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Convergence [PLOT]

Posted on Fri Aug 23rd, 2019 @ 2:28pm by Petty Officer 2nd Class Fhiri & Ensign Brittany Carver & Lieutenant Commander Rhiana t'Aegis

Mission: Mission 5: Arising From the Ashes
Location: Firebird
Timeline: 10 February, 2395 - 2230 Hours


Fhiri felt like she'd been moving non-stop for days, even though it had only been hours. She rubbed her eyes as she sat hunched over her usual station in Main Engineering. Commander t'Aegis had called her back to the Firebird to assist with some data recovery. She'd been happy to leave Captain Poc's ship. It got old having the male Ferengi stare at her. Some of them had gone so far as to mutter at her but Chief Harlan had put a stop to that nonsense, as he liked to say.

The task assigned to her seemed pretty straight forward when the commander had explained it to her. Someone, probably the murderer, had altered the logs and surveillance recordings to hide their tracks. That part was smart. If Fhiri was going to murder someone, she would have done the same. Not that she was going to. She'd figured that it would taker her an hour, tops to bring the deleted evidence back to life. But it had taken much longer. At first she'd been stumped. She located the data just fine. After all, nothing is ever truly deleted if you know how to look properly. But even after locating it, she'd been unable to access it, and that made her mad, then confused, then amazed. The problem wasn't the deletion. That part was straight forward. Whoever had deleted the files was no expert. It was the other software she'd discovered. Someone had installed it onto the station's main computer system and it was radically more complicated. Which was why it took her three and a half hours to crack it.

She yawned. The screen, which had been mostly black with data bits scrolling by in a line, jumped and became something that made sense. It was the murder victim... and someone else. Fhiri was the first person to watch the murder unfold. When it was done, she downloaded the file, without the extra software, that she quarantined, and ran off to the security office.

Fhiri didn't bother waiting for permission. She rushed through the door, holding the datapad over her head. "I've got it, commander!"

Despite the late hour, the chief of security and tactical was still in her office. Given the Firebird's current situation, it was unlikely that many were asleep or truly off duty. Rhiana had been waiting with growing impatience that the Ferengi computer systems specialist bring her the deleted files and, hopefully, the name of the culprit. When Fhiri finally entered the office, Rhiana looked up from the report she had been reading. "Good. Show me."

Fhiri walked over to the commander's desk and quickly transferred the file to her display. The screen blinked and then the familiar layout of Dr. Ela's lab appeared. On the screen, the Cardassian scientist was leaning forward, eyes focused on a computer terminal. She was clearly talking with someone, but exactly who was unclear. From the camera angle, the door to the lab opened and a figure walked in.

"Sishis! I can't believe that you did this to me!" Dr. Henry Hill yelled as he stomped closer. Dr. Ela stabbed a finger at the computer console and the screen went dead. She turned to face Henry, her face relaxing into a smile.

"What are you talking about, Henry?" She said.

Henry scowled, his normally cheerful face turned into a dark mask. "Your act won't work anymore, Sishis. I found the data from the probes. I know what you've really been doing. How could you? How could you take science and turn it into a weapon so easily?"

The pleasant visage fell from Dr. Ela's face, revealing a look much colder. "Henry, I'm actually impressed. Well, a little impressed. I didn't think you had the brainpower to figure out what I was doing. I certainly didn't think you were that handy with the probe."

Henry raised his hand pointing at Sishis. "You told me that our research would set us up for our own science mission. But you were working for Romulans? The whole time?"

Dr. Ela turned towards Henry. "Of course! Garak ruined me. He ruined my life, my reputation and my research! Nobody would look at anything I worked on. All those years, surviving after the war, scrounging to educate myself, putting the time in, coming up with research projects and it ends? No," Dr. Ela said. "When the Romulans came to me, I took their offer. And it worked. You saw."

Henry laughed. "Yes. I saw. And now look what it has done! The star is destabilizing. We caused that," Henry said. "We have to tell them. We can't just leave."

"Tell them? Are you insane? What do you think they will do to us? Especially when they find out we've been working with Romulans? They won't just slap us on the wrist."

Henry lowered his hand and turned to look out the window where the Tevok star glowed. "No," he said in a small voice. "They won't." He turned back to her. "But we can destroy the data from the probes and escape together. We can change our names and go somewhere else."

Dr. Ela's laughter was cold and mocking. "Together? You are a fool. I don't ever intend to go anywhere with you again. I needed your help to finish my research. Now that it is finished, I'm leaving. My sponsors are coming to get me."

Henry felt the rage rise inside of him, his hands reached out of their own accord, latching onto the nearest solid object. To be used and discarded. Not again.

Fhiri let the video play to its conclusion. "He altered the logs about thirty minutes after he killed her," Fhiri said.

The chief of security let out a breath at the facts revealed in the video. Still looking at the screen, she raised her hand and tapped on her combadge. "t'Aegis to Carver."

=/\= "Carver here," =/\= t'Aegis' commbadge chirped, revealing the tinny sound of the younger Ensign's voice, still awake at this hour.

"Petty Officer Fhiri succeeded in recovering the video recording of Dr Ela's laboratory at the time of her death," t'Aegis began very matter-of-factly. "You will take Chief Warrant Officer B'Rala and Cadet Lenert and arrest Dr Henry Hill for the murder of Dr Ela. Report back to me once he is secured in the brig. Questions?" That last bit was only added after the briefest of hesitations. But the Ensign was new after all and might be unsure about proceedings.

=/\= "At once, Commander. Carver out." =/\= The Ensign didn't sound phased a bit when asked to apprehend criminals, it seemed. Maybe the green had worn off of her.

Once that communication over, Rhiana tapped her combadge once more. "t'Aegis to Llwyedd."

=/\= "This is the capptain, Commander. I was hoping to hear from you today," =/\= Malcom said.

"Dr Ela's murderer is Dr Henry Hill. I just sent a security team to arrest him," the chief of security (and tactical) explained with a note of urgency in her tone. "Once he is in custody, we need to leave this sector as soon as possible. Dr Ela was apparently working for a Romulan employer - she caused the star to become unstable - and was about to hand over her research to them. They might already be here."

Malcom cursed, =/\= "Alright, let's wrap this thing up. Bring all station personnel and whatever materials they require but they've only got twenty minutes, starting now. I want us warping out of this system ASAP, and for the love of everything, someone get me Jackson on the line right now!"=/\=

Assuming that the captain was on the bridge on at least part of the orders he had just given were not for her, Rhiana nevertheless acknowledged them. "Aye, captain. I'll be on the bridge shortly. t'Aegis out." She tapped her combadge again, then finally looked at the Ferengi standing before her. "Good work, petty officer. What took you so long?" The commander was no expert in computer system, but assumed that since this was a familiar system, it should have taken an expert like Fhiri not as long as it did.

Fhiri shook her head. She knew that another computer specialist might have been able to work faster, but she didn't think it was likely. "Sorry, sir. I figured it would be easy but turns out there were two encryption programs, one on top of the other. I've never seen anything quite like it. I think I should... write something up about it when we get back to Empok Nor. I'll try better next time, sir," Fhiri said.

"I will be awaiting your report, petty officer," the chief of security replied and rose from her chair. "Dismissed." Without waiting for a reply, t'Aegis walked past the Ferengi at a brisk pace to regain her place on the bridge. After all, the Romulans could decloak at any moment and attack the Firebird and she would be remiss in her duty if she was not there to fire back.


Captain Malcom Llwyedd
Commanding Officer
USS Firebird NCC-88298

Lieutenant Commander Rhiana t'Aegis
Chief Security/Tactical Officer
USS Firebird NCC-88298

Ensign Brittany Carver
Security Officer
USS Firebird NCC-88298

Petty Officer 3rd Class Fhiri
Computer Systems Specialist
USS Firebird NCC-88298


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Comments (1)

By Lieutenant Darzana Shel on Fri Sep 6th, 2019 @ 8:03pm

Nice work, team. Great set-up for our thrilling conclusion!