"Data Gathering 101"

[Kansas_Jones 0]

November 16, 2397

USS Agincourt NCC-81762

“Data Gathering 101”

 

Kansas glanced at the TAC console and had to chuckle. Her work area basically resembled a minor technological explosion. The console display showed two defragmentation programs running, working to access the Romulan ISD. A tricorder was wired to both the ISD and the tactical console, acting as a router and secondary firewall for the defrag programs. Wouldn’t want any little Rihan viruses latching onto the Agincourt systems, now would we?

 

She was still trying to fathom why the ISD was used and left so carelessly. You obviously have sensitive information contained on the ISD, concerning whatever the Vacitu crew was up to. If said information is so dang important, AND you have the gall to use it against a peace gathering, don’t put it on a data device that can be found, hacked, and read by enterprising Fleet personnel. Have the data stored on a subcutaneous memory cache and have the chip implanted on your body for remote access later.

 

<Low growl> Ack. Stop mentally venting girl and focus.

 

The Caitians thoughts switched back to the fragmented data found on the ISD regarding molecular disruption and dissonance. Basically, all matter is disrupted on the molecular level, warping and destroying the shape. For now, the only thing Kansas could associate with dissonance was music. Dissonance dealt with discordant sounds, or an unresolved musical interval or chord.

 

The main staging platform at the VDC literally just broke apart, after a seeming rush of sound preceded the disintegration. A kind of sonar sound directed at the target, disrupting the masonry, wood, and transparent aluminum from the molecules up. And those strange components, the ones engineering were checking over. Not of Rihan design, yet found on a Rihan warbird. Were these components, once together, used to direct that sound beam? Unbidden, a mental image of a tuning fork popped into Kansas’ mind. A tuning fork directed at a target, disrupting and destroying it. She made a note to forward that analogy to the departments working on developing some answers about all this. Hopefully, they would all have some answers available at the next meeting.

 

Finally, her mind lit on the Romulan captives. They had been sent on what amounted to a suicide mission. Why? What benefits could they have seen in undertaking this mission? Rihans were normally shrewder, and could usually maneuver out of missions that would not benefit their personal advancement. Perhaps this crew had no honor, or had attacked the VDC without the sanction of their government. Now wasn’t that a pleasant thought - a rogue Rihan crew. It could explain the unknown components.

 

Kansas implemented another program and watched it go to work, and sent updated data and the tuning fork theory to sciences and engineering via a text packet. Working together, the Agincourt crew would figure this all out, she was more then confident about that.

 

 

Lt. M’rrett “Kansas” JoNs

Tactical Officer