USS Manticore, 06/01/26, 10:00 PM ET

June 2

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USS Manticore / manticore

USS Manticore - Mondays 10 ET - Command Staff: (CO) Captain McFly, (XO) Kansas Kenickie

Between 6/1/2026 9:03 PM and 6/1/2026 10:10 PM

U.S.S. MANTICORE BRIEFING #1366 STARDATE 52606.01

Manticore remains docked at Starbase REDACTED enduring extensive repairs. Meanwhile, two teams have been sent out on crucial missions. Bren, Annika and Pilot have been sent to a civilian research base where they will attempt to retrieve Bren's stolen Ketracel White data. Upon arrival they noticed how eerily empty the facility is. But the amenities are 5-star! Faldek, Harnett and Kansas have been sent to a secret Section 31 station as they attempt to snuff out potential spies within the organization. Faldek and Harnett met with the station commander, Captain Kellerman, who will be working with them to find the spies.

TBS was immediate.

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::in the RR still looking over padds while sipping on coffee::

::sits up on a couch she's sitting on::

::in the station's secured shuttlebay with Faldek and Harnett::

:: The ensign downs some spagetti while engrossed in her reading inside the station's spartan mess hall ::

We have no listening devices so we can speak freely. ::to Annika & Bren::

:::Migling with the other newbies

::puts his tricorder away::

9:06 PM

((afk))

::smiles:: That's nice.

::looks around the outside of the shuttle, scanning with his regular tricorder::

Do we want to explore the place first before we do anything?

:: walks down the main corridor hands clasped behind his back, trying to not think of the strange arrivals ::

::in his office in sickbay, updating Erich's file after his examination::

:: Exits sickbay ::

((back))

:: Unfolds his medical tricorder, pulling the hand scanner from the top, scanning the interior of the shuttle ::

::shrugs:: I guess we can...

:::Nods to a few newbs::

::does not find any significant readings on the exterior::

::gets up and stares out at the window, wonders what sort of marine life this planet hosts:: It might be beneficial to familiarize ourselves with this place, but I'll go with whatever you guys decide. (edited)

::watches Faldek and Harnett begin their investigation:: If you gentlemen need any further assistance, or are ready to move on from here, just let me know.

::Glancing around, knowing what to expect next::

:: Hears Kellerman, but continues to scan ::

::looks at Kellerman:: We are anything if not thorough.

9:13 PM

A double murder is very serious.

:: Scans the console, bulkhead, the deck plating ::

:: enters engineering once again. He thought to spend his time looking over the Manticore's file system ::

That it is, Commander. I am counting on you two. And I mean it, just let me know how I can help you get to the bottom of this, and I'll do it. ::heads to the shuttlebay's exit::

::thinking she should have been teamed up with Faldek, and not knocked down to ensign::

::nods:: We can go exploring, maybe they will have some replicators or food hall.

::shrugs:: Perhaps?

:: approaches Agent Smith ::

:::Walks over to a few people chating it up:: What seems to be going on here.. everyone it uptight

Let's go check it out. ::grabs CB Bren::

::comes around to the rear of the shuttle and peeks his head in:: Got anything?

::follows Pilot and Bren::

Ah, Agent Chang. How goes the number crunching today. :: allows the Lieutenant to walk with him ::

::exits the shuttlebay. activates the security procedures on the door, locking it behind him::

::leaving out of the room:: Remember where we parked. ::admiring the hallway architecture:: (edited)

Why the hell the front office decides to dump recruits at this station is beyond me. :: hands folded behind her back mimicing Smith ::

::nods and takes in the research facility:: It's clean and sterile yet aethetically pleasing.

It is. Everything has its place.

I'd love to be able to catalouge the ocean here from this base.

You may get the chance you never know.

Come Lieutenant, you know only one in.....dozens are accepted....most will not stand the interview process... And that process is very thorough to determine who best will protect the Federation.

::enters the Turbolift:: Operations Center.

:::walks over to some new recuits:::So whats the what going on around ehre

If everything goes well with what we're here for I guess.

:: Does not look up from his tricorder as he scans the pilot and copilot seats :: I am detecting zero DNA signatures of any kind, Commander...

:: continues walking next to Smith :: I continue to protest Nepotism sir....Our resident Bookworm is a classic example...

That shouldn't be... ::folds his tricorder closed, holsters it and holds out his hand for the medical tricorder::

:: purses his lips briefly before answering :: Yes Ensign Franks father is a prominent member of Section, but she passed all the testing you did .. and frankly her expertise in her field is a matter of vital importance to the Federation.....

:: Walks to the back of the shuttle, showing his tricorder screen to Faldek :: The tricorder is registering an anomalous reading...

Hypothetical Threats.

::takes the tricorder and looks at the readings:: Ah! Very sly.

:: Raises an eyebrow ::

::walking around the station with the others, trying to get her bearings::

::exits the turbolift into the station's operations center::

Lieutenant, do not worry... the population of this station will return to normal shortly when the recruits are dispersed. And Don't worry about Franks. She doesn't pose a problem . That is all..

To what are you referring?

This is a huge place.

Yes, so massive.

Yes Commander. I shall resume my cataloging .

This signature is from an after market DNA scrubber, Orion if memory serves. They can be found quite frequently on the black market.

I have heard of such devices, but never encountered them.

::looks at KK:: I don't know, I'm a little annoyed. I thought I was being sent to spy school. I think I got assigned waste reclamation.

Carry on Lieutenant.

I highly doubt we will find anything further. Ah well, you never did wet work that required no trace being left behind, these people are definitely professionals.

:: Sighs ::

::Smirks:: This isn't school this is training (edited)

It is what it is.

9:28 PM

::looks around for an agent::

::Pats Bill on the back:: The more you whine the less liking you are to live through this

They made it sound like I was going to be spy.

::pacing around Ops, wishing he was still in the shuttlebay with Faldek and Harnett::

::sighs::

::hands Harnett the tricorder back::

:::Knows Bill will not live through this::

9:30 PM

What do you think the hold up is?

:: Looks at the scan data one more time, then places the hand scanner back in the top and folds the tricorder shut ::

I wonder if there's any snacks in the mess hall?

9:30 PM

Hold up for what?

::goes to the door and it doesn't open, pushes the button:: Hello?

::looks out of the windows at the ocean::

Everything well sir ? :: to Captain Kellerman ::

::looks at a door:: I wonder if this a dining hall? Research facility....and it's empty.

Cdr. Faldek (S31) to Kellerman

Hey Captain, we're done in here...

:: Watches Faldek, raises an eyebrow ::

Hm, is there anyone in here aside from Ms. Reed?

I don't know, the training or what ever they brought us here for

:: in OPS with Captain Kellerman ::

I don't believe that is.

((Just got home, sorry))

::about to speak to Blake, when he hears his communicator:: +COM+ Acknowledged, Commander. I'll be there in a minute.

::finds another empty research facility, tries to open a door bit finds it locked:: Hmm.

9:33 PM

(hello)

::nods to Blake, then heads back into the TL at a brisk pace::

((Welcome BreN!

I already have my assignment. I get to haul the waste canisters at night. ::throws a single hand up in a very weakly performed "yipee" motion::

:: spins her spagetti noodles around her fork as she reads an update from her father on a Section 31 Mission near the Romulan Border ::

((BREN!!!))

::puts away CB Bren with magic:: (edited)

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sometimes things aren't what they seem

::exits the TL and heads to the secured shuttlebay::

:: mutters :: 30 Meters deep....Blast....:: resumes reading ::

:: Puts the tricorder on hip ::

:::Nods to Bill::: I am feeling a bit peckish, I am going to the mess hall to get some grub

::approaches the shuttlebay entry door, enters his password and does the retinal scan, and the door opens::

::looks sort of peeved::

::Pulls a door too:: These aren't real active research labs, are they...

:: Walks to stand by Faldek ::

:::Turns on her keel, like a good ensign should and heads to the mess hall:::

Not sure. Unless it's they're off season right now?

::pretends not to notice Faldek's look:: So, where do you gentlemen want to go next?

::sighs:: I guess I'll come too. I need to study the replicators anyway so I can hack them for snacks.

Do we have an interview ready?

Theodore (S31) :: Walking a corridor at the S31 station ::

::lowering his voice:: I suppose picking a lock is a bad idea here

:::Enters the Mess hall::

Nothing is set up yet, but just let me know who you want to talk to and I'll get them for you.

Probably?

:: watching a short video transmission from her father :: So if there is a gate on this world...half a millenia of sediment has buried the site. , perhaps some day you will excavate the site my dear Tabitha....I will be returning home within the month :: video ends ::

::looking and shaking his head::

:::Scans the room::

9:42 PM

:::Walks up to the replucator gets coffee and a scone:::

::walks past Kansas and over to the replicators; orders something and then stands there staring at it::

Well I assume everyone's movements on this station are tracked rather explicitly. Why not set up a list of all the people that were regularly in contact with the two deceased agents, and especially anyone privy to their last communications being told they were returning with the research. (edited)

:: closes her file and reopens a new one as she reaches for her....spagetti which is rapidly getting cold, but she just continues eating it while reading up on another file ::

:::Takes a seat with Franks:::

:: notes the new arrival with a brief look then returns to her pasta and PADD ::

:::Frogot how closes lipped new people can be::

:: continues his rounds around the station making certain things are operating efficiently ::

Maybe they don't have enough funds to hire enough people? ::following and looking at the rooms::

::recycles his previous order and then has it replicate something more complex like some clothing; again he stands there and stares at it::

::Decides to put a little more of his back into the next door, in case it's a weak lock::

::nods:: That sounds like a logical move. I'll take you up to Ops and have someone help you get that information together.

Theodore (S31) :: Spies the replicators and heads toward them ::

:: in OPS monitoring nearby transmissions ::

hm, I suppose. Maybe too remote to be of interest to people?

::looks at Bren:: (w) Are you trying to break in and didn't check for alarms?

::walks with Kellerman:: I assume all agents have psychometric evaluations on file?

:: Clasps his hands behind his back and follows Faldek and Kellerman ::

::Looks at Pilot:: Nooo, I just lost my balance a little and the door caught me.

:::Nods to Franks:: New here?

::on his PADD, types a text message to Blake in Ops: "Our visitors are coming up there with me. I am going to have you work with them on a project."::

Ah, I see

::looks at Bren skeptical, shaking his head::

::walking with Faldek and Harnett towards the TL;: Of course. Some of them can make for some pretty scary reading though. ::chuckles slightly::

No. Been here two years. :: does not remove her eyes from her PADD ::

I'll need those files to cross reference them for similar ideologies to Ryan's group.

there seems to be a bit of hub-bub going on right now

9:50 PM

:::Sips her coffee::

Yes. New arrivals. :: takes a bite of her pasta ::

::enters TL:: Operations center. ::to Faldek:: I'll set what I can get you, Commander. Access to Section 31 personnel records requires me to talk to folks above my pay grade.

Well, it's not like we'll be taking any of it with us.

:::Wants to smack Franks::: no, something else is going on, I can feel it

:: Steps into the TL ::

::continues to walk around the research base:: It's a big base, maybe this section isn't used much... otherwise if I were Reed, this would be a pretty big and lonely place to stay at.

Of course, and I understand its importance to the investigation. But you know what the bosses can be like...

::recycles the second order and then starts tapping buttons on the replicator control pad; he then replicates something even more complex this time like a padd and comm badge; again he stands there and stares at it; this time he smiles to himself::

Should have asked where food stations were.

Well if you want us to root out your mole, I respectfully suggest you be very persuasive.

You just got here...That is normal for a new arrival. :: takes a pull of her juice ::

It's just so empty... it would be eerie being here alone

Theodore (S31) "Coffee and... toast?"

That's the plan, Commander. ::exits the TL as soon as it stops and takes a quick look around Ops to make sure there is nothing displayed he doesn't want his guests to see::

Just relax and do what you are told, and you'll be fine. :: looks up and notes Bill :: He on the other hand I am not so sure about.

Speaking of, where did Reed go?

::can feel Theodore next to him at the other replicator; he doesn't say anything, just continues to study::

he does seem over whemed

::walks over to Lt. Blake's station, gesturing Faldek and Harnett to follow him::

::follows::

:: Steps off the TL and follows ::

Don't know where she went off to

Probably back to their office with their private food replicator.

I'd a replicated a damn family dinner with entrees by now yet the guy is still up there. That is weird. Probably a Section 8.

::chuckles:: That's probably where I'd be too if I were in her shoes

I thought the same thing ::Smiles:: He seems odd

::to Blake:: Lt. Blake, these are Commander Faldek and Dr. Harnett. They are our guests who are helping with the investigation. I would like you to assist them in gathering some data.

:: note the arrivals :: Captain have they acquired the necessary clearance?

::eating pickles and burping:: Delicious!

:: returns to her reading ::

Wow, questioning his Captain. ::looks disapprovingly::

( I must depart catch you next week Manticore )

::smiles slightly at Blake's concern:: They're cleared for the info you'll be helping them get. If something else comes up, you know where to find me.

( Night! )

((later calli))

(night Calli)

(Night Calli!)

of couse sir

((later Cali))

::to Faldek:: You'll find folks around here take security pretty seriously. I don't mind my officers being vigilent.

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KK, Komments?

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NOthing from me, Wake the whole time

Success!

10:03 PM

TBS is immediate.

10:03 PM

Questions or comments?

10:03 PM

Anything from the peanut gallery?

Thank you to everyone letting me observe!

Welcome Alex!!

Really great experience for me!

Absolutely!

Cheers mate! Let me know when you're ready to move forward.

Ooh, hello!

Yeah, Bren wasn't here. We have a potential new guy.

Thank you Captain

Remember Captain, all new crew members must be cleared through with the use of pain sticks haha jkjk (edited)

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Oh right, it's been a while.

Bring it on Commander

Don't tell him we're secretly from the mirror universe. I'd rather new people find that out organically.

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What about the rain coats and umbrellas????

Shhhh

10:07 PM

::hides his blood covered tarp::

Captain McFly

Don't tell him we're secretly from the mirror universe. I'd rather new people find that out organically.

But I thought the Vulcans having goatees was a dead giveaway...

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That's why you're supposed to shave it.

10:08 PM

Alright, if nothing else, I just have one questions, WHO GAVE SANCHEZ PICKELS?!!!... DISMISSED!!!

Sanchez stole them!

Sanchez, report to brig for theft.

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((replicated them))

goodnight!

Night folks.

Night!

Night

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