::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Frowns at information about the Ferengi. She nodded to Rhan.:: Get the team that information. Could be our Ferengi is at the establishment they found.

Rhan K'hal: Aye.

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::Makes the short jaunt to the door, where they're greeted by a burly, tall Nausican who looks them over::

Cptn Swain: @Nausican> ::grunts something in Nausican, before turning his head sideways to look at them::

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Smiles.::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Matheson, see if Risan planetary security has any tracking data on these two unsavory individuals. I'd like to see where they've been.

Hunter Matheson: Aye, ma'am.

Rhan K'hal: +@+ :: sends the information down to the team's hardware on silent alert mode, so at worst their tricorder or padd would just vibrate, meaning no tell-tale LCARS beep ::

Cptn Swain: @Nausican> ::steps closer, putting his hand on Maryse's face, grunting in Nausican again:: I don't know you. But this one is... pretty. Maybe I just take her for door fee? Ha-ha-ha.

Hunter Matheson: :::contacting, sending security requirements and waits for the answer:::

Hakran K'hal: # :: makes his way back to the room and the scan team :: Anything?

Irene Mincine: :: They've been spotted in the district as of a few days ago, but Risan security doesn't have detailed info on their whereabouts because they weren't doing anything outwardly suspicious. Federation privacy laws and all that. ::

Hunter Matheson: Not much here, Commander. Sending it to you now.

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> Only if you want to lose that pretty face of yours in the process. ::grins::

Maryse Dubois: @ You really know how to make a girl blush. ::Looks at Augustin.::

Cptn Swain: @Nausican> ::Laughs deeply, patting Maryse on the shoulder:: You two go in,, But don't cause trouble or else I kill you both. Ha-ha-ha.

Indaura Ryssan: # :: Scanning something on the bed closely ::

William Chocox: +Swain+ I've made some more modifications, any better?

Cptn Swain: @ACTION> The door opens, and the Nausican moves out of the way, letting Maryse and Augustin enter.

Indaura Ryssan: # Just examining things for myself

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Gives a slight laugh as she walks in with Augustin.:: That was fun...

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> Nausicans are something else. ::nods:: We should be inside the dampening field, so our tricorders should work.

Irene Mincine: # :: It's biological material all right, but not the kind that will help in an investigation... ::

Cptn Swain: +Will+ Still not much. But it is a little clearer.

Rhan K'hal: :: starts an autosearch into the Federation database to look for the Deltan and the Ferengi, and then sends off a short search request (illegally) piggybacked onto normal communications going into the Ferengi network to see if this Grint has any reputation ::

William Chocox: +Swain+ Well then, I shall continue my search.

Irene Mincine: :: Grint has no criminal record in Ferengi space, naturally. The Federation database has them on the official 'do not buy from these people' list for pawn merchants. ::

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::Looks at the data that K'hal sent them as he opens his tricorder::

Hakran K'hal: # The locals are here, we can pass the rest of this :: indicates the room with a hand wave :: off onto them. We should see if we can get any more humint.

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Checks as well.::

Cptn Swain: ACTION> The 'club' such as it is, is a bit loud. There's a bar and several alien dancers because of course. It's dark and lowly lit. Readings show a set of stairs that leads to a lower level where Maryse might be able to detect the half-human/klingon hybird.

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Recognizes the signature.:: She's downstairs.

Cptn Swain: @Grint> ::Sighing:: Is that thing awake yet Prell.

Rhan K'hal: I'm not getting very much. This Grint doesn't seem like a criminal mastermind, and nothing so far is showing up any violent tendencies. Not to mention blood often makes for higher expenses and lower profit.

Indaura Ryssan: # You are right K'Hal.

Indaura Ryssan: # The computer will do the rest.

Irene Mincine: @ :: Irene answered Grint's question for him. :: "I can hear you, you know."

Cptn Swain: @Grint> Ugh.

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Checks out the area by the stairs.::

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::Nods::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Reading through the criminal files, she glanced up to Rhan.:: Sounds like Mincine got caught up with the wrong people at the wrong time.

Cptn Swain: ACTION> There appears to be some sort of cordon near the stairs, and another Nausican.

Irene Mincine: @ "You're lucky my arm's in this sling, Ferengi, or I'd reach through this door and rip your throat out." :: Irene growls, then coughs. ::

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Robbery gone wrong?

Hakran K'hal: # Time to go talk to people. :: paused :: Our specialty.

Maryse Dubois: @ I don't think this one will be as friendly. ::Motioning to the Nausican.::

Cptn Swain: @Grint> Maybe we should just leave her somewhere. I guess maybe some Orions would pay for her... but ugh.

Rhan K'hal: That'd be my best guess, Commander.

Cptn Swain: @Grint> Maybe we can still make a few strips off these clothes though. Always a market for a fake Starfleet uniform.

Rhan K'hal: Not that it does Irene any favors.

Cptn Swain: @Nausican2> ::Looks at Maryse::: You here to see Grint. See about buying from Ferengi?

Maryse Dubois: @ Uh. Yes! Yes, we are. Rumor is he just came across some new merchandise.

Irene Mincine: @Prell> "Yeah. Too bad *she's* damaged goods. Oh well, Orions usually don't care."

Maryse Dubois: @ I would be interested in seing her...it...

Hakran K'hal: # :: exits the resort and hails one of the open-air taxis that littler Risa ::

Maryse Dubois: ((Ok, Prell doesn't happen to be a joined Trill, right? lol ))

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: Anyone can put their trust in the wrong person. ::Slight twitch as she leaned back in her chair.::

Irene Mincine: ((No lol)

Irene Mincine: @Irene> "Ugh. You know what they're going to do to you when they find out you *kidnapped*, *shot*, and *are trying to sell* a Starfleet officer, Grunt?"

Cptn Swain: << LMAO I forgot about that >>

Cptn Swain: @Grint> ::hits a button on his PADD::

Maryse Dubois: ((haha I was like OMG Javin is here?))

Indaura Ryssan: # :: Keeps up with K'Hal ::

Cptn Swain: @Grint> Next time try to pick a quieter one. Rule of acquisition #234 -- Merchandise shouldn't talk.

Irene Mincine: :: Irene jerks and screams! Maybe not loud enough to be heard over the club's music, though. ::

Cptn Swain: ::Glances over at Miranda at that line::

Cptn Swain: << Irene give me a number 1-20 >>

Hakran K'hal: # :: hops in the passenger area of the taxi, waits for Indaura to join him before turning to the driver :: Lamelle district, and this is business, not pleasure, so charge it to Starfleet.

Irene Mincine: @Prell> "You're the one who transported her here! This would have been a clean run if you didn't insist on the *Klingon*."

Irene Mincine: (( 5 ))

Maryse Dubois: @ ::Looks at Nausican2:: May we go in?

Cptn Swain: @Nausican2> Go on.

Cdr Miranda Hawthorne: ::Hadn't been talking about Swain, but there was no accounting for guilt...::

Maryse Dubois: @ Thank you. :;Heads down with Augustin.::

Hakran K'hal: # :: reaches into his pocket, waves a half-strip of latinum at him :: But you'll get an off-the-books tip if you make it quick.

Cptn Swain: ACTION> Sadly since Maryse and Philippe are still upstairs they don't here Irene getting zapped::

Indaura Ryssan: # Some places like money, for sure.

Cptn Swain: @Grint> Fake news.

Cptn Swain: Still no luck in getting through the dampening field.

Hakran K'hal: # Risa may not officially use it, being a full Federation world, but the Ferengi don't come here for the oomaks.

Maryse Dubois: @ :;Checks her tricoder once out of view.:: Second door on the right.

Irene Mincine: @Irene> "Come in here and do that, Ferengi!" :: She lets off a stream of Klingon curses. ::

Irene Mincine: @Prell> "Pff. Aren't you lucky I had one of those amps from our last job."

Indaura Ryssan: # Oh you'd be surprised..

Cptn Swain: @Grint> ::Nods and taps it again:: Do I look stupid, Klingon.

Rhan K'hal: :: listens in on the open comm channel, grumbles :: If this was one of the holoprograms I use, I'd probably say something like "I have a baaaad feeling about this" right now.

Irene Mincine: @Irene> "Y--Aaaaah!" :: Irene screams again! She falls from her standing position down to a knee. ::

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::Pulls out his phaser, which apparently the guards didn't bother to check for. This is how you get ants, folks.::

Cptn Swain: @Augustin> ::hears the scream, looks to Maryse::

Hakran K'hal: # ::sits awkwardly with Indaura as they travel - he's a scientist, not a small talker ::

Maryse Dubois: @ :;Hears the scream, grabbing her phaser as well.::

Irene Mincine: :: Irene can only be seen from there if Augustin has Borg wall hacks. ::

 

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