Beyond the Final Frontier

Captain's Log, Stardate 8873.7: The Drake has been at 40 Eridani Shipyards over Vulcan for three weeks, continuing workups following our shakedown cruise. Our Vulcan crewmembers have taken the opportunity to schedule overdue leave, leaving Lt. Kolesnikov in charge of engineering for the maintenance period. I've counseled him that he cannot, in no uncertain terms, give into his daredevil tendencies in his off hours. I don't need him to break another leg while he's filling in for Mr. Sorak.

I have been meeting with Commodore Santiago off-and-on regarding the recent events on Neural and the greater concerns of Klingon activity that has been brought to me. Prior to our arrival, I only knew him by reputation, and the epithet of "Sant-Hedges-His-Bets" fits him well. I can't get a straight answer out of the man, even as he's shared some good insights into the overall political situation since the Mutara and Whale Probe incidents. He's scheduled a meeting on the subject with the Federation mission's chargee d'affaires, one Dr. Ratnam Suchwani.

On a personal note, Asha is on Vulcan to attend a VSA conference on "Economic Geology as the Federation Approaches a Post-Scarcity Economy." Frankly, I'm surprised it hasn't started her sleep cycle early; it sure would mine...

A private residence on the outskirts of the city of Ta'Vista...

T'Kiri secures the last fastener on her suit jacket as she examines herself in the smart glass of the master suite, visually ensuring the placement of her investigator's badge is precise. To the left of her reflected image scrolls the local and planetary news of the day, and below it is displayed a realtime local weather forecast.

Over her right shoulder, a welcome figure is sitting up in their shared bed, in a place that too often for her preferences is empty of his presence. She spares a moment to regard his bare chest and allows certain primal feelings to surface before quickly reestablishing her composure; she cannot be late to work, after all.

He looks up from his reading - another technical journal, she's certain - and their eyes meet. T'Kiri smiles at her husband, an affection that is returned in equal measure.

"I will keep you informed as to how long I am expected to remain on duty today, beloved," she says. "I am told it is just a briefing, but logic dictates that canceling leave of this kind infers a major crime was committed."

Sorak and T'Kiri had planned this break for more than a year, the Drake's chief engineer placing his request through the Vulcan Ambassador to the Federation's office, as is normal for their septennial...priorities. She had similarly been guaranteed leave for the duration of his time home, but was called to the office just this morning for reasons unspoken.

OOC: Everyone, please post an introductory scene. Feel free to place yourself anywhere on the ship or planetside; Asha is attending a conference that conveniently places her on Vulcan during the yard period, so she can spend some time with Treyva. The Starfleet Station is in ShiKahr, as is the Federation Mission to Vulcan. The shipyards are in orbit, but have planetside logistics facilities and offices in the major cities.

Major cities and districts of interest include ShiKahr (Vulcan's capital), Vulcana Regar (major city), and Raal (a coastal district with a significant Terran expat population).

Commodore Anton Alvarez Santiago is a human male of Spanish ancestry from Deneva colony. His service jacket shows he's never commanded a starship, and most of his billets have been communications and logistics posts ashore.

Dr. Suchwani is a human female of Indian ancestry from the Terra Four colony on Alpha III. You only know that she's a career diplomat, based on her public bio.

Quote"I will keep you informed as to how long I am expected to remain on duty today, beloved," she says. "I am told it is just a briefing, but logic dictates that canceling leave of this kind infers a major crime was committed."

Sorak nods, still smiling at his wife, "Understood, my heart," he replies. "I will endeavor to keep myself entertained until your return, and to behave... appropriately." He flicks and eyebrow upward as punchline to the joke. "However, I will not be able to keep myself from counting the moments until you are back." He extends the first and second fingers of his right hand as he approaches T'Kiri near the door.

T'Kiri arches an eyebrow and drops her usual stoic mask into place as she brushes her own fingers against his before she leaves.

Sorak chuckles and resumes his seat and his reading.

Cole blinked in the glare. He adjusted his eye shades and wiped a weary arm across his brow. The featureless plains of the Shival Flats felt much like home, but hotter. Much hotter. He glanced back at the survival shelter and thought for a moment about climbing back in there to get out of the debilitating heat but he faltered. He knew that he'd taken his leave here because he needed to centre himself again. This place was the nearest to the outback he could find and he intended to make the most of the downtime he had been given. Besides, he thought, the sun would be setting soon which would make things a lot more comfortable out here. Almost like home, he thought to himself.

I'm trying to cast Asha. This is not as easy as it looks....

The structured and soothing melody of Delvik's Sonata No. 7 for lute and flute wafted through the night air to Tobin's seat high in the stone amphitheater in ShiKahr. As he lost himself in the composition's mathematical precision, it seemed as if the tones resolved into relaxation itself. It made him long to retrieve his kinor and join the harmony. It was a welcome reprieve from the stresses of life in Starfleet. He relished the challenges life on the Drake presented, but he had learned enough about himself to realize he needed the break as much as anyone.

But finally, the sonata's final movement resolved, and as the performers left the stage for the intermission, a murmur of appreciation rose from the audience as they politely remarked on its qualities to one another in place of applause. Tobin sighed in contentment. Three more performances were scheduled for this evening, and he intended to immerse himself in each one.

Well, since I've got a theme going with casting youthful crushes as Treyva's wives, Asha will be played by Nancy McKeon.

Treyva leaned back in his chair and watched his second wife as she scrutinized the table where they were seated. The restaurant was a short walk away from the Vulcan Science Academy, and the tabletops were carved from sheets of local marble, deep brown shot through with veins of pale green. Treyva noticed that the green almost perfectly matched the color of Asha's eyes, and smiled.

She was a geologist by training, and had been admiring the stone all evening. Now that the waiter had cleared away their plates, she had become absorbed in it, as much for its mineralogic properties as for its beauty. He was used to this; one of the things he had fallen in love with her for was her scientific curiosity, which mirrored his own. He was fairly certain he'd had similar instances of becoming distracted by one of his interests, where she'd sat patiently until he remembered where he was.

Asha finally looked up at her husband, smiled shyly, and shook her head. "I am so sorry, beloved," she said, her voice a soft alto. "I literally saw a shiny object, it appears. What were you saying again?"

Treyva chuckled and drank some water. "I was saying that I'm fairly certain 'economic geology' is just a metaphor. Even Vulcans use them occasionally."

Treyva
Asha's eyes narrow, like they always do when she's gearing up for one of their scientific debates, but the corner of her mouth turns up slightly as she quips, "Listen here, Mr. Specialization-Is-For-Insects, just because you received poor marks in geology at your little Academy is no reason to cast aspersions on a legitimate subdiscipline. The poor sods who are forced to study it are very dedicated..."

She trails off, maintaining an air of...well, somewhere in between mock sympathy and mock sincerity...before she can't hold it any longer and snickers.

"Seriously, though, the conference has been surprisingly interesting. This morning, a group from the Starfleet Corps of Engineers were talking about research to replace current bulk material fabrication technology with a process they call 'raw material synthesis & replication manufacturing.' They think they're technologically a couple decades away from being able to field a functional prototype."

Taking a sip of water herself, Asha adds, "Now, you haven't said word one about it since I arrived, so I'm just going to come out and ask you: What do you think of your new ship, my love? I know how much the old Drake meant to you."

Sorak
The engineer's morning reading continues peacefully; some time after T'Kiri's departure, a message from her pops up on the margin of his reading tablet. It reads:

QuoteConfirmed that it is a major case. Leave canceled for all personnel. Expect to be home late. Recommend you visit your parents this afternoon, as scheduled. Give them my apologies.

OOC: I can't remember if we ever established if Sorak's parents were still alive, so, if I'm off, we can adjust to an uncle and aunt instead.

Tobin
Tobin is leaving the concessions with a drink when he hears a voice that should be familiar to him call his name.

"Tobin Les." The dulcet tones are decidedly feminine, but one would think he'd remember a crewmate who sounded like that.

It takes a moment for him to locate its owner, but, when he does, he's confronted by a ghost from his past; the apparition takes the form of a Vulcan woman of equal height, adorned in an elegant earthy formal wrap. Delta-radiation scarring along her left jawline interrupts her otherwise flawless amber-colored skin, and the left third of her hair is shock white in contrast to the dark brown of the rest of it. Her left arm is similarly scarred, a useless hand being held in place by a light exoskeleton brace that runs from her shoulder along the ulnar line.

T'Kalla-Nahs was an academy classmate and friend, who switched from the science track to engineering in her fourth year. Amazingly enough, she was also assigned to the Macon upon graduation. She was one of the engineers working feverishly to save the ship during the cascade failure, and Tobin only learned of her survival a month after his own rescue; her injuries were severe, including delta radiation burns from head to toe on her left side, and doctors weren't certain she'd survive beyond six months. Tobin lost track of T'Kalla during his own recovery, and never learned her fate.

Until now. Here she is, standing before him with the same implacable expression on her face, unfazed by anything, but with the warmth of friendship behind her eyes, which are as alive as ever.

OOC: Nolmir, I'll let you decide if the friendship included a romantic aspect.

Cole
As the sun hangs low over the horizon and the reds and blue of the sky are replaced with orange and purple hues, the security officer spies something in the distance: A lone figure, either cloaked or robed, seemingly jogging over the cracked earth toward him.

Cole's eyes track the figure as it approaches. He finds his canteen and takes a long drink of water and watches intently as the interloper draws nearer.

Cole
The figure maintains a steady pace as it approaches, growing in his vision until he can determine in the slowly dimming light that it's a young Vulcan male. He doesn't appear to be wearing anything more than light desert gear and a hooded open cloak, and is carrying nothing that would indicate he's been in the wilderness for any length of time. And yet...

The young Vulcan slows his jog and his features come into clearer view; a mere boy, no more than 12 or 13 years old! And the dust on his face and clothing contradicts any assessment that his point of origin was anywhere nearby. It's incredible to consider, but this adolescent may actually have been roughing it for a few days, now.

"I thought you were a mirage at first, a figment of my imagination," the boy says by way of greeting. "But, you are here. And you are no Vulcan.

"I am Sadek. Who are you?"

Honestly, I don't think we ever established it. I'm cool with including them.

Sorak's brows furrowed momentarily in concern for his mate, but soon put it aside knowing her capabilities as an investigator and well aware that she could take care of herself, as the humans say. Bookmarking his place and shutting down hi tablet, he considered T'Kiri's suggestion. It had been several years since he last spoke with his parents, and it may be enjoyable to spend some time with them.

He turned the tablet into a landscape orientation and pressed the controls to activate its communication software. "Connect me with Provincial Commander Spalan, please."

Sorak
Moments later, a face appears on the screen, an eyebrow arching up immediately.

Sorak shares more features in common with his mother than his father, but Sonek inherited many of his paternal grandfather's traits, and the Drake's engineer sees his son's likely future appearance in the man before him.

"Son," Spalan intones. "I was just informed that T'Kiri's district has called in all off-duty personnel. Do you two need to reschedule your visit? Your sisters are...looking forward to seeing you."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 29, 2022, 10:48:22 PM
Cole
"I am Sadek. Who are you?"

Cole extended his hand in a very human greeting.

"G'day, Sadek. My name is Durham Cole...Lt Durham Cole. USS Drake. I'm pleased to make your acquaintance."

He looked around them, taking in the bleak beauty of the view.

"Kind of thought I had the desert to myself."

"Oh, T'kallah!" Tobin replies dumbly, staring for a moment before his brain is able to catch up to her unexpected appearance. "I'm sorry, I meant to write, but after everything that happened, I suppose I lost track. Well, we lost so many friends that day, and I'm sure your convalescence wasn't an easy one either..." Tobin trails off and blushes as he realizes he is beginning to babble.

Despite her injuries, he still found T'kallah stunning. Though they had called it a mutual decision to stop dating, it had taken Tobin some weeks to get over the breakup. Thankfully, in her infinite patience, T'kallah hadn't taken offense to his moping withdrawal, and they had remained friends.

"Um, let me start over." The Trill laughs self-consciously and extends a hand. "It's good to see you, T'Kallah; it's been far too long," he says warmly.

OOC: Let's say that Tobin and T'Kallah had developed a romantic relationship, but then decided to keep things at a friendship level before everything blew up on the Macon.

Cole

Quote from: Renny on March 30, 2022, 04:29:26 PM
Cole extended his hand in a very human greeting.

"G'day, Sadek. My name is Durham Cole...Lt Durham Cole. USS Drake. I'm pleased to make your acquaintance."

When Cole offers his hand in greeting, the young Vulcan simply stares at it, both eyebrows raised. His gaze shifts between the hand and meeting Cole's eyes a few times; it becomes clear the lad has no idea what to do with that gesture, and instead uncomfortably places his hands behind his back as he returns his expression (with a little effort) to something more neutral.

Quote from: Renny on March 30, 2022, 04:29:26 PMHe looked around them, taking in the bleak beauty of the view.

"Kind of thought I had the desert to myself."

Sadek straightens, and a quizzical eyebrow shoots up. "That is an illogical assumption to make, Lt. Durham Cole, given that desert biome fauna are just as diverse as their counterparts in different climes. One would expect an experienced desert-dweller such as yourself --"

The boy catches himself as he appears to recognize the true nature of the Aussie's statement.

"My apologies; you meant you did not expect to see another sentient being while you camped," he admits. "In that, I suspect that you would be correct. I do not have enough variables to calculate exact odds, but I understand my arrival could easily be seen as 'unexpected.'

"However, it is also fortunate that I happened upon your encampment. I am being hunted."

OOC: Sorry, Tobin, that I didn't get to you tonight. I'll work on something tomorrow.

Quote from: Nolmir on March 30, 2022, 07:19:17 PM"Um, let me start over." The Trill laughs self-consciously and extends a hand. "It's good to see you, T'Kallah; it's been far too long," he says warmly.

She turns her head slightly and raises an eyebrow, a subtle sign of affection, especially when he gets flustered around her. T'Kalla steps closer, offering her working hand in that feminine way for him to take - an ancient ritual she learned from human history that seemed to be a comfortable middle between Trill tendencies toward physical displays of affection and her traditional Vulcan stoicism - and she responds, "My recovery was bolstered by the knowledge that someone important to me survived and returned to the work he so loves."

As the science officer takes her hand raises it to his lips to kiss, he catches the slightest upturn of one corner of her mouth as she adds, "It is quite pleasing to see you again, Tobin. Your absence was palpable."

Their ritual complete, T'Kalla's facade of stoicism returns as she returns her hand to her side and asks, "Will you be staying for the remainder of the performances?"

Quote"Son," Spalan intones. "I was just informed that T'Kiri's district has called in all off-duty personnel. Do you two need to reschedule your visit? Your sisters are...looking forward to seeing you."

"There is no need to reschedule, father," Sorak replies. "T'Kiri extends her apologies for being unable to attend,  but encourages us to proceed in her absence." He raises an eyebrow and his expression grows sardonic, "Tell my sisters I, too, am looking forward to our time together."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 31, 2022, 03:01:17 PM
Their ritual complete, T'Kalla's facade of stoicism returns as she returns her hand to her side and asks, "Will you be staying for the remainder of the performances?"

Tobin grins like a schoolboy. "Yes indeed. I was planning to enjoy every drop of the entertainment. My ship is at Eridani for a checkup after her maiden cruise, so I have a plentitude of shore leave to take." He gestures back toward the amphitheater with a sweeping motion. "Perhaps we could sit together and enjoy the balance of the evening?"

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 31, 2022, 01:38:04 AM
"However, it is also fortunate that I happened upon your encampment. I am being hunted."

"Hunted?" Cole's eyes lift and scan the horizon in the direction from which Sadek has come. "I assume you're talking literally?"

Cole
"Yes. A sehlat," the Vulcan boy says. "It has been stalking me for three hours, sixteen minutes, keeping a distance of between 46 and 53 meters."

OOC: Renny, please have Cole attempt an Insight + Security task vs. Difficulty 2 (Animal Handling focus applies)

Something's Control + Security (8/3) vs. Difficulty 2 (Stalking focus applies)

OOC: 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated. Cole has to match that, at least.

OOC: Hmm. Ok, here we go

Insight (9) + Security (5) vs Difficulty 2 w/Animal Handling focus

OOC: Not good enough, unfortunately.

OOC: 1 Success vs. Difficulty 2. Failure.

The Something wins the opposed task, generating 1 Threat.

Current
Momentum 0
Threat 9

Cole scans the desert and surrounding rocky hills to the horizon, but find nothing in the area.

"Its coat is remarkably well suited for this environment," Sadek notes. "Although it's smaller in stature than other species, like the Forge sehlat."

Tobin
"That would be most agreeable," T'Kalla replies. "Come. My parents own a box in the balcony."

As she leads him back the way she came, Tobin observes her gait. She exhibits a slight limp and it seems like her foot doesn't articulate well, but she still moves almost as gracefully as he remembers. They reach a lift, and an attendant opens the door for them to enter.

It begins its ascent, the pair standing side by side in the close quarters. T'Kalla says, "Tell me of your ship. My memory is unreliable before my return to Vulcan, but I do recall you were seconded to Starbase 24 after you were cleared for duty."

Sorak
Long ago, the large villa Sorak called home for his youth was a walled fortress and manor house for a great warlord in the time before Surak. It survived countless battles, skirmishes, and the atomic horror of the Wars of the Raptor; fortress walls were incorporated into a grand manor house that served as the official mansion of a provincial administrator for many centuries before it was acquired by Sorak's 6th great-grandfather more than 350 years ago.

OOC: The Wars of the Raptor is one name given to the 4th Century AD atomic conflicts that killed Surak and facilitated the Awakening.

The building has many times been renovated and retrofitted in its residential service, but the ancient stone remains, still marked and scarred by conflict that serves as a reminder of what it means to allow emotions to control one's actions and the dangers of unchecked aggression.

Now, the orange and gray stone in which Sorak played and studied is filled again with his sisters, private solicitor T'Mat and V'Kor investigator T'Mag, and parents, V'Kor commander Spalan and law professor T'Chele. T'Mat's husband Vintar (a flitter technician) and T'Mag's husband Storvant (a V'Kor safety enforcement inspector) are both present, making the family home quite "busy," in the Vulcan sense of the word. The dining table - now used almost exclusively to entertain Spalan's official guests - is filled with the remains of faire that would be considered familiar to the engineer, including what could be termed "childhood favorites." Mother apparently decided to outperform expectations out of an admitted "emotional desire" to please her children, who were all together again for the first time in many years.

As he and his sisters and brothers-in-law begin to clear dishes for cleaning, Storvant is explaining how he was dispatched to investigate a public safety claim against Sas-A-Shar Institute  - that an older Vulcan complained about anomalous emissions from one of their research stations; Storvant detected ionized atmospheric molecules above the station and spent three days investigating, eventually discovering that someone planted an ionizer on the cowling of a sensor emitter.

"It was mounted in such a way that it fired small jets of ionizing radiation into the air, but only in amounts large enough for detection," he concludes. "It would be a threat only to an unprotected individual standing immediately over it. Such ionizers are built as sources for testing passive receivers for sensors, but never in the field, and certainly never mounted as this one was. My lab technicians are still attempting to trace the manufacture of the item."

OOC: Sas-A-Shar is an academic research institute that is independent of, but closely associated with, the Vulcan Science Academy. It focuses on environmental studies, especially the field of eremology (the study of desert features and phenomena).

Despite his inability to see anything in the direction indicated, Cole's nerves were jangling. He keeps his eyes on the near distance while speaking.

"What are you doing out here, Sadek, if I may ask? If we're in danger, I can have us transported up to my ship."

Cole
"I am on my kahs-wan," Sadek explains. When it becomes clear the Terran doesn't recognize the term, he adds, "It is a survival ritual, a test of courage and resilience. This is my second attempt."

Sorak, out of habit, falls into troubleshooting mode while listening to Storvant. "Since it seems the device's only purpose was to be discovered, I would suggest three possible motives: direction, misdirection, and irritation."

He lifts a finger for each option as he explains.  "Whoever installed the device wants the research station to be examined closely, either to reveal something or to conceal something else. And the last option is the province of what humans call a practical joke"

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Asha's eyes narrow, like they always do when she's gearing up for one of their scientific debates, but the corner of her mouth turns up slightly as she quips, "Listen here, Mr. Specialization-Is-For-Insects, just because you received poor marks in geology at your little Academy is no reason to cast aspersions on a legitimate subdiscipline. The poor sods who are forced to study it are very dedicated..."

Treyva feigned umbrage as he said, "Excuse me, but my marks in geology were more than acceptable at the Academy." He paused for a moment before adding, "I got bad marks in geology at university back home on Denobula."

Quote
"This morning, a group from the Starfleet Corps of Engineers were talking about research to replace current bulk material fabrication technology with a process they call 'raw material synthesis & replication manufacturing.' "

That actually sounded intriguing to him, and he made a mental note to look up the SCoE papers on the subject later.

Quote
"Now, you haven't said word one about it since I arrived, so I'm just going to come out and ask you: What do you think of your new ship, my love? I know how much the old Drake meant to you."

He smiled at that.  "Oh, she's beautiful," he said. "And really big compared to anything else I've ever served on. I need to show you the labs when we get a chance; they're the best Starfleet has to offer. I've been very impressed."

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Cole
"I am on my kahs-wan," Sadek explains. When it becomes clear the Terran doesn't recognize the term, he adds, "It is a survival ritual, a test of courage and resilience. This is my second attempt."

His eyes flick from the desert to the face of the young Vulcan, then back again to the middle distance, willing his eyes to pick the threat out from the  arid haze.

"How's this one working out for you, mate?"

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on April 04, 2022, 03:57:38 PM
T'Kalla says, "Tell me of your ship. My memory is unreliable before my return to Vulcan, but I do recall you were seconded to Starbase 24 after you were cleared for duty."

Tobin nods. "From there, Starfleet assigned me to the Drake, an old Anton-class, though I have to divulge I barely spent any time aboard her before she was decommissioned. Thankfully, this time the damage occurred before I was put under Capt. Treyva's command," he adds, smiling ruefully. "But they gave the captain command of her successor, a new Constellation-class ship, and she is beautiful. Cutting-edge sensor suite, too. But I'm most impressed by the crew -- we've seen more than our fair share of adversity in my short time with them, and we always seem to rise to the moment."

He pauses, glancing towards T'Kalla. "So, what about you, T'Kalla? You've never been one to sit still for long."

Sorak

QuoteHe lifts a finger for each option as he explains.  "Whoever installed the device wants the research station to be examined closely, either to reveal something or to conceal something else. And the last option is the province of what humans call a practical joke"

Eyebrows shoot up across the room, and Storvant tilts his head quizzically. "You are suggesting an off-worlder is potentially responsible for this? For their amusement?"

"Surely not," T'Mat protests.

T'Mag responds, "I have read that other species, humans especially, will take extreme action for thrills alone. It is entirely illogical, --"

"-- but other species are not bound by the rules of logic," finishes Spalan.

Storvant nods once, then turns to Sorak. "Assuming a more logical reasoning, what would one want revealed from a research station that has consistently been in compliance for 326 years? Compliance records are a matter of public record, and Sas-a-Shar as an institution has never failed to maintain emissions standards."

"It would suggest that concealment of something else is more likely," Spalan notes. "Your thoughts, Sorak?"

Treyva

QuoteHe smiled at that.  "Oh, she's beautiful," he said. "And really big compared to anything else I've ever served on. I need to show you the labs when we get a chance; they're the best Starfleet has to offer. I've been very impressed."

"I look forward to that. The last time I was aboard one of your ships was just after you were posted to the Hermes. I remember thinking your quarters at the time were smaller than the closets in our first apartment."

Cole

QuoteHis eyes flick from the desert to the face of the young Vulcan, then back again to the middle distance, willing his eyes to pick the threat out from the  arid haze.

"How's this one working out for you, mate?"

"If not for the current threat, I believe I will succeed in completing the ordeal," the boy assesses as he, too, scans the horizon for his pursuer. Then, turning to Cole, he adds, "I would prefer not to escape by transporter, as it would prematurely end my test. I am similarly forbidden food, water, or weapons.

"But, neither the letter nor the spirit of the conditions of the test forbid me assistance from another I encounter in the desert," Sadek notes. "Would you be willing to help me evade the predator?"

Tobin

QuoteHe pauses, glancing towards T'Kalla. "So, what about you, T'Kalla? You've never been one to sit still for long."

Her eyebrow arches a scant milimeter, something Tobin remembers as a sign of amusement, just as the doors open. T'Kalla leads him out to the right, where he sees a number of enclosed boxes, each holding Vulcans in quiet discussion during the intermission.

"Until two months ago, my occupation was my recovery," she says. "There was little time for anything else. However, I was not otherwise idle; I offered myself on contract as a developer of engineering solutions as soon as my physicians allowed me to work."

T'Kalla stops at the fourth box and turns to face Tobin. "I have one client to date - a subordinate department of the Commerce Ministry, helping improve transport efficiencies in inter-provincial commerce." Tobin, familiar with some of the subtle tones in her speech, recognizes a hint of satisfaction in her words, like she's relieved to finally be productive in some way, despite her injuries.

The engineer reaches out and adjusts the cuff of his sleeve with her good hand, something she had done more than once when they were dating, then adds, "I apologize for not saying so immediately, but my parents are with me this evening. I admit a level of uncertainty that you would have agreed to join me here had I done so. Please forgive me. They have always been interested in meeting you."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on April 08, 2022, 03:28:21 PM
"If not for the current threat, I believe I will succeed in completing the ordeal," the boy assesses as he, too, scans the horizon for his pursuer. Then, turning to Cole, he adds, "I would prefer not to escape by transporter, as it would prematurely end my test. I am similarly forbidden food, water, or weapons.

"But, neither the letter nor the spirit of the conditions of the test forbid me assistance from another I encounter in the desert," Sadek notes. "Would you be willing to help me evade the predator?"

Cole looks at the earnest young Vulcan with a level gaze for a moment.

"I'd be honoured," he says levelly. "Give me a moment to gather my gear and we can get moving."

Cole
Sadek assists Cole in breaking camp, both keeping alert for signs of the sehlat's approach. Now, the desert is anything but bare. Small scrub plants dot the landscape, but few appear to be large enough to hide a bear-sized creature, and Cole estimates the closest "significant" cover (a rock formation) is no closer than 80-90 meters away.

It takes a minute or so to stow his gear for hiking, but, in that time, Cole neither sees nor hears anything that would suggest a large predator is within sprinting distance.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on April 08, 2022, 03:28:21 PM
T'Kalla stops at the fourth box and turns to face Tobin. "I have one client to date - a subordinate department of the Commerce Ministry, helping improve transport efficiencies in inter-provincial commerce." Tobin, familiar with some of the subtle tones in her speech, recognizes a hint of satisfaction in her words, like she's relieved to finally be productive in some way, despite her injuries.

The engineer reaches out and adjusts the cuff of his sleeve with her good hand, something she had done more than once when they were dating, then adds, "I apologize for not saying so immediately, but my parents are with me this evening. I admit a level of uncertainty that you would have agreed to join me here had I done so. Please forgive me. They have always been interested in meeting you."

It's Tobin's turn to raise an eyebrow. "T'Kalla, if I didn't know you better, I'd think you were feeling sheepish," he says, his attempt at imitating Vulcan stoicism quickly giving way to a smile. "I'd be honored to meet your parents, even despite your deception," he adds playfully.

Tobin

QuoteIt's Tobin's turn to raise an eyebrow. "T'Kalla, if I didn't know you better, I'd think you were feeling sheepish," he says, his attempt at imitating Vulcan stoicism quickly giving way to a smile. "I'd be honored to meet your parents, even despite your deception," he adds playfully.

"Thank you," she responds. "My logic always seems less certain where you are involved."

T'Kalla leads Tobin into the box, where her parents wait. Both are standing, as if anticipating the pair's arrival. "Mother, father, this is Tobin Les, my friend from Starfleet.

"Tobin, these are my parents, Shivuln and T'Vaana-Sath."

Shivuln is almost a head higher than Tobin himself, broad shouldered and of average build for his people. His dark hair is starting to show signs of graying, and he wears a neatly-groomed goatee. Tobin can't say he sees much of his daughter in Shivuln's features, except around the eyes, as if hers were lifted directly from his.

His wife is only slightly shorter than her daughter, but her frame matches T'Kalla's in every other proportion. Her skin is slightly darker and her cheeks fuller, which tends to make her eyes to seem warmer than one would expect from a Vulcan. Her hair is long, and turned up into a stylish, but practical do.

Each nods in turn at their introduction, and her father holds his hand up in the traditional salute. "Prosperity and long life, Tobin Les."

Gear stowed, Cole turns to Sadek.

"It's your trial, mate. Lead the way".

He exaggerates a bow and indicates for the young Vulcan to choose his path.

QuoteEyebrows shoot up across the room, and Storvant tilts his head quizzically. "You are suggesting an off-worlder is potentially responsible for this? For their amusement?"

"Surely not," T'Mat protests.

T'Mag responds, "I have read that other species, humans especially, will take extreme action for thrills alone. It is entirely illogical, --"

"-- but other species are not bound by the rules of logic," finishes Spalan.

Storvant nods once, then turns to Sorak. "Assuming a more logical reasoning, what would one want revealed from a research station that has consistently been in compliance for 326 years? Compliance records are a matter of public record, and Sas-a-Shar as an institution has never failed to maintain emissions standards."

"It would suggest that concealment of something else is more likely," Spalan notes. "Your thoughts, Sorak?"

Sorak raises both eyebrows, "I was not suggesting anything in particular, merely suggesting the three motivations I could for the ionizer to be placed, which it obviously was. If no one known for such a non-Vulcan flavor of humor has had access to the systems, we can easily eliminate that option from our list." He brings his hands up before his torso and rests the fingertips of each hand on the same tip from the other. "As for revelation, perhaps our guilty party wished for a more in-depth diagnostic be run rathe than the normal routines. Which given that we are discussing it, very likely occurred. Did you find anything unusual in the more intensive investigation?"

The engineer shares a glance with his father, asking with his expression for patience.

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Each nods in turn at their introduction, and her father holds his hand up in the traditional salute. "Prosperity and long life, Tobin Les."

Tobin inclines his head in a respectful bow toward each of them. "And peace and long life to you, Shivuln and T'Vanna-Sath," he replies, his speech slipping into a more formal cadence. "I'm glad to finally make your acquaintance. Your daughter and I have known each other for nigh on a decade now. As a crewmate and a friend, she has always been a credit to your family." He lets his gaze stray toward T'Kallah. "And I must say that our chance meeting tonight was most welcome."

Quote
"I remember thinking your quarters at the time were smaller than the closets in our first apartment."

He smiled. "I think you're being generous," he said. "They really packed them in on those old scouts." He looked out the window at the setting sun. "The conference is over for the day. If you have nowhere else to be, we could beam up now. No time like the present, as the Humans say."

Treyva

QuoteHe smiled. "I think you're being generous," he said. "They really packed them in on those old scouts." He looked out the window at the setting sun. "The conference is over for the day. If you have nowhere else to be, we could beam up now. No time like the present, as the Humans say."

"That would be lovely. Let's go." Asha reaches for the small interface at the edge of the table, tapping in her personal data to account for the meal. "Maybe we can go to the recreation deck and I'll serenade you with the concepts of chaos theory in desertification."

As they exit the seating area, Treyva's communicator beeps.

Sorak

Quote"As for revelation, perhaps our guilty party wished for a more in-depth diagnostic be run rathe than the normal routines. Which given that we are discussing it, very likely occurred. Did you find anything unusual in the more intensive investigation?"

The engineer shares a glance with his father, asking with his expression for patience.

"Nothing. We first repeated our initial inspection after clearing the emitter," Storvant answers. "All was within normal parameters. We followed up with a second-level inspection, which confirmed our initial analysis. There is no logic to this."

"Perhaps we should, then, seek an actor that is not 'logical,'" T'Mag offers. "I wonder if there were any non-Vulcans proximate to the station when the suspect device was planted."

Spalan is about to add to the conversation when both his and Sorak's communicators beep in near unison.

Tobin

Quote"I'm glad to finally make your acquaintance. Your daughter and I have known each other for nigh on a decade now. As a crewmate and a friend, she has always been a credit to your family." He lets his gaze stray toward T'Kallah. "And I must say that our chance meeting tonight was most welcome."

"Most welcome," T'Kalla repeats.

"T'Kalla recognized you in the general audience not long after the start of the performance, and her eyes kept returning to your seat throughout," T'Vaana notes. "It required little encouragement on our part for her to seek you out at her first opportunity."

As Daughter raises an eyebrow at Mother, Tobin feels his communicator buzz in his pocket.

Cole

QuoteGear stowed, Cole turns to Sadek.

"It's your trial, mate. Lead the way".

He exaggerates a bow and indicates for the young Vulcan to choose his path.

The young Vulcan pulls out a small datapad, consulting a digital map of the area. "The treeline to the northwest is our best option; sehlat's do not like to climb."

It's at that moment that Cole's communicator beeps.

Treyva sighed and kept walking as he pulled the device out. "If this is Kolesnikov telling me he's broken another limb, I'll have him up on charges," he said, chuckling. Flipping the communicator open, he said, "Treyva here."

"Hold that thought," Cole reaches inside his clothing and retrieves his communicator, flipping the grid open," I should get this. Cole here."

"Oh, really?" Tobin looks at T'Kalla with a grin, finding amusement at what he would describe as her embarrassment, where she not Vulcan.

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As Daughter raises an eyebrow at Mother, Tobin feels his communicator buzz in his pocket.

"My apologies, I should find out what this is," Tobin says as he pulls out his communicator and steps back outside the box. "Les here."

QuoteSpalan is about to add to the conversation when both his and Sorak's communicators beep in near unison.

Both of Sorak's brows shoot up at the double tone. He gestures for patience to the rest of the group and takes a couple steps away for privacy before flipping open his communicator. "Sorak here."

Treyva
Asha giggles at the thought as they continue toward the nearest public transport terminals.

"Treyva, Commodore Santiago here. I'm sorry to barge in on your lunch date," the Starfleet station CO begins. Treyva had mentioned in casual conversation yesterday that he and Asha were meeting for lunch. "But, the Vulcan liaison to my office has just told me one of your people has been arrested."

Cole
The young Vulcan nods and divides his attention between his map and the horizon where his pursuer is supposed to be hiding.

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you on leave, but I figured you'd want to know this right away," Lt. Lear says, not wasting time with pleasantries. "There's been a murder in the city of Ta'Vistar. They're saying one of ours is a 'person of interest.'"

Sorak
As Spalan excuses himself to another room to answer his call, Sorak notes that his is from T'Kiri.

"Beloved," she says. "My brother has been murdered. There is a potential connection to your crew. I cannot say more." Sorak, familiar with the subtle details of his wife's vocal idiosyncrasies, recognizes immediately that she is quite shaken.

His father reenters the room and announces to the family, "Retired V'Kor Precinct Captain Talvar has been found deceased by violent means. Our investigators currently believe a foreign actor is responsible for the death. Sorak, I need to ask you, professionally, if you are familiar with a name."

Tobin
The trio nod respectfully as the science officer steps into the hallway to take the call.

"Commander, it's Thadis. I'm in a holding cell. The Vulcans think I killed somebody."

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Cole
The young Vulcan nods and divides his attention between his map and the horizon where his pursuer is supposed to be hiding.

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you on leave, but I figured you'd want to know this right away," Lt. Lear says, not wasting time with pleasantries. "There's been a murder in the city of Ta'Vistar. They're saying one of ours is a 'person of interest.'"

Cole pauses a beat while that information sinks in.

"You were right to call, Lieutenant. Who's the suspect?"

OOC: I am going on the assumption that Spalan drops the name simultaneously as the narrative reveal to Tobin.

Sorak nods,  both eyebrows furrowed in thought, "I am indeed familiar with Lieutenant Thadis keth Dra." His tone becomes lecturing and his posture that of an instructor,  "Thirty-one standard years of age, Andorian,  science officer assigned to the Drake with a speciality in astronomy. Despite his clan's well- known grudge again Vulcans, dating from the conflicts of the previous century, in my experience, Mr. Thadis has never acted other than professionally toward any Vulcans serving with or under him. Including Sonak, who served his cadet cruise aboard the Drake and worked closely with Thadis."

Treyva stopped short at that, and his expression became serious. "I beg your pardon, sir? Arrested? Who, and for what?" He exchanged a glance with his wife, and they both resumed their walk to the transport terminal, this time with more urgency.

Cole
"Mr. Thadis from Science Department, sir. They're holding them in their Ta'Vistar facility."

Treyva
Asha doesn't hide her shock as her eyes meet her husband's.

There was a short pause on the other end of the line. "A science officer named Thadis. He's what the Vulcans are calling a 'person of interest' in the death of a retired police investigator in the city of Ta'Vistar," the commodore responds. He pauses a moment, then adds, "Among others."

Sorak
The others watch the interchange between father and son with interest as Spalan nods his understanding.

"I will relay that information to the investigating officers," he responds. "I must also take my leave to meet with my district commanders."

On cue, T'Mag's communicator beeps and she steps away. The conversation is short and she announces, "I have been called into my precinct. A body has been discovered away from the city."

T'Mat raises an eyebrow at the coincidence. "Father, that is the sixth."

"It is," he confirms. "Investigators are working to determine connections between them, if there are any. There is much to do."

Meanwhile, T'Chele approaches Sorak, her expression what he would describe as "motherly." She says, "Son, you should go await your wife. She will likely be sent home once investigative protocols are invoked." She doesn't say it, but the unspoken inference is there: As a Jarokovan, T'Kiri will need emotional support. He knows his parents disapproved of his choice in philosophy, but their respect for his decisions won't allow them to say it, or publicly voice their opinions on the subject, especially in front of others. Still, the disapproval remains in the unspoken words.

Tobin stops short, his expression quickly shifting from amused to concerned. "Why, Thadis? What happened?"

Tobin
"They only said I was seen in the vicinity of two Vulcans later found 'deceased by violent means,'" the astronomer replies. Tobin can hear the frustration in his voice. "I've just been taking in the sights and shopping in a town called Ta'Vistar for the last few days. Before that, I had arranged to visit an eremology research station and a mine outside GolanKorsta.

"They say I need to go. Could you arrange for counsel for me? I don't trust --"

The line is cut off, leaving dead air. Tobin sees T'Kalla through the entrance to the balcony; her eyebrow is raised in curiosity.

Quote"Son, you should go await your wife. She will likely be sent home once investigative protocols are invoked."

Sorak nods, his eyes narrowing to convey the subtext has also been understood, "While I am certain, mother, that T'Kiri will handle any stress this may inflict with the aplomb of an agent of her position and experience, you make a logical point that mates should be prepared to provide support in any case."

Tobin takes the few steps back into the box. "I am very sorry, but I'm afraid I'm not really in the mood for music anymore," he says with a frown. "One of my subordinates has found himself in quite serious legal trouble. If you'll excuse me, I have some arrangements to make."

He catches T'Kalla's eye. "Perhaps, when circumstances allow, we could schedule another opportunity to spend some time together?"

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Cole
"Mr. Thadis from Science Department, sir. They're holding them in their Ta'Vistar facility."

"Thadis?" Cole muses. "I can picture him, is Tobin aware? I assume he is. Local authorities have jurisdiction but we will need to make sure Thadis has proper representation. I'll transport up shortly but I have something here I need to take care off. Let me know if the situation changes. Cole out"

Tobin

Quote"One of my subordinates has found himself in quite serious legal trouble. If you'll excuse me, I have some arrangements to make."

"I am a solicitor," T'Vaana-Sath notes. "Once you have spoken to your officer, please call upon me if you have need of my services."

QuoteHe catches T'Kalla's eye. "Perhaps, when circumstances allow, we could schedule another opportunity to spend some time together?"

"Yes, that would be most agreeable," she replies. "You will contact me tomorrow, regardless?"

Cole
"Aye, sir. Drake out," Lear responds before the line closes.

The young Vulcan, his eyes and attention still down range, notes, "I calculated a roughly 38.86 percent chance that you would be required to return to your duties, take me with you, and, thus, cause me to fail my kahs-wan. I am pleasantly surprised to find that it will not be the case.

"I believe the creature is has gone to ground," he adds, pointing toward what looks like a distant shimmer in the air. It could be an outline of a bear-like predator, only slightly discolored from the ground around it. "Maybe 44 meters away. I wonder if it is curious about your presence. How would you recommend we proceed?"

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Cole
The young Vulcan, his eyes and attention still down range, notes, "I calculated a roughly 38.86 percent chance that you would be required to return to your duties, take me with you, and, thus, cause me to fail my kahs-wan. I am pleasantly surprised to find that it won't be the case.

"I believe the creature is has gone to ground," he adds, pointing toward what looks like a distant shimmer in the air. It could be an outline of a bear-like predator, only slightly discolored from the ground around it. "Maybe 44 meters away. I wonder if it is curious about your presence. How would you recommend we proceed?"

Cole looks at the young Vulcan sympathetically.

"It sounds like the situation, serious as it is, is being managed as well as it can for now. So I have a bit of time"

He looks in the indicated direction, straining to make out any detail beyond the obvious visual telltale of the distorted patch of air.

"This is your trial. Tell me what you know about this creature and it's habits".

Cole
With Cole assuming the role of teacher, Sadek assumes the role of student.

"An undomesticated selaht is often between 250 and 350 kilograms, with canines between 20 and 25 centimeters in length," he begins. "They are mostly solitary creatures, with males roaming independent territories that may intersect with one or two female territories.

"They have a short burst speed of about 100 meters in under seven seconds, but also excellent endurance for long pursuit hunting. They often pursue and observe prey from a camouflaged position, 'dusting' their coats with local topsoil by rubbing in a dry patch to better blend in with the local environment. As evidenced before us."

The adolescent pauses for a moment and adds, "We are well within its optimal striking range, Durham Cole, should it choose to attack."

Cole considers this for a moment, never taking his eyes from the threat.

"I don't know much about the selaht, Sadek but your attention to detail is commendable. There is an animal on Earth called a bear. I guess it's the nearest analogy to a selaht. The recommended way to evade a bear safely is to move away sideways. Slowly, facing the bear. The sideways movement is less threatening and it's less likely to charge if it knows you're watching it." He pauses, noting that Sadek is digesting this.

"What's your assessment of the effectiveness of this as a possible strategy here?"

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"I am a solicitor," T'Vaana-Sath notes. "Once you have spoken to your officer, please call upon me if you have need of my services."

"Thank you, T'Vaana-Sath, that is very generous of you," Tobin replies.

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"Yes, that would be most agreeable," she replies. "You will contact me tomorrow, regardless?"

He nods. "Yes, of course, T'Kalla. Until then." The Trill waves a goodbye and strides out of the box.

As he walks out of the theater, he opens his communicator. "Drake, this is Les. Is Capt. Treyva aboard ship?"

"Commodore, Mr. Thadis is one of my best officers," Treyva said, coming to a stop outside the door to the transport station. "He's served under me for years; I find it very hard to believe that he could kill someone without extreme provocation, let alone several someones. This has to be some sort of mistake."

Sorak

QuoteSorak nods, his eyes narrowing to convey the subtext has also been understood, "While I am certain, mother, that T'Kiri will handle any stress this may inflict with the aplomb of an agent of her position and experience, you make a logical point that mates should be prepared to provide support in any case."

T'Chelle nods and moves away, and Sorak arranges for transport back home. Not long after his own return, T'Kiri enters through the front door. As she sets her satchel on the entryway sidetable, she announces, "I have been declared 'emotionally compromised.' I will not be allowed to participate in the investigation. I do not see the logic in this; I am best equipped to understand my brother's movements and tendencies."

Sorak knows his wife; she's clearly agitated.

Cole

Quote"I don't know much about the selaht, Sadek but your attention to detail is commendable. There is an animal on Earth called a bear. I guess it's the nearest analogy to a selaht. The recommended way to evade a bear safely is to move away sideways. Slowly, facing the bear. The sideways movement is less threatening and it's less likely to charge if it knows you're watching it." He pauses, noting that Sadek is digesting this.

"What's your assessment of the effectiveness of this as a possible strategy here?"

"If there is a commonality with your Earth bear, we could escape to our right at mark 278 toward the tree line, assuming our pursuer would not consider us taking three steps back for every seventeen laterally as 'threatening,'" the boy says. "I do not have data on the effectiveness of such a strategy, so I cannot give you a quantitative assessment."

Treyva

Quote"Commodore, Mr. Thadis is one of my best officers," Treyva said, coming to a stop outside the door to the transport station. "He's served under me for years; I find it very hard to believe that he could kill someone without extreme provocation, let alone several someones. This has to be some sort of mistake."

"Let's hope it is," Santiago replies. "Talk to your people, and report to the Federation embassy at the top of the hour. Dr. Suchwani and I are going to meet with a VIS representative at that time."

OOC: That gives Treyva about 38 minutes.

Tobin

Quote
As he walks out of the theater, he opens his communicator. "Drake, this is Les. Is Capt. Treyva aboard ship?"

"No, sir. He's planetside. Do you want me to connect you to him?" the communications officer asks.

QuoteAs she sets her satchel on the entryway sidetable, she announces, "I have been declared 'emotionally compromised.' I will not be allowed to participate in the investigation. I do not see the logic in this; I am best equipped to understand my brother's movements and tendencies."

Sorak approaches his mate and nods in understanding. "While I am certain you would not allow your relationship to the victim to influence your logic, beloved, there are two related considerations that are being addressed by this decision." He pauses for a moment and then continues,  "The first is what the humans call being 'too close' to an investigation. Which leads to the second,  which is avoiding the assistance of impropriety in the investigation by recusing the investigator whose brother has been killed,  thus eliminating any hint of bias, warranted or not. If I am not mistaken,  this is standard procedure for this sort of investigation."

His features soften in sympathy, "While I understand the frustration this causes,  and your desire to help find the truth, I'm sure you see the logic of the order in that light."

"Also,  though not my least concern, I grieve with thee for this loss."

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"No, sir. He's planetside. Do you want me to connect you to him?" the communications officer asks.

"Yes, please do," Tobin replies, pacing impatiently in the pedestrian path.

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Cole

Quote"I don't know much about the selaht, Sadek but your attention to detail is commendable. There is an animal on Earth called a bear. I guess it's the nearest analogy to a selaht. The recommended way to evade a bear safely is to move away sideways. Slowly, facing the bear. The sideways movement is less threatening and it's less likely to charge if it knows you're watching it." He pauses, noting that Sadek is digesting this.

"What's your assessment of the effectiveness of this as a possible strategy here?"

"If there is a commonality with your Earth bear, we could escape to our right at mark 278 toward the tree line, assuming our pursuer would not consider us taking three steps back for every seventeen laterally as 'threatening,'" the boy says. "I do not have data on the effectiveness of such a strategy, so I cannot give you a quantitative assessment."

"Well, Sadek. It would seem to me that this strategy is our best option given the data we have to hand. What do you say?"

Treyva took a deep breath, locked eyes sympathetically with his wife, and said,  "Aye, sir; I'll see you then. Treyva out." He closed the communicator and said, "I'm afraid we're going to need to delay our tour, beloved."

Sorak

QuoteHis features soften in sympathy, "While I understand the frustration this causes,  and your desire to help find the truth, I'm sure you see the logic of the order in that light."

"Also,  though not my least concern, I grieve with thee for this loss."

"Thank you, beloved," T'Kiri responds softly. She reaches up with the back of her two fingers, running them along his cheekbone in a gesture of affection. She meets his eyes for several moments, her gaze speaking volumes what mere words fail to express, then turns and finds a seat on the couch. "I have other concerns, but I am uncertain whether I should share them; I am having difficulty finding the logic in them."

As if on cue, her communicator buzzes. She glances at it and nods to herself. "That was T'Mag. When she expressed her sympathy earlier, she informed me that a body was found near a research station; her investigators just discovered a second corpse underneath the first.

"Illogical or not, I must reveal to you my thoughts," T'Kiri continues. "My brother's murder appears to be one of now-seven deaths by violent means in recent days. All were struck down by a sharp blade of some kind - like the Andorian hrisal. Before I was sent home, I learned that a science officer attached to your command - a...Thadis, I believe - was in proximity to at least a pair of victims when they were last seen alive.

"My concern lies in the uncompromising stance my colleagues and superiors are taking; they are certain the crimes are ones of illogic and passion, and can only be ascribed to an off-worlder," she explains. "I have neither proof nor logical reasoning to believe otherwise, but I think they are too quick to discount other possibilities, and have difficulty declaring that a vetted member of Starfleet would be inclined to kill so violently and indiscriminately. Perhaps I am biased in that regard."

Cole

Quote"Well, Sadek. It would seem to me that this strategy is our best option given the data we have to hand. What do you say?"

"I say we attempt it. I would rather not wait until the creature decides to pounce," he lifts his pack and one of Cole's, and the pair slowly move in their slightly oblique pattern toward the tree line behind them. As they continue to watch for any sign of pursuit, they see slight flourishes against the desert landscape, as if the sehlat occasionally creeps forward toward them while trying to keep its cover. Cole recognizes that a prey animal that can't see the full spectrum of color could easily miss such subtle movements.

The dance of careful retreat and creeping pursuit continues for some time, the predator consistently maintaining its 40-odd meter distance from Cole and Sadek. As they near sprinting distance of the grove, Cole notices a change in the sehlat's demeanor; it's hard to fully gague, but the creature appears to raise its haunches a bit, as if it's about to launch itself. The security officer senses Sadek stiffen next to him; he sees it, too.

With a calm that belies the anxiety both feel, the boy says, "Run."

OOC: Okay, we're going to do a timed challenge. The first key task will be Fitness + Security vs. Difficulty 1 to reach a suitable climbing tree, increased to Difficulty 2 because success relies on the slower runner between Cole and Sadek. Sadek will assist with his own Fitness + Security (8/2).

The second key task will be Control + Security vs. Difficulty 2 to climb out of reach. Sadek will again assist with his own Control + Security (9/2).

You will attempt Fitness tasks until you succeed twice, and then the Control task until you succeed once. The interval for the challenge is 4. Each task takes two intervals. Remember, you can spend 1 Momentum to reduce the interval to 1 on a successful task. When time runs out, the sehlat catches up to the slower runner/climber.

Renny, please roll for both Cole and Sadek.

Sadek, a Vulcan pre-adolescent male
Traits: Vulcan

ATTRIBUTES
Control - 9
Daring - 8
Fitness - 8
Insight - 7
Presence - 6
Reason - 10

DISCIPLINES
Command - 0
Conn - 0
Security - 2
Engineering - 1
Science - 3
Medicine - 1

STRESS 10

FOCUSES
Geography

Oh, and as a side note, the trees in this scene appear to be visually similar to almond trees, albeit slightly larger and thicker in diameter.

Tobin

Quote"Yes, please do," Tobin replies, pacing impatiently in the pedestrian path.

"Aye, sir. Stand by," the communications officer says. The line is quiet for several moments.

Treyva

QuoteTreyva took a deep breath, locked eyes sympathetically with his wife, and said,  "Aye, sir; I'll see you then. Treyva out." He closed the communicator and said, "I'm afraid we're going to need to delay our tour, beloved."

Asha leans in for a kiss. "Go, do your heroic captain things. I'll see you for dinner," she says lightly. It wasn't a question, but a statement.

As she heads away, Treyva's communicator beeps again. When he answers, he hears the voice of Lt. j.g. Portmain. "Sir, I have Lt. Cmdr. Les on the line for you. It sounds urgent."

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OOC: Okay, we're going to do a timed challenge. The first key task will be Fitness + Security vs. Difficulty 1 to reach a suitable climbing tree, increased to Difficulty 2 because success relies on the slower runner between Cole and Sadek. Sadek will assist with his own Fitness + Security (8/2).

Fitness (12) + Security (5) vs Difficulty 2

OOC: Two successes from Cole. Assist from Sadek

OOC: Total of three successes there. So next up is roll to climb that tree.

Control (9) + Security (5) vs Difficulty 2

OOC: Two successes there. Roll to assist again from Sadek

Control (9) + Security (2)

OOC: No help there from Sadek unfortunately.

OOC: Sorry, I wasn't clear in my description. You must attempt and succeed on the Fitness task twice, not just get 2 or more successes on a task.

Also, remember that each task you roll takes up 2 intervals out of the 4 you have before time runs out. You will need to spend Momentum at least on one successful task to reduce the amount of time it takes to complete.

So, on the first Fitness task, that's 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated. Do you wish to spend that Momentum to reduce the interval of this task to 1?

I will then need a second Fitness task, with Sadek assisting. We'll keep the Control task as is.

Quote"My concern lies in the uncompromising stance my colleagues and superiors are taking; they are certain the crimes are ones of illogic and passion, and can only be ascribed to an off-worlder," she explains. "I have neither proof nor logical reasoning to believe otherwise, but I think they are too quick to discount other possibilities, and have difficulty declaring that a vetted member of Starfleet would be inclined to kill so violently and indiscriminately. Perhaps I am biased in that regard."

Sorak's brows knit in consternation, "If you are, it is a bias I share. It is illogical to assume that Vulcans cannot act irrationally. Additionally,  I  have served with Thadis. Our son has worked closely with him. Not once have either of us had any cause to doubt his professionalism. The accusation itself is illogical in that it hinges on the circumstantial evidence of his species and proximity."

Treyva looked past the open communicator, watched Asha walk away, and sighed. The last few times he'd spent with family members had been interrupted by crises.

He listened to Portmain, guessing the reason why Tobin wanted to speak to him. "I imagine it is," he replied. "Put him through." He waited a moment, giving the young officer time to patch the connection, then said, "Treyva here. What can I do for you, Commander?"

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on May 25, 2022, 06:54:41 PM
OOC: Sorry, I wasn't clear in my description. You must attempt and succeed on the Fitness task twice, not just get 2 or more successes on a task.

Also, remember that each task you roll takes up 2 intervals out of the 4 you have before time runs out. You will need to spend Momentum at least on one successful task to reduce the amount of time it takes to complete.

So, on the first Fitness task, that's 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated. Do you wish to spend that Momentum to reduce the interval of this task to 1?

I will then need a second Fitness task, with Sadek assisting. We'll keep the Control task as is.

OOC: No problem. Let's spend the momentum to reduce the interval first.

Now, 2nd Fitness task

Fitness (12) + Security (5) vs Difficulty 2

OOC: 2 successes. Assist by Sadek

Fitness (8) + Security (2)

OOC: So that's another success. Giving a total of 3 against Difficulty of 2. 1 Momentum which again i'll spend to reduce the interval if possible.

Cole
OOC: All right. Spending the Momentum generated from the first Fitness test to reduce the interval of the task to 1. 3 Intervals remain.

On the second Fitness task, Cole achieves 2 Successes and Sadek adds 1, for 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated. That Momentum is also spent to reduce the interval of the task to 1. 2 Intervals remain.

On the Control task, Cole achieves 2 Successes (Sadek is no help) vs. Difficulty 2. Success.

Cole and Sadek will reach the safety of the higher branches.

The pair turn and sprint toward the grove as they look for a tree large enough to support their weight. The boy yells, "There! There!" as he points at a thick trunk tucked in behind a pair of younger ones in the front row.

Behind them, the sehlat dashes forward, dust trailing from it like it just flew through a nebula. It repeats a gruff sound, a half snarl with each exhale that grows louder with each powerful step. Sadek begins to lag behind a bit as the security officer's fitness and training regimen allows him to maintain his full pace.

As he nears their target, Cole slows a little turns his body slightly, finding Sadek with a quick glance and grabbing the boy's outstretched hand. With one sweeping movement, he yanks the boy forward and effectively throws him into lowest branches the tree, fluidly leaping up into an adjacent one himself. From there they climb, putting distance and branches between them and the carnivore.

The sehlat pulls up and launches his forepaws against the trunk in a futile attempt to jar its quarry from their perch. Unsuccessful, it begins to pace around, occasionally looking up and huffing at Cole and Sadek.

"That was exhilarating," the boy says.

OOC:
Current
Momentum 0
Threat 9

"Well that's one word for it," Cole muses as he shifts his weight to try and find a comfortable position in the nest of branches.

He glances down as the selaht continues it's slow circling of the tree trunk. He looks over to Sadek, who is similarly regarding their opponent.

"So we've avoided becoming lunch for now. How do the rules of your trial apply in this situation? We've bought ourselves some time but we obviously can't stay here until the beast gets tired of waiting."

"Sorry to interrupt your shore leave, sir, but I just received a very disturbing call from Lt. Thadis," Tobin begins, the rehearsed words pouring forth. "He's being held by Vulcan security on accusations of murder, and he asked me to arrange for counsel for him. They cut off the call before he could finish speaking, but he doesn't seem to think he is being treated fairly. Sir, I just can't believe Thadis would murder anyone. He is a member of my department, and I want to help."

Cole
"The rules of my kahs-wan are that I must survive in the wilderness for ten days, without bringing with me food, water, or weapons," Sadek replies. "This is partly endurance - demonstrating I can sacrifice personal needs for the benefit of others - but also partly adaptability and ingenuity - foraging, avoiding danger, and such.

"With regards to the sehlat," he adds, looking down at the beast as it paces back and forth, "I do not recall encountering that particular information in my studies."

The boy looks around and seems to spy something tucked under the shade of the leaves. "Vlaggin fruit? This is a vlaggin tree," he confirms, climbing a bit to reach it. He picks the fruit, which is about the diameter of a decent sized peach, and returns to his perch next to the security officer. "It is not yet ripe, which may benefit us."

Sadek hands the fruit to Cole and climbs up to grab more; the security officer finds it has a bit of heft to it.

OOC: I keep misspelling sehlat. The H is in the first syllable; I keep wanting to put it in the second.

Sorak
T'Kiri leans back slightly and closes her eyes, a ritual of hers that allows her to process the activities and investigations of the day. "I appreciate that I am not alone in my reservations," she says, eyes still closed. "Husband, would you please collect the data viewer from my satchel? I wish to show you something."

As he brings it to her, the investigator opens her eyes and activates it. Sorak sees what seems to be legal code on the screen.

T'Kiri shifts on the couch so she can at least partially face her husband and she invites him to sit next to her. "I have concerns that my colleagues will focus on your Lt. Thadis, and will not consider other possibilities," she says. "This will be a fatal flaw, and if Talvar's killer is to be apprehended, we will need someone from the outside to achieve it.

"I cannot ethically attempt an independent investigation, but there are other alternatives," she says. Referencing the viewer, she notes, "This is the current agreement between Starfleet and the Vulcan government. In section 17, it states that, in instances where a member of Starfleet is a victim or stands accused of a 'major crime,' the commander of the Starfleet station is authorized to invoke this section to conduct an independent investigation of the crime, or, by agreement with the relevant Vulcan authorities (i.e., the local V'Kor provincial commander), to conduct a joint investigation with said relevant authorities. Such joint investigations will always include a liaison officer from the Intelligence Service."

Sorak quickly reads the relevant section and begins to nod. "Yes,  this will give us an opportunity to ensure justice is served." He stands and retrieve his communicator. "I must contact the captain. Despite my authority as Executive Officer,  this will still require his his approval."

Cole hefts the proffered fruit thoughtfully.

"Are you suggesting we throw these at that thing?" he asks mildly, "Or is there something about the properties of the fruit which the sehlat doesn't like?"

Sorak
T'Kiri nods. "I suspect the more difficult task will be convincing your father," she notes.

OOC: In case I wasn't clear enough earlier, Spalan is the commander of the province in which both T'Kiri and T'Mag serve.

Cole
"Throw it, yes," Sadek says plainly, returning with one in hand and three in his satchel. "Unripe vlaggin fruits are dense, fibrous. They sting if you are hit by one thrown at velocity. I doubt it will hurt the sehlat as much, but I believe it will at least notice it. Such aggression may prompt its departure. What is the saying? 'Make the endeavor not worth the opportunity cost?'"

Treyva was about to reply when Portmain informed him that Sorak was also needing to speak to him. "Patch him in, Lieutenant; it'll save time."

"Aye, sir."

A moment later, he said, "Gentlemen, Commodore Santiago just informed me about a situation centered on Lieutenant Thadis. I take it, by the timing, that this is why you're both calling."

Sorak looks thoughtful as he calls the ship and waits to be patched through to the captain. "A valid point, beloved."

Quote"Gentlemen, Commodore Santiago just informed me about a situation centered on Lieutenant Thadis. I take it, by the timing, that this is why you're both calling."

Sorak unconsciously straightens his posture and nods, "Indeed it is, sir. It has come to my attention that it is possible that Mr. Thadis may become an unfortunate victim of Sovon's Razor if we do not take action."

The Vulcan glances at his wife,  a slight smile briefly playing across his features. "To that end,  surfing to Section 17 of the current agreement been Starfleet and the Vulcan government, in cases where a Starfleet officer is accused of a crime, a joint investigation can be performed if Starfleet can obtain the approval of the local Provincial Commander of the V'Kor."

Treyva replied, "Well, you'll have a chance to suggest that soon. Both of you return to the ship and get ready; we have an appointment with the commodore and a VIS representative at the top of the hour."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on May 31, 2022, 11:53:40 PM
Cole
"Throw it, yes," Sadek says plainly, returning with one in hand and three in his satchel. "Unripe vlaggin fruits are dense, fibrous. They sting if you are hit by one thrown at velocity. I doubt it will hurt the sehlat as much, but I believe it will at least notice it. Such aggression may prompt its departure. What is the saying? 'Make the endeavor not worth the opportunity cost?'"

"OK, mate," Cole hefts the fruit to try and get a feel for the shape and weight of the projectile. "Let's see how he likes this."

Cole draws his arm back, being careful to retain his grip on the tree with his free arm, and waiting for the bulk of the beast to become visible through the branches, lets fly.

Cole
OOC: Since the goal isn't to injure the beast, but to discourage it's continued presence, we're going to use an extended task.

The key task will be Control + Security (you are throwing a what amounts to a large peach with the density of a softball) vs. Difficulty 2 (through the branches of a stout tree while trying to balance in said tree).

Work is 15
Magnitude is 4
Resistance is 1 (the beastie has a tough hide, after all)

Each task attempt represents one thrown fruit. You currently have only 5 fruits in hand, but you can spend up to 2 Momentum after a successful task to obtain 1 additional fruit per Momentum spent.

Complications can include dropping held ammunition, or angering the beast so much that it decides to come after you. You have been warned. :)

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on June 06, 2022, 11:11:24 AM
Treyva replied, "Well, you'll have a chance to suggest that soon. Both of you return to the ship and get ready; we have an appointment with the commodore and a VIS representative at the top of the hour."

"Very good, sir," Tobin nods to the air. "In the meantime, I have a friend here whose mother is a solicitor. She offered her help when she heard that a crewmate is having legal trouble. Regardless of whether the Vulcans agree to a joint investigation, I'd like to engage her on Lt. Thadis' behalf. If she is anything like her daughter, she would be someone we could trust."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on June 07, 2022, 05:44:57 PM
Cole
OOC: Since the goal isn't to injure the beast, but to discourage it's continued presence, we're going to use an extended task.

The key task will be Control + Security (you are throwing a what amounts to a large peach with the density of a softball) vs. Difficulty 2 (through the branches of a stout tree while trying to balance in said tree).

Work is 15
Magnitude is 4
Resistance is 1 (the beastie has a tough hide, after all)

Each task attempt represents one thrown fruit. You currently have only 5 fruits in hand, but you can spend up to 2 Momentum after a successful task to obtain 1 additional fruit per Momentum spent.

Complications can include dropping held ammunition, or angering the beast so much that it decides to come after you. You have been warned. :)

OOC: OK, here we go

Fruit number 1 - Control (9) + Security (5) vs Difficulty 2

OOC: Wowser. Off to a good start. Three successes right?

OOC: Yes, 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated!

Please roll 7 [CD] for effect. Remember extended task Momentum spends (p.91 of the Core Rules) and the "get more ammo" Momentum spend above.

OOC: Ok, rolling for effect, noted re Momentum spends

OOC: Nice roll for 9! 9 Work - 1 Resistance = 8 net Work. 1 Breakthrough achieved.

Work Remaining 15 6
Magnitude/Breakthroughs 4/1
Resistance 1

Any Momentum spends? Spending 1 Momentum to add 1 Work, reflected above.

Current
Momentum 0 (1 pending, Cole)
Threat 9

OOC: Let's spend the 1 Momentum on extra work

OOC: I adjusted the previous post to include the Momentum spend.

Cole strikes the selaht in the head, causing it to recoil. It shakes its head and eyes the man in the tree.

OOC: Okay, four fruits left. Next task.

QuoteTreyva replied, "Well, you'll have a chance to suggest that soon. Both of you return to the ship and get ready; we have an appointment with the commodore and a VIS representative at the top of the hour."

"On my way, sir," Sorak acknowledges before closing the communicator and the connection.  He turns to T'Kiri. "And now to convince my father," he announces, as he quickly changes into his uniform.

"Okay Sadek, got lucky with that first shot. Let's try it again."

Cole hefts the second fruit and throws again.

OOC: Control (9) + Security (5) vs Difficulty 2.

OOC: Looks to be another success, no Momentum generated this time. Assuming effect is the same, i'll roll now to speed things up.

OOC: 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success!

Work result is 6 - 1 Resistance, for a net of 5 Work. That would get you another breakthrough, with 1 Work left on the track.

Do you want to add any Threat for a Momentum spend? Adding 1 Threat to increase the total Work to 6 will bring the Work Track to 0, giving you a second breakthrough with three fruits left.

OOC: I'll hold off on spending threat for now. See how this roll goes.

Fruit 3

Control (9) + Security (5) vs Difficulty 2

Once again Cole's projectile hits true

OOC: Two successes against Difficulty 2

For effects

OOC: Okay, second throw is a total of 5 Work, giving you 1 Breakthrough.

Third throw: 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success!
Work result is 5 - 1 Resistance, for a net Work of 4. You get 1 Breakthrough for exhausting the Work track.

You have two throws left to get 1 Breakthrough. If you add 1 Threat now (after the 3rd throw), you will get a 2nd Breakthrough that will give you the fourth you need.

Or, you can take your chances with your final two throws.

Work Remaining 15 6 1 0
Magnitude/Breakthroughs 4/3
Resistance 1

Current
Momentum 0
Threat 9

OOC: Hmmm. I feel like my luck is running out with these rolls so i'm going to give you the Threat point unless anyone objects?

OOC: No objections being heard (on IM :) ), Cole purchases 1 Threat to increase Work done on the third throw to 5, for an additional Breakthrough.

Work Remaining 15 6 1 0
Magnitude/Breakthroughs 4/4
Resistance 1

After the third throw pelts it solidly, the sehlat decides the pair aren't worth the potential cost and, with a huff, saunters away. Once it's out of sight, the young Vulcan says, "Thank you, Durham Cole."

The boy looks deeper into the grove. "I think I will continue in this direction for a while. I hope you are able to resolve your situation with your crew member as adroitly."

OOC: Current
Momentum 0
Threat 10

"Any help will be greatly appreciated, Tobin," the captain replied. "I'll see you aboard shortly. Treyva out."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on June 14, 2022, 10:41:42 AM

After the third throw pelts it solidly, the sehlat decides the pair aren't worth the potential cost and, with a huff, saunters away. Once it's out of sight, the young Vulcan says, "Thank you, Durham Cole."

The boy looks deeper into the grove. "I think I will continue in this direction for a while. I hope you are able to resolve your situation with your crew member as adroitly."

"It's been a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sadek," Cole says, clambering down from the tree. Turning to face the young Vulcan, he raises his right hand in a respectable approximation of the Vulcan salute. "Live long and prosper, Sadek. I wish you well for the remainder of your trial. Hopefully we will meet again."

Cole reaches inside his jacket and produces his communicator. "Cole to Drake. One to beam up"

At the top of the hour, Treyva, Sorak, Tobin, and Cole materialize on the main transporter platform at the Starfleet station. An aide escorts them to the commodore's office.

"Ah, good, you're here," Santiago greets them warmly upon entry; the 59-year-old Denevan appears short and thin, with medium brown skin and clean-shaven facial features that hints at a Spanish or Latino ancestry back on Earth. The officers know him to be a veteran communications officer who earned starbase command some 15 years ago; this is the third (and likely last) station under his command. To the senior officers' knowledge, he has never commanded a starship.

Next to him is a human woman of South Asian descent; if it weren't for the spectacles that dominate her face, her tiny stature would be her most noticeable feature. She is surely less than a meter-and-a-half and probably no more than 40 kilos, but, yet, she seems neither dainty, nor frail. To the contrary, she gives off an aura of being the toughest and shrewdest person in the room. On her bright blue sari hangs a brooch insignia of the Federation Diplomatic Service. Treyva surmises this must be the Dr. Suchwani he was supposed to meet.

A few paces away stands a dark-haired Vulcan male who appears a bit older than Sorak, wearing the dark gray uniform of the Vulcan Intelligence Service and the rank of subcommander. He's of average height for his people, and his eyes, even as they immediately scan the newcomers, have the quality of a "thousand meter stare." Sorak instantly recognizes the complete emotional purge of Kolinahr in his gaze.

Santiago begins, "This is Dr. Ratnam Suchwani, the chargee d'affaires for the Federation diplomatic mission to Vulcan -"

She nods in greeting. "Please, call me Rani," she says in a friendly tone.

"- and this is Principal Investigator N'Varas from the Foreign Agent Crimes Division of the VIS. He will be your liaison in this matter," the commodore concludes.

"Gentlemen," N'Varas adds dispassionately.

"Rani, PI N'Varas, this is Captain Treyva of USS Drake, his first officer Commander Sorak, his science officer Lt. Commander Les, and his chief security officer Lt. Cole."

OOC: Figure I'd give you gents a chance to respond before getting to the heart of the matter.

OOC: Has Sorak or his family (to his knowledge) dealt with N"Varas before? If so,  what does Sorak know about him?

OOC: Sorak is entirely unfamiliar with N'Varas. He's never encountered him personally, and he's never heard the name spoken by anyone in the family before.

Cole nods at each of the others in turn as the introductions are made.

Tobin inclines his head in greeting. "Greetings Rani, N'Varas. I hope we will all be able to work cooperatively to uncover the truth behind these unfortunate deaths," he says carefully, his gaze straying toward the Vulcan intelligence officer.

"Indeed," Sorak agrees, his expression more reserved than usual. "My father has said, 'Truth is the goal of any logical investigation.' Wouldn't you agree, Investigator N'Varas?"

Treyva nodded politely to everyone and took a seat. "I'd like to know exactly what's going on. Lieutenant Thadis has served under me for two years, and his record has been exemplary. I find it extremely difficult to believe these charges."

Quote from: Nolmir on June 27, 2022, 09:36:56 AMTobin inclines his head in greeting. "Greetings Rani, N'Varas. I hope we will all be able to work cooperatively to uncover the truth behind these unfortunate deaths," he says carefully, his gaze straying toward the Vulcan intelligence officer.

The diplomat smiles slightly and nods her head in greeting, and the Vulcan merely nods.

Quote from: Doug Burke on June 29, 2022, 08:24:05 AM"Indeed," Sorak agrees, his expression more reserved than usual. "My father has said, 'Truth is the goal of any logical investigation.' Wouldn't you agree, Investigator N'Varas?"

The intelligence officer straightens up. "If you are seeking to provoke a reaction or cause me to misspeak, you will be sorely disappointed with the results," N'Varas says flatly. "I understand your need for emotional connections, Jarokovan, but you will get none from me. Logic provides all my needs, all my answers."

"Gentlemen," Santiago interjects before Sorak can respond. "Let's not start any philosophical debates; we're here to discuss the case, and the case alone."

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on July 04, 2022, 01:42:13 PMTreyva nodded politely to everyone and took a seat. "I'd like to know exactly what's going on. Lieutenant Thadis has served under me for two years, and his record has been exemplary. I find it extremely difficult to believe these charges."

N'Varas abandons his brewing tete-a-tete with Sorak and turns to face the captain. "Seven bodies have been found in recent days, the first being Stardate 8864; all of their deaths have been by identical violent means, suggesting a potential connection," he explains. "Your Andorian officer was seen in the vicinity of the last four discovered deceased. Local authorities consider him a person of interest, and are determining if he is connected to others."

"You can see our predicament, Captain Treyva," Dr. Suchwani adds. "We don't want the old wounds of the last century to resurface."

"Which is why I've invoked our treaty with Vulcan," the commodore concludes. "Your mission, captain, is to conduct a parallel investigation into the seven deaths. Investigator N'Varas will be your liaison to the V'Kor investigation, and Investigator T'Kiri and two uniformed V'Kor officers from Ta'Vista Precinct 29 will assist you."

"I object to the inclusion of Sorak's mate, Commodore. She will be too easily swayed by the bias in favor of their officer -"

"Which will counter your bias against him. Police work is their family business, N'Varas, and you had no objections to his father Spalan overseeing the joint investigation," Santiago responds, showing a surprising bit of backbone. "T'Kiri is an investigator of the lead precinct, and her record is exemplary. She stays."

N'Varas poses no further objection, and the commodore continues, "Now, do you gentlemen have anymore questions before you get started?"

Sorak listens to the conversation,  giving no more reaction to N'Varas' blatant (for a Vulcan and a devotee of the Kolinahr) prejudice towards himself and his mate than a single raised eyebrow.

After the Commodore's laying out of the ground rules, the engineer turns to the investigator and suggests, "You seem surprisingly upset by the involvement of Jarokovan in this investigation. Perhaps I might interest you in some meditational exercises my mate and I have found useful in containing emotional stress and freeing the mind for the direct application of logical analysis."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on July 06, 2022, 07:55:50 PM
"Now, do you gentlemen have anymore questions before you get started?"

"I don't want to overstep my authority, sirs", Cole says glancing at his superior officers, "But i think I speak for all of us when i say i'm keen to get started so that we can prove the innocence of Lt Thadis as soon as possible."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on July 06, 2022, 07:55:50 PM
"Your Andorian officer was seen in the vicinity of the last four discovered deceased. Local authorities consider him a person of interest, and are determining if he is connected to others."

"I do have a question about the basis of this investigation," Tobin says. "What led to Lt. Thadis being considered a person of interest in these deaths? Is there any evidence of his involvement, or is the suspicion based purely on, shall we say, circumstance?"

Treyva waited for his officers to finish before he said, "So your evidence is that Thadis was in the wrong place while being blue. I know that the lieutenant isn't the omly Andorian on this planet, Investigator. From a scientific standpoint, the evidence is entirely circumstantial, and even then it's thin."

He paused a moment. "You say all seven were killed in the same way. What was the cause of death?"

Quote from: Doug Burke on July 07, 2022, 07:10:46 PMAfter the Commodore's laying out of the ground rules, the engineer turns to the investigator and suggests, "You seem surprisingly upset by the involvement of Jarokovan in this investigation. Perhaps I might interest you in some meditational exercises my mate and I have found useful in containing emotional stress and freeing the mind for the direct application of logical analysis."

The only reaction the engineer receives from N'Varas is a brief glance in his direction.

Quote from: Nolmir on July 11, 2022, 07:52:09 AM"I do have a question about the basis of this investigation," Tobin says. "What led to Lt. Thadis being considered a person of interest in these deaths? Is there any evidence of his involvement, or is the suspicion based purely on, shall we say, circumstance?"

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on July 13, 2022, 12:31:26 PMTreyva waited for his officers to finish before he said, "So your evidence is that Thadis was in the wrong place while being blue. I know that the lieutenant isn't the only Andorian on this planet, Investigator. From a scientific standpoint, the evidence is entirely circumstantial, and even then it's thin."

He paused a moment. "You say all seven were killed in the same way. What was the cause of death?"

"The cause of death in each case was exsanguination and organ failure from multiple incisions, lacerations, and punctures, made by a well-honed and maintained blade of 50 to 70 centimeters in length," N'Varas responds flatly. "The wounds were made with extreme force - furious, but with a measure of control, indicating someone trained with their chosen instrument."

He pauses to let the information sink in, and continues, "Your officer was wearing his cultural weapon on his person in surveillance footage, in a ceremonial position in accordance with Federation and Vulcan-Andorian treaty. As I am sure you are aware, these hrisals average about 60 centimeters in length.

"Yes, each element is circumstantial, but multiple circumstances begin to form a pattern," the investigator concludes. "His proximity to four potential crime scenes, his known generational animosity toward the Vulcan species, and his publicly carrying a weapon consistent with the fatal wounds are 'thin' on their own, but stitched together, they begin to make a more sturdy cloth. It would have been improper not to view him as a potential suspect."

"Sir," Cole addresses the investigator, "Are you in possession of any witness testimony or surveillance material which places Thadis at the scene of any of these crimes?"

"Shuttle records and entry-exit logs place him at the research station, and street sensors and imagery place him in the shops area," the investigator replies. "Your precinct liaison will be able to facilitate your access to all of the evidence collected so far."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on July 20, 2022, 11:35:42 PM
'Shuttle records and entry-exit logs place him at the research station, and street sensors and imagery place him in the shops area," the investigator replies. "Your precinct liaison will be able to facilitate your access to all of the evidence collected so far."

"Thank you, sir, " Cole responds. " That will be very useful."

QuoteThe only reaction the engineer receives from N'Varas is a brief glance in his direction.

Sorak meets the brief glance with steely aplomb, having made his point and not wishing to waste any more time.

"Are there any other persons of interest?"

N'Varas shakes his head. "None to date. Investigators are continuing to interview witnesses and search available logs and sensor data for commonalities. These, too, will be made available to you as they're completed and transcribed."

"Do you gents have any more questions that need answering at this time?" the commodore chimes in.

Treyva looked at N'Varas for a few moments; something about the Vulcan investigator wasn't sitting right with him. Finally,  he shook his head and without taking his eyes off N'Varas, replied, "I don't, sir, but my staff might."

Sorak considers everything N'Varas has shared and his eyes narrow. He turns to the Commodore and shakes his head, "For any additional questions I have considered to be asked before we can see the actual evidence that has been collected would seem at best premature, and at worst redundant and obstructive."

"I think I can safely say I speak for all us when I say I would like to speak with Lt. Thadis as soon as possible. I certainly want to hear his side of the story," Tobin says, then pauses slightly. "I presume we will have free access to him for our investigation?"

"Through your liaison, yes," N'Varas responds.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on August 01, 2022, 02:44:00 PM
"Through your liaison, yes," N'Varas responds.

"I'd like to organise this as soon as possible", Cole says, his eyes fixed on N'Varas. "We certainly need to get the Lieutenant's account of events."

The commodore concludes the meeting with words of caution.

"Tread lightly, Captain. This is still Vulcan jurisdiction, so their sovereignty must be respected here," he states, "I'm sure that won't be a problem for you, just as I'm sure the Vulcan government will provide their full cooperation in this joint investigation. Our goal is the same; determine who committed these crimes, and apprehend them before they have an opportunity to commit more. Dismissed."

The group departs Santiago's office together, leaving the commodore to confer with Dr. Suchwani. As they approach the transporter station, N'Varas announces, "Lt. Thadis was not wearing his hrisal when detained, and refused to disclose its location when questioned. Perhaps he will be willing to reveal it to you."

Without waiting for an answer, he turns and returns the way he came.

*~*~*~*~*

The provincial detention facility on the outskirts of Ip'sam Shelek municipality reflects the Federation's views on incarceration and rehabilitation. Highly asthetic, in what most architects would call "Classical Modern Vulcanian," the building appears spacious at first glance. Treyva leads the others into the main lobby, where Sorak's mate T'Kiri and two uniformed V'Kor officers are waiting.

"Peace and long life, Captain Treyva," she greets, a slight smile curling up at the corner of her mouth as she holds up the traditional salute. "And to your officers. It is pleasurable to see you again, although I would rather it be under less professional circumstances."

OOC: Feel free to do a little RP...

OOC: Does Sorak recognoze either of the V'Kor Agents?

OOC: Yes, Sorak knows them both.

The engineer immediately recognizes the two uniformed officers. The male, on T'Kiri's right, is Officer - Grade 1 Ayhan; he's a Vulcan Science Academy graduate, but chose V'Kor service for reasons he has never shared with Sorak and T'Kiri. He married into a prominent family, and he and his mate frequently invite T'Kiri for dinner when Sorak is away.

OOC: It's up to you, Doug, if Sorak and T'Kiri visited/hosted Ayhan and his mate during the engineer's current visit home.

The female, on T'Kiri's left, is Officer - Grade 2 T'Ara; her parents were researchers who took her with them on their many research missions. She once stated that her first six years were spent more amongst dead civilizations than on Vulcan itself; her parents died in an accident just after her sixth birthday, and she was returned to Vulcan to be raised by both sets of grandparents. Notably, the two couples moved into adjoining estates with a common courtyard, so that she could be with both families without the burden of traveling between them. She is very proud of that fact, a forgivable flaw in her normally stoic Surakian discipline.

What is T'Kiri's rank? Treyva would want to reply with similar formality out of politeness before falling back on their more friendly relationship.

OOC: Her V'Kor title is Principal Investigator, which is equivalent to the VDF rank of Subcommander. Treyva would know that Vulcan security services personnel are normally addressed by their service-specific title, rather than their VDF-equivalent rank (even as their insignias closely match, with subtle differences, the VDF rank insignia).

Treyva returned the salute and said, "And to you and your officers as well, Principal Investigator T'Kiri. I, too, wish the circumstances were more social." He took a few steps closer, and said quietly, "I am deeply sorry for your loss, T'Kiri."

She nods. "It is a weight that hangs upon me, Treyva. But I find my rest knowing my mate and his friends will help us uncover the truth of Talvar's murder."

T'Kiri then clears her throat quietly and introduces uniformed officers Ayhan and T'Ara, whom she says are assigned to the Drake crew task force and are available to provide administrative and enforcement support, as needed. The investigator then gestures toward the security checkpoint, where they're signed in as visitors (which amounts to logging of their communicator IDs and linking them to the facility's network) and turn in all other devices (weapons and tricorders). T'Kiri requests and receives from the desk officers a security tricorder, which she hands to Mr. Cole.

"For recording and scanning of the prisoner during the interview," she says. The crew is allowed through the checkpoint and continue to the courtyard. Impressive in its own right, it looks like an office park plaza straight out of Starfleet Command or the Federation Council Complex. About a half-dozen inmates - all Vulcans - are moving about, four of whom appear to be tending to the meticulously maintained flora. Another appears to be talking with a Vulcan in civilian attire on a bench in a corner, and the last one meditating in the central square.

Around the outer edge of the far side of the plaza are seven buildings arranged in a semi-circle. Each building is identical to the others in its design, also following the architectural style of the main hall; however, it is difficult to determine the function of the buildings by their outward appearance.

"The central block is the mental health center, where inmates receive behavioral care, both in group and individual settings," T'Kiri explains, "and also in guided and unguided practices." She gestures to the meditating inmate and the one talking with the civilian for reference.

OOC Editor's Note: I can imagine an Elba II rehabilitation chair is also on site, used only for the criminally insane who do not respond to other psychiatric treatments.

Other buildings include four main inmate residences (flanking the mental health center), which are "self-contained and largely self-sufficient." The inmates, she says, manage their own living quarters, prepare meals communally, study or practice trades, and share entertainment and other activities. The block on the far right, T'Kiri says, is an out-processing facility and visitation center; it contains additional security checkpoints to protect visitors from potential dangers, and no inmate can enter the building unescorted.

The investigator then points to the closest building on the left. "This block is where we house inmates awaiting trial and those in investigative custody, like your Lt. Thadis. Their access to the rest of the grounds is limited, and a dedicated staff performs the functions that would normally be handled by the inmates themselves in other blocks," she explains. As the crew enters, the common room is empty, save for two members of the facility staff overseeing the automated cleaning equipment.

T'Kiri leads them into a corridor with quarters on each side. Each room has smoked interior windows on the doors and walls, through which only silhouettes can be seen. "Security staff can adjust the opacity of the glass remotely, both one-way and two-way, as needed. The exterior windows on the opposite sides of each berth are the same. The default view from within the room, however, is an environmental scene, which is selectable by the inmate within the room."

At the very end of the hall, she taps the controls on the door to the right, and the windows shift to transparent view. Within, they see a meeting room. A dozen chairs are arranged in a circular pattern around the center in an otherwise pleasant-looking, but nondescript space. In the chair opposite the door, his hands on his knees, his eyes closed and his antennae low, sits Lt. Thadis.

Pressing another control, T'Kiri states, "Ta'Vista badge number I-3-6-A-9-8, entering Room 1-1-8. With two escorts and four guests." A light turns from amber to green, and the door slides open. Thadis stands and comes to attention as his commanding officer enters the room.

"You have no idea how good it is to see friendly faces," he says. "Please tell me you can get me out of this mess."

Cole regards Thadis sympathetically. Seeing a shipmate in a cage, albeit a pleasant looking cage, doesn't sit well with him.

Tobin smiles sympathetically at his subordinate. "It's good to see you too, Thadis. We're going to do everything we can to get to the bottom of this."

QuoteOOC: It's up to you, Doug, if Sorak and T'Kiri visited/hosted Ayhan and his mate during the engineer's current visit home.

Let's say it was planned but had not occurred yet.

Sorak meets eyes briefly with both Ayhan and T'Ara, "It is agreeable to see you again, Officers. And gratifying to know we will will be working with such dependable and skilled investigators. My initial interpolation was that the investigation was not being seriously considered since such a... tidy suspect has been discovered so quickly. I am unusually content to apparently be proven incorrect in that assessment."

Back in the lobby...

Quote from: Doug Burke on August 18, 2022, 09:39:28 PM"...I am unusually content to apparently be proven incorrect in that assessment."

Both officers nod in return, a glint of affinity behind their otherwise stoic expressions.

"That was the provincial commander's doing," T'Ara notes. Both officers know of Sorak's familial proximity to Spalan.

*~*~*~*~*
In the meeting room...

"Let us sit," T'Kiri prompts. As everyone finds a seat, she continues, "Please note that this room is being recorded and all statements made herein will appear on the official transcript of our meeting. Captain, you and your officers may ask questions freely."

OOC: Ran out of time writing this, but I think this is probably a good place to stop, anyway.

Cole straightens in his chair and looks to Treyva.

"Sir, with your permission? Perhaps the Lieutenant could simply give us his account of the events which have led us here?"

Treyva nodded. "Seems a logical place to start."

"Where to begin," Thadis says, his eyes shifting as he appears to sift through the events of recent days. "Well, as you know, Mr. Les, for the first part of our yard period, I was overseeing the Helio*, Astronomy, and Astrophyics lab inspections and shakedown reports. Lots of trips to and from the the shipyard, though I had a little downtime for a short excursion here and there.

* Heliophysics

"The lab business concluded on 8866, and I began my shore leave rotation," the Andorian continues. "I've been working on a remote combined planetology course through ETH Zurich -" this is a surprise to Tobin "- so I arranged for a tour of an old mine near GolanKorsta for the next day. I never ended up exploring deep into the complex though, due to a collapse in an unstable area while I was there. A couple days later, I visited the Sas-a-Shar eremology research station, and I've been sightseeing in Ta'Vistar since."

T'Kiri notes, "The body of a geostatistician named T'Pak was found under that collapse on stardate 8869, but it was later determined her fatal wounds were not caused by it. Sas-a-Shar eremologist Verrin and shuttle pilot Subaltern T'Syra -"

"The pilot's dead?" Thadis interjects.

"Yes, Mr. Thadis. Her body was discovered under Verrin's earlier today," the investigator notes. "Both were reported missing the day after your visit; you were likely the last person to see both alive on stardate 8869."

The astronomer slumps back into his chair, looking quite shocked and defeated. T'Kiri continues, "The body of an academic named Sotir was found late last night; during forensic processing of that scene, the body of retired investigator Talvar was discovered this morning near Sotir's. Both were seen encountering Mr. Thadis on security sensors in the Ta'Vistar main shopping district on stardate 8870."

"Investigator, if I may", Cole takes advantage of the pause in T'Kiri's report.

"You suggested that T'Pak's fatal wounds were caused by something other than the collapse. Can you tell us what killed her, and the pilot for that matter?" 

"T'Pak's cause of death was later determined to be heart seizure due to perforation by a foreign object," she says. "Her fatal wound was consistent with a blade of 30 to 70 centimeters in length."

T'Kiri pauses a moment to consult her padd. "The subaltern was decapitated, but any one of a half-dozen deep lacerations on her torso would have otherwise been fatal."

Treyva had assumed his "Deep Thinky" posture almost as soon as Thadis had begun speaking. Without moving or opening his eyes, he said, "Lieutenant, were you with anyone when the collapse in the cave occurred?"

"At the time of the collapse, yes, sir. I was with a staff geologist - I can't remember her name, to be honest, but I think she's from Earth, on exchange. But, I can't say I was with someone for the entire visit," Thadis says.

Turning his head towards T'Kiri, but still not opening his eyes, he asked, "Investigator, do we know if the collapse was natural or artificially induced?"

The Vulcan raises an eyebrow in thought, then begins to thumb through her padd. "I do not know if that was relayed to us," she says. T'Kiri is quiet for a moment as she scans the information before her, then mouths a silent "A-ha," before looking up.

"It is not specifically said, but unintended collapses in that mine are not unknown, and are sometimes a response to activity near or elsewhere in the mine," she reports. "We can inquire if a cause has been determined."

He's a science officer, but he's also an Andorian. How proficient a combatant is Thadis, and would Treyva know this?

OOC: Treyva has seen Thadis practice his sword arts on the cargo deck, and his service jacket notes a Class 2 rating in close combat. (Class 2 is basic professional level of competence and is the minimum qualification for security department personnel.)

Treyva fights like a scientist. Thadis does not.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on September 05, 2022, 01:19:37 AM
"T'Pak's cause of death was later determined to be heart seizure due to perforation by a foreign object," she says. "Her fatal wound was consistent with a blade of 30 to 70 centimeters in length."

T'Kiri pauses a moment to consult her padd. "The subaltern was decapitated, but any one of a half-dozen deep lacerations on her torso would have otherwise been fatal."

"Investigator, is it your hypothesis that the fatal wounds were inflicted by Thadis' duelling blade? If so, has the weapon in question been recovered and investigated by the forensics team?"

Wrong Andorian weapon. Hrisal, not chaka.

OOC: I think I meant the ushaan-tor anyway. The duelling weapon. I'll amend the text to be more generic so Davy can go with whatever he thinks it should be. Thanks Patrick.

OOC: It was called the chaka in LUG's Among the Clans, and then adapted by the ST:Enterprise production team to become the ushaan-tor, a former mining instrument turned into a dueling weapon. As the two weapons do look a bit different (the chaka has serrations on the back edge the blades on either side of the handle, and a triangular blade for punching, and the ushaan-tor has a serrated curved blade around a central handle), we'll say both exist as dueling implements in our canon. (And, to be honest, Andorian combat sports and dueling codes allow for all sorts of traditional weapons to be used; the hrisal is not an uncommon choice.)

That said, you've only seen Thadis carry and practice with a hrisal, which is a long blade akin to the medieval Persian shamshir (although it's about 10-12cm shorter). (For reference, the blade itself is just about 2 feet long from hilt to point.) You've never seen him with anything else.

On that note, Cole can quickly find out what blades Thadis owns, since security department would require an inventory of all personal weapons aboard the ship. I'd even allow for Cole to attempt a gratuitous Reason + Conn task vs. Difficulty 0.

"It has not," she responds, her eyes falling squarely on Thadis.

"I don't have to help you find it, either. I know my rights," the lieutenant responds defiantly. "I'm not going to contribute to my own public lynching."

T'Kiri, still looking at the Andorian, tilts her head slightly and arches an eyebrow. Sorak has seen this expression many times, and thankfully in response to something he said only once.

Editor's Note: This is her "you've got to be kidding me" look.

Treyva opened his eyes at that remark, and fixed a stern gaze on the Andorian. "Do you believe that's why we're here,  Lieutenant?" he asked sharply. "Why I'm here?"

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on September 13, 2022, 11:01:39 AM

On that note, Cole can quickly find out what blades Thadis owns, since security department would require an inventory of all personal weapons aboard the ship. I'd even allow for Cole to attempt a gratuitous Reason + Conn task vs. Difficulty 0.

OOC: Can I clarify, that's a Reason + Conn task?

OOC: Yes, I chose Conn, because that's the closest thing to an "administrative" discipline. Since this is a personnel records thing, and not really performance of actual security procedures and knowledge thing. The roll is only to see if Cole remembers it off the top of his head, instead of having to wait 'til you're outside of the facility to contact the ship.

OOC: Got it

Reason (8) + Conn (3) vs Difficulty 0

Cole remembers personally inspecting Thadis' weapons collection when he took over as security chief. In addition to his hrisal, the lieutenant also has his maternal grandfather's ushaan-tor in an ornate shadow box that he keeps on his desk in his quarters. Thadis also has a plaque with a pair of ceremonial daggers mounted and crossed, which he explained was a trophy from a combat tournament in his pre-Academy days. Cole has never seen Thadis carry the daggers or the dueling weapon.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on September 13, 2022, 11:01:39 AM
"I don't have to help you find it, either. I know my rights," the lieutenant responds defiantly. "I'm not going to contribute to my own public lynching."
Treyva opened his eyes at that remark, and fixed a stern gaze on the Andorian. "Do you believe that's why we're here,  Lieutenant?" he asked sharply. "Why I'm here?"

"Captain, if I may?" Cole interjects. "Lieutenant, it would seem to me that it will only aid your defense to locate the hypothesised murder weapon and have it forensically examined. By not co-operating with our investigation, you are not helping your case. I'm aware that these items have sentimental value for you. You have my personal assurance that they will be treated with the utmost respect. I'm asking that you assist us willingly."

OOC: I think this calls for a Presence + Command task vs. Difficulty 2. Because Thadis respects Cole as a warrior, Cole will receive an additional d20 to roll on his task.

Oh, and Cole did generate 2 Momentum on his last task. It's available for him to spend.

 Assisting Cole.

"Lieutenant," Sorak interjects. "I can assure you that my mate and her colleagues are interested only in finding the truth. They would not tolerate being expected to participate in any sort of 'public lynching'."

OOC: 1d20 Presence + Command for Sorak, then, please.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on September 20, 2022, 07:47:41 PM
OOC: I think this calls for a Presence + Command task vs. Difficulty 2. Because Thadis respects Cole as a warrior, Cole will receive an additional d20 to roll on his task.

Oh, and Cole did generate 2 Momentum on his last task. It's available for him to spend.

OOC: Ok thanks.

Presence (8) + Command (3) vs Difficulty 2

OOC: Rolling Sorak's assist for expedience.
Sorak Presence + Command Assist

OOC: Cole achieves 3 Successes, and Sorak adds 1 Success of his own. Success, plus 2 Momentum generated.

Thadis looks from Cole to Sorak and back again. He closes his eyes and draws a breath, letting it out slowly as he mouths something silently.

Returning his gaze to Cole, he says, "My hrisal is in my locker on the rec deck. But I wore it only ceremonially, on the left and peace tied, as per regulations. It never left its scabbard outside the rec deck."

OOC: If your character has Focuses in both Linguistics and Lip Reading, I'll let you know what he mouthed. ;)

Current
Momentum 2 (2 pending, Cole)
Threat 10

I'd love to know, but I have neither, so....

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on September 27, 2022, 12:18:23 AM
OOC: Cole achieves 3 Successes, and Sorak adds 1 Success of his own. Success, plus 2 Momentum generated.

Thadis looks from Cole to Sorak and back again. He closes his eyes and draws a breath, letting it out slowly as he mouths something silently.

Returning his gaze to Cole, he says, "My hrisal is in my locker on the rec deck. But I wore it only ceremonially, on the left and peace tied, as per regulations. It never left its scabbard outside the rec deck."

OOC: If your character has Focuses in both Linguistics and Lip Reading, I'll let you know what he mouthed. ;)

Current
Momentum 2 (2 pending, Cole)
Threat 10

Cole pauses for just a second.
"Thank you, Lieutenant." He turns to T'Kiri. "Investigator, with your permission i'll have my security team secure the weapon so it can be checked for forensic evidence."

"That would be agreeable," she replies. "Of course, the security department facilities of a Constellation-class cruiser are more than sufficient for such a task, and your people are likely as qualified as mine to conduct forensic testing. By treaty, reports generated by you are fully acceptable in our legal system."

Treyva turned to his security chief. "See to it personally as soon as we return to the ship, Mr. Cole," he said.

"Aye sir." Cole responds briskly.

Treyva nodded in acknowledgment, then turned to T'Kiri. "In the interest of maintaining impartiality, I would appreciate either you or one of your officers accompanying us to the Drake as an observer, someone to, as the Humans put it, keep us honest."

"My officers and I are part of your investigation team, Captain," T'Kiri responds. "Therefore, we are at your full disposal."

OOC: Do you folks have anything else to add before we move on?

OOC: I'm ready to move on.

Tobin clears his throat. "Thadis, I have a, uh, friend of a friend here on Vulcan who is a solicitor. If it would be agreeable to you, I can have her contact you -- I think a local legal advisor would be quite advantageous." He pauses slightly. "I would trust her daughter with my life, so I have no doubt T'Vaana-Sath would do her utmost for you."

OOC: The name T'Vaana-Sath is not one Sorak knows; and it appears neither does T'Kiri.

"I would second that counsel," T'Kiri says to the Andorian.

Thadis nods a bit hesitantly, then responds, "Yes. Okay. Please contact her."

The discussion ends and T'Kiri leads the crew out the way they came. She dispatches Officer T'Ara to inquire about the cause of the GolanKorsta mine collapse, and Officer Ayhan to gather the latest findings of the day's investigations; both will join the crew on the Drake when their tasks are completed.

T'Kiri accompanies her husband and the rest of the crew back to the ship, where Cole dispatches a team to recover Thadis' hrisal from the rec deck lockers and bring it to Tobin's personal lab. It arrives still in its "tied down for peace" position, an intricate lacing of the handle to the scabbard that shows a level of artistry in its crafting.

OOC: How do you folks want to proceed with the forensic examination?

OOC: Have replied in chat to Patrick's suggestion but would would assume a tricorder scan of the hrisal would be the obvious place to start. Also, check internal sensor logs to see if it's possible to build up a picture of those who might have access to the rec lockers during the time before and after the incident to see if it was possible for someone to have retrieved the weapon, carried out the attack and returned it to it's storage. Not sure how feasible this would be but Cole can detail some people to work on it.

OOC: For the tricorder can, this would be a Reason + Science task vs. Difficulty 2, reduced to Difficulty 1 due from the tricorder.

I'd call the second task an Insight + Security task vs. Difficulty 1, assisted by the ship's Computers + Security.

OOC: Can definitely have Tobin do a tricorder scan to start -- looking mainly for presence of Vulcan blood, dirt, etc., and/or signs of tampering. I'll just make the roll now to keep things moving.

Tobin Reason (11) + Science (5), vs. Difficulty 1:

OOC: In the chat, Doug said, "Agreed. I also want to look into the peace ties. How hard to duplicate, could a non-Andorian do it, who do we have record of having the skill,  etc. Make sure we image the pattern on currently before removing it,  as well."

This, I think, would be a Reason + Science task vs. Difficulty 3, since we're delving deep into Andorian culture.

Now, Tobin's tricorder scan. 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated!

Current
Momentum 4 (1 pending, Tobin)
Threat 10

The tricorder reveals no traces of blood, Vulcan or otherwise, nor any evidence of cleaning agents that would remove blood. The only substance on the blade is a light coating of mineral oil.

 Would I get an assist from the shop since I'm using the ship's computers? Also,  I assume my Computers focus would also apply...

OOC: If you're going to lean on the ship's databanks for information, then, yes, Computers + Security to assist. And Sorak's Computers focus will be useful.

 OOC: Can I use Tobin's bonus Momentum from Chief Science Officer on Obtain Information to determine how long ago the mineral oil had been applied?

OOC: Absolutely!

Tobin determines the mineral oil was applied in the last 72 hours...making it very likely that this was one of the last things Thadis did before he was arrested.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on October 21, 2022, 10:47:44 AM
OOC:
I'd call the second task an Insight + Security task vs. Difficulty 1, assisted by the ship's Computers + Security.

OOC: I'll roll for the internal security task -

Insight (9) + Security (5) vs Diff 1, assisted by Computers (7) + Science (2)

OOC: Oof, 1 success so ship assists -

OOC: No help from the Drake.

OOC: As for the Momentum generated on Tobin's tricorder scan, if I use that for Obtain Information, can Tobin determine if there is any trace of genetics and/or fingerprints on the hrisal aside from Thadis'?

OOC: Acknowledging spending 1 Momentum to Obtain Information. Note that, thanks to Tobin's Studious talent, he can ask an additional question.

Cole earns 1 Success vs. Difficulty 1. Success!

Current
Momentum 4
Threat 10

Tobin pores over the tricorder data, and can only find Thadis' fingerprints on the handle and scabbard, and can find no genetic evidence of anyone other than Thadis having handled the weapon.

There are no logs kept of rec room access, and most lockers aren't assigned to any individual crewmember; such lockers, when used, are securable via a specific code created by the crewmember at the time of use. These codes are logged, but the crewmember who inputs the code isn't. (Of course, given that theft is pretty much non-existent on the ship, many crewmembers never even bother to engage the locks.) However, lockers that are set aside for personal weapons are assigned and logged.

Cole's security records indicates only Thadis has accessed his locker since he was first assigned it more than a year ago.

Sorak's Reason + Science task. In addition to my Computers focus and the assistance of the ship, I'd like to spend a Momentum to get another die.

Reason (11) + Science (4), vs. Difficulty 3:



And the assist...
[Drake]'s assist with Computers (7) + Security (3):

Skated by on that one...

OOC: I guess the next question to ask then, given that it seems unlikely that the weapon has been accessed by anyone else in the timeframe, can it be analysed to see whether it can be confirmed as the murder weapon?

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on October 24, 2022, 05:59:45 PM
Note that, thanks to Tobin's Studious talent, he can ask an additional question.

OOC: Oh yeah, I always forget about that. I can't think of any at the moment, but I'm open to suggestions if anyone has ideas.

OOC: Acknowledging spending 1 Momentum to Create Opportunity.

Sorak 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 3. Success! Clearly Sorak retained something from his many discussions with Garav over the years.

It is interesting what one retains from seemingly innocuous conversations. Sorak recalls a discussion he had with Garav before the latter's departure from Starfleet, regarding craftsmanship vs. manufacturing. As it often is with the Andorian security specialist, weapons were brought up, and he described the difference between mass produced advanced energy weapons vs. the handmade weapons of sport and war on Andoria.

In it, he talked about individual time and effort, and, using his hrisal and scabbard as a physical example, began the intricate decorative work of tying his blade down for peace. It was an exquisite process, to be sure, one Sorak appreciated not only for the aesthetic result, but for the ritual behind the practice. Garav described it as the concept of peace as "the elegant solution, requiring greater alacrity and flexibility. And, yet, that elegance is stronger than an Andorian's will to wage war."

Yes, anyone could learn how to tie down a hrisal for peace, but only an Andorian who believes in the elegance of peace would craft a knot so beautifully. Nothing in the tie was done hastily. Nothing in the tie was done sloppily. Sorak holds little doubt that this is Thadis' work.

OOC: Cole's question could be asked as Tobin's free Studious Obtain Information question. The tricorder scan (combined with the information on the wounds that T'Kiri has immediate access to) would have shed some light on it. Nolmir, if you're okay with that?

Current
Momentum 3
Threat 10

OOC: Yes, that sounds good to me Davy!

As it's becoming clear to Cole that the weapon couldn't have been accessed by anyone other than Thadis since the ship's arrival over Vulcan, he wonders aloud if they're able to confirm or rule out the hrisal as the murder weapon. Tobin responds affirmatively and, comparing his scans of the weapon with available forensic data T'Kiri provides for each of the first five victims' wounds (data isn't available for the two bodies discovered today), he can reasonably state that there's only a 38 percent chance that a traditional hrisal like Thadis' caused any single one of them, and only a six percent chance that it caused all of them. Whatever killed these Vulcans was similar to an Andorian sword, but likely denser and probably slightly broader.

Treyva leaned back against a lab table and crossed his arms across his chest. "Not enough to exonerate Thadis," he said flatly. "We know that's not the murder weapon, but the only thing I see that telling us is that the lieutenant isn't stupid."

"But, it is a result," T'Kiri adds. "One that allows us to close an avenue of inquiry."

OOC: Anything else you want to check out while you're aboard the ship?

Just a note that this is, technically, the same "day" as the end of each of your vignettes. This means Tobin has had a long day (since he went from an evening event to midday when he returned to meet the others).

Other avenues of inquiry, actions that can be taken (in no particular order):
1. Tobin promised to contact T'Vaana-Sath on Thadis' behalf. (He also promised to contact T'Kalla tomorrow.)
2. Asha will hold Treyva to dinner tonight. ;)
3. Investigate Thadis' whereabouts for each of the murders. You folks know that he was sighted in the vicinity of five: One at the GolanKorsta mine, two at the eremology research station, and two in Ta'Vistar's shopping district.
4. Interview others known to be in proximity to the where the bodies were found.
5. Investigate ties between the now-seven victims.
6. Investigate the scenes of the crime/bodies.
7. Any other avenues of inquiry you folks would like to pursue.

You folks can split up to perform these tasks, as well, and we can run the scenes concurrently.

On a side note: Since Thadis is central to the plot, he will not count against your Crew Support limit until he is exonerated and performs a task in a scene after.

He nodded. "That's true," he said. Turning to face the investigator, he asked, "T'Kiri, do we know any commonalities that the victims shared? Hobbies, acquaintances, that sort of thing?"

OOC: Ha, yeah Tobin's going to be dog tired before this is all over.  ;D

After contacting T'Vaana-Sath, Tobin will want to check out the physical evidence (crime scenes/bodies).

"Some investigation along that line has occurred, but, once your Mr. Thadis became the primary target, motive became less important than tying him physically to the earlier murders," she admits. "We will likely be breaking new ground in that respect."

Looking through her notes, she adds, "On the surface, they appear rather diverse. A priest of tuSurak, an economics official with the Federation mission, a geostatistician with the Vulcan Science Academy, a VDF shuttle pilot, a research eremologist, a juvenile academy administrator, and a retired V'Kor investigator. There has been little in the way of a concerted attempt to corollate their profiles and find potential connections."

"Interesting choice of words," he said. "To call him a target rather than a suspect. Why are certain elements of the V'Kor so eager to make Thadis the scapegoat for these murders? Such a rush to judgment doesn't seem logical to me."

"As much as we deceive ourselves otherwise, Captain, Vulcans are fallible in both logic and judgment," T'Kiri responds with a slight smile. The smile fades as she continues, "The extremity of violence in the murders leads them to believe there is no possibility that a Vulcan could conceive of, let alone perpetrate, such acts. That they eschew to investigate motive in these murders, even as 'the whole cloth' of the circumstantial evidence against Mr. Thadis warrants our interest in his proximity to several scenes, is equally illogical and serves to delay identifying and apprehending the killer and protecting potential future victims.

"Therefore, I have concluded that Mr. Thadis is, indeed, a target, and not a mere suspect or 'person of interest.'"

Sorak listens to his wife's words and nods in agreement. Then,  a thought occurs to him.

"Are any of the victims associated in any way with the Sas-A-Shar Institute?"

T'Kiri raises an eyebrow at her mate. "Yes. Verrin, a research eremologist at one of their remote stations. His body was discovered this morning, having been laid over the body of Subaltern T'Syra, the shuttle pilot who conveyed Thadis to the station on the day both she and Verrin were last seen alive."

The engineer raises an eyebrow. "Intriguing. At dinner, Storvant was describing an issue he was investigsting at the Institute. Specifically anomalous emissions from one of their research stations. The emissions were artificially created. He and his team couldn't think of why someone would do such a thing." He looked to Treyva as he spoke. "I wonder if that research station is the one Verrin was assigned to, and how these two events might be connected."

"It could be a coincidence," the captain replied, "but I very much doubt it. What sort of anomalies were they encountering?"

Quote from: Doug Burke on November 10, 2022, 09:05:53 PM
The engineer raises an eyebrow. "Intriguing. At dinner, Storvant was describing an issue he was investigsting at the Institute. Specifically anomalous emissions from one of their research stations. The emissions were artificially created. He and his team couldn't think of why someone would do such a thing." He looked to Treyva as he spoke. "I wonder if that research station is the one Verrin was assigned to, and how these two events might be connected."

OOC: NIce!!!

"Someone had placed an ionizer on one of the sensors to cause a false indicating of a leak," Sorak explained. "And in my experience, Captain, coincidences usually have a logical explanation."

"I agree, sir," Cole nodded, " There would seem to be grounds here for further investigation."

"There will be a record of that call, and Storvant will have made a report of his findings," T'Kiri notes. "I can have one of my officers retrieve them after they get the collapse information from the GolanKorsta mine."

"Thank you, T'Kiri," Treyva said. "Those should be helpful. Which brings us back to motive, and possible connections to each other. You said that some cursory investigation had taken place, but had been interrupted when the focus shifted to Thadis. I take it the initial inquiries led to nothing? How would we best go about reopening those?"

Looking at her datapad for a moment, she scans the relevant info.

"It appears only basic public profiles have been gathered and correlated, and only on the first five decedents. No in depth analysis has been performed," she says. "We have access to their public records and movements, and I can also probably gain access to their V'Shar records through Principal Investigator N'Varas."

Editor's Note: V'Shar is the internal security service, which has been limited to a small staff that focuses primarily on monitoring communications and messaging through the world's network. (It also has a very small investigative team.)

Treyva contemplated that for a few moments. "We should do that, then. Gather as much data as we can on each victim from a reasonable time before the Drake's arrival to the present, to include any data we can obtain from the V'Shar, and then work on correlating that data and seeing what we can find." He turned to his chief of security. "How long before we got here do you think we should look, Mr. Cole?"

Cole considered this for a moment before answering.

"I would suggest starting a week before our arrival in the shipyards. That's the earliest our yard time would have been known to anyone outside of Fleet Command and if Mr Thadis has been targeted specifically to take the fall for this, plans couldn't be made before then. That's my best guess for now at least sir."

OOC: Refresh my memory, because writing on multiple projects has reduced my brain to warm Jell-O: When did the murders start? What's the timeline of all this?

OOC: The first body of the seven was discovered 9 days ago, on SD 8864; forensic examination believes that victim (the priest Karatek) was murdered earlier the same day. It's currently SD 8873.

Treyva nodded. "That takes us back about a month...should be a good starting point, at least, to establish connections between the victims."

Shaking his head, he crossed the lab to one of the storage cabinets and retrieved a datapad of his own. He hadn't been taking proper notes; years in the captain's chair had apparently made him sloppy. He began tapping on it as he spoke. "Tobin, Cole...when was the last time either of you slept?"

OOC: Cole is probably 2-3 hours behind Tobin in his day, although being out in the wilderness may have necessitated a midday rest period to stay out of the sun, so he may have a little more left in his tank. I'll leave that up to Renny. :)

That said, it's about the equivalent of 11pm-midnight for Tobin, and about 9-10pm for Cole.

OOC: Updating my notes from earlier for everyone's benefit.

Avenues of inquiry (in no particular order):
1. Investigate Thadis' whereabouts for each of the murders. You folks know that he was sighted in the vicinity of five - one at the GolanKorsta mine, two at the eremology research station, and two in Ta'Vistar's shopping district. He has not yet been found proximal to the first two murders.
2. Interview others known to be in proximity to the where the bodies were found. T'Kiri can access reports and personal data on these potential witnesses.
3. Investigate ties between the now-seven victims. You folks plan to look back about a month.
4. Investigate the scenes of the crime and/or autopsy results.
5. The uniformed officers are retrieving information about the collapse over the body found in the GolanKorsta mine, whether it was natural, the result of activity elsewhere, or caused by proximal activity.
6. The uniformed officers are also retrieving the complaint about the research station and Storvant's report on his findings.

You folks can split up to perform these tasks, as well, and we can run the scenes concurrently.

Other upcoming events/requirements:
1. Tobin promised to contact T'Vaana-Sath on Thadis' behalf. (He also promised to contact T'Kalla tomorrow.)
2. Asha will hold Treyva to dinner tonight.

You gents are welcome to continue in the current lab scene or we can wrap up.

"Ah, I started my day about 20 hours ago, sir." He unconsciously shifts into a more formal body position, with his hands clasped behind his back and feet at shoulder width. "But I would like to continue working on this investigation, sir. As one of my officers, I feel it is my duty to ensure justice is carried out for Thadis."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on November 28, 2022, 05:48:44 PM
OOC: Cole is probably 2-3 hours behind Tobin in his day, although being out in the wilderness may have necessitated a midday rest period to stay out of the sun, so he may have a little more left in his tank. I'll leave that up to Renny. :)

That said, it's about the equivalent of 11pm-midnight for Tobin, and about 9-10pm for Cole.

OOC: Yeah that sounds good for Cole. Happy to go with that.

Feeling Treyva's questioning gaze, Cole slipped into a matching at ease pose without being aware of it.

"I'm good to carry on for now, sir. I spent a lot of time keeping out of the heat so i'm feeling pretty rested. I'd like to keep momentum on this."

Treyva looked from one man to the other. "All right, but neither of you are going to do Thadis much good if you're exhausted. Tobin, contact your solicitor and make the necessary arrangements for them to represent Thadis. Cole, put together the search parameters for the background checks. When T'Kiri's officers arrive with the data, I want that search ready to go." He paused, then turned to his XO. "Sorak, see what you can find out about that ionizer at the research station, and try to determine if our victim from that station had any connection to the device or its investigation."

"Aye sir, " Cole responded, straightening slightly under his Captain's gaze.

Sorak nods, "Yes, sir." He turns to his wife, "Would it be permissible for me to contact Storvant in addition to your request for his report?"

OOC: What is local time for Ta'Vistar at this point?

OOC: Let's say that Ta'Vistar is about an hour ahead of ShiKahr, and, thus, the ship; so, it's about 3-4pm Ta'Vistar time.

So, that means Tobin's district is ship+9hrs, Cole's desert is ship+7hrs, and Ta'Vistar is ship+1hr.

Tobin nods

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on December 02, 2022, 09:26:10 PM
Treyva looked from one man to the other. "All right, but neither of you are going to do Thadis much good if you're exhausted. Tobin, contact your solicitor and make the necessary arrangements for them to represent Thadis."

"Thank you, sir. I'll contact T'Vaana Sath immediately," Tobin replies. "With your permission, I'd also like to review the forensic evidence that has been collected by the Vulcan security services. Perhaps there is a pattern that can be discerned absent a rush to judgment concerning Thadis' guilt."

OOC: Just a reminder for Tobin that it's some point after 11pm in the region of the performance he was attending. The performance should have ended about an hour ago, so there might be a chance T'Vaana-Sath is still awake.

Tobin's forensic review will involve two tasks. The first will be a review of physical evidence, using Reason + Security vs. Difficulty 2; the second will be a review of the autopsies, using Reason + Medicine vs. Difficulty 2. (The higher difficulty is because you're trying to find something the VDF may have missed.) You may substitute Science for one or both tasks, but at Difficulty 3 instead.

Cole's compilation of search parameters will be a Reason + Conn task vs. Difficulty 2. You may substitute Security for Conn, but at Difficulty 3, instead.

Sorak's research of the ionizer will be a Reason + Engineering task vs. Difficulty 1. Determining the victim's connection to the device and research station will be a Reason + Conn task vs. Difficulty 0. (I couldn't justify making these more difficult, but, at least, the "easy A" will hopefully give you folks back some of the Momentum I expect you're about to spend. ;) )

Speaking of...

Current
Momentum 3
Threat 10

Quote from: Doug Burke on December 09, 2022, 08:23:44 PMSorak nods, "Yes, sir." He turns to his wife, "Would it be permissible for me to contact Storvant in addition to your request for his report?"

T'Kiri nods her assent.

The officers turn to their individual tasks. Officer Ayhan departs for the GolanKorsta mine, while Officer T'Ara gathers the info about the desert research station incident to bring to Sorak. T'Kiri arranges Tobin's access to all forensic and autopsy data.

While waiting for the information gathered by T'Ara, Sorak arranged to contact Storvant from his office. Following the usual pleasantries with Storvant's receptionist,  he prepared to wait on hold for his brother-in-law's connection.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on December 14, 2022, 12:41:34 AM
OOC:

Cole's compilation of search parameters will be a Reason + Conn task vs. Difficulty 2. You may substitute Security for Conn, but at Difficulty 3, instead.

OOC: Working up search parameters - Reason (8) + Conn (3) vs. Difficulty 2. I'll go with the lower Difficulty I think as I don't have any Focuses to assist.

OOC: That's one success only. So, I guess it will take a while longer to work up a plan as this first attempt hasn't succeeded.

OOC: Yes, 1 Success vs. Difficulty 2. Failure; however, I'm allowing Success at Cost for these tasks.

For Cole's Success at Cost, the crew will suffer the Complication "Limited Personal Data." This will primarily be imposed when trying to analyze background information on the victims. It represents the fact that, because the VDF focused early on Thadis as the suspect, they stopped their warrant process on victim background and public records (which, on Vulcan, is usually extensive). This will have to be overcome through specific tasks later (likely negotiating directly with N'Varas or Spalan), unless you burn Momentum (or add Threat).

Current
Momentum 3
Threat 10
Limited Personal Data Complication (when analyzing victim background information & public records)

To say what the Vulcans had collected on the victims' background was thin is entirely understated. It's paltry. Almost pathetic, even. Just basic biometry, some itineraries, a couple public behavioral records. Nothing comprehensive, to be sure. Cole's search parameters are deeper and more thorough than any of the data they'll be drawing from.

I was going to wait until after the conversation with Storvant to make my rolls, but changed my mind in the interest of speeding play. :)

Ionizer Research: Reason + Engineering (11 + 5 = 16 total), Difficulty 1



Victim Connection: Reason + Conn (11 + 2 = 13 total), Difficulty 0

Looks like 1 success on the first Task and 2 on the second. Not bad...

OOC: Doug, if you wish, we can put your rolls in the back pocket and roleplay out Sorak's conversation with Storvant.

Nolmir, feel free to roll your tasks now.

 I'm totally okay with roleplaying that out.

OOC: Sorry guys. Had a busy week (and weekend). Tobin will attempt to contact T'Vaana Sath and leave a message if she doesn't answer.

For the forensic and autopsy reviews, I'll spend a Momentum for each task to obtain a bonus d20.

Forensic review: Reason + Security (11+1) vs. Difficulty 2


Autopsy review: Reason + Medicine (11+2) vs. Difficulty 2

OOC: No worries. :)

Forensic review, 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated!
Autopsy review, 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success!

Do you wish to spend that Momentum on anything?

Current
Momentum 1 (1 pending, Tobin)
Threat 10
Limited Personal Data Complication (when analyzing victim background information & public records)

T'Vaana-Sath is still awake when Tobin calls, and she gets Thadis' pertinent information before stating she will travel to the detention facility in the morning.

The science officer spends the next several hours reviewing forensic and autopsy data. First, there is a distinct lack of evidence of any attacker at any of the crime scenes, not for any lack of thoroughness on the part of the VDF, but whoever the perpetrator is, they are downright tidy. Second, the attack on T'Kiri's brother includes the discovery of microscopic particulate of some kind of metal alloy. Tobin isn't initially familiar with the composition.

The wounds themselves were all definitely made with the same weapon, or, at least, the same kind of weapon. The more recent bodies confirm his earlier conclusion that the weapon is straighter and slightly heavier than an Andorian hrisal, and the force calculations from the wounds show that the wielder is likely bigger and stronger than Thadis (and, to be honest, most Andorians), based on the astronomer's most recent physical evaluations.

OOC: Hopefully, there's some room for a couple Obtain Information questions, if you desire.

OOC: Would it be possible to use Obtain Information to cross-reference the unknown alloy with the ship's database? For Tobin's bonus question from Studious, I'd like to know the same for the weapon, to see if there's anything in the database that would match the assessed physical characteristics of the murder weapon.

OOC: Acknowledging spending of 1 Momentum on Obtain Information.

Tobin delves into the ship's archives and links to the greater library at the Starfleet station. His specimen doesn't seem to have an exact or even a close match in the many metallurgical databases, but one paper suggests there were alloys on ancient Vulcan that could be similar to his sample. Vulcan historical databases may shed more light.

His search also reveals that the murder weapon's characteristics lean toward the "hunting sword," a short, straight, dual-edged weapon historically popular on many worlds for finishing off prey (to save the time and cost of shooting the animal again). The length of these blades varied, but were usually no longer than 75cm, just beyond the upper edge of the length of the murder weapon itself.

Tobin finds an article discussing the "hunting blades" of various cultures, and it reports on the Andorian tlirra (a 40cm-long "finishing" dagger), the Terran hunting blade of the 17th-19th Centuries, and the Trill aptri'nena (a 70cm-long straight blade that was used in their ancient code duello, but later evolved into a sport hunting weapon). The article also makes a brief mention of an ancient master swordsmith on Vulcan named S'harien, whom is said to have produced a few hunting blades among his masterpieces (which have been lost to history).

At this point, Tobin is pretty beat.

Sorak
Meanwhile, the engineer contacts his brother-in-law.

"Sorak," Storvant says by way of greeting. "I was expecting your call. You are following up on your inquiry about the emitter device I discovered?"

Sorak nods, "I am indeed, Storvant. I wished to obtain a summary of your findings, as well as determine if you had any observations or insights beyond those I will find in the final report." The engineer pauses, "Your experience would be of great assistance in our current investigation."

"Of course," Storvant replies. "Our initial findings were confirmed, that the ionizer emitter placed in proximity to the sensor was the source of the anomalous readings, and that the station remains in compliance with emissions standards.

"My technicians discovered that the emitter was, curiously, of Starfleet origin," he continues as Sorak's tablet buzzes to announce that it has received an attachment, in the form of Storvant's official report. "It's an older device, manufactured in 2256, and Starfleet's last inventory record of it was at Eridani Shipyards in 2279. There is no record of retirement or disposal for the device, but my contacts at the shipyard state that small 'consumables' such as this are rarely, if ever, tracked to disposal."

As Sorak peruses the report document, which provides no real insight beyond his brother-in-law's summary, Storvant adds, "My original liaison at the station was Verrin. On the second day of my investigation, I was told Verrin was not on site and was directed to a senior technician named Parrie-Ang, and it was to her I delivered my final report. I understand now that Verrin is one of your investigation's victims, and he was likely murdered that day."

"These crimes touch us all, it seems," Sorak says, skimming over the report. "Thank you for your input, Storvant, it has proven quite concise and likely useful. I will contact you again if there is anything else I can share. Sorak out."

As he closes the connection, Sorak starts reading the report more in depth, at a speed most non-Vulcans would find astonishing. Among his people, the skill is taught to the youngest students as part of their elementary education.

Once this task was finished, he left his office in search of the Captain.

QuoteTobin delves into the ship's archives and links to the greater library at the Starfleet station. His specimen doesn't seem to have an exact or even a close match in the many metallurgical databases, but one paper suggests there were alloys on ancient Vulcan that could be similar to his sample. Vulcan historical databases may shed more light.

His search also reveals that the murder weapon's characteristics lean toward the "hunting sword," a short, straight, dual-edged weapon historically popular on many worlds for finishing off prey (to save the time and cost of shooting the animal again). The length of these blades varied, but were usually no longer than 75cm, just beyond the upper edge of the length of the murder weapon itself.

Tobin finds an article discussing the "hunting blades" of various cultures, and it reports on the Andorian tlirra (a 40cm-long "finishing" dagger), the Terran hunting blade of the 17th-19th Centuries, and the Trill aptri'nena (a 70cm-long straight blade that was used in their ancient code duello, but later evolved into a sport hunting weapon). The article also makes a brief mention of an ancient master swordsmith on Vulcan named S'harien, whom is said to have produced a few hunting blades among his masterpieces (which have been lost to history).

At this point, Tobin is pretty beat.

Tobin leans back in his chair and presses his fingers against his eyelids before opening them to refocus on his terminal screen.

Could the murder weapon be of ancient Vulcan origin? But why would someone want to go around murdering people with an antique blade? he thinks to himself. And why did they seem to be setting up Thadis as a suspect? Many Andorians still bear resentment toward Vulcans -- could there be a fringe group on Vulcan that bears ill will toward Andorians?

The science officer reluctantly stops himself as he's about to begin a new search for information on such groups. Instead, he makes a note to look into it later. You won't be much use to Thadis if you're not thinking straight from exhaustion.

Scowling, Tobin gets up from his chair and crosses his quarters to his bed, setting an alarm for 5 hours later as he changes out of his uniform and crawls under the sheets, his head falling back exhausted against his pillow. So many questions, so little time.

Quote from: Doug Burke on December 24, 2022, 08:47:58 PMOnce this task was finished, he left his office in search of the Captain.

Meanwhile, Treyva is in the office section of his quarters when his commpanel beeps. He taps a button and Asha appears on his desktop screen. Her bright smile fades to concern when she sees him.

"You look like the case isn't going well for your Mr. Thadis, love. Is everything okay? Do we need to postpone dinner?" she asks.

Treyva rubbed his temples, then leaned back and smiled ruefully. "No, it's not, and no, we shouldn't," he replied. "I very much need the distraction right now, and perhaps a sounding board as well." He stood and pulled on his uniform jacket. "If you're ready, I can have you beamed right up."

"Give me...five minutes, and I'll be ready," Asha says.

As Treyva heads to the transporter room, Sorak catches up to him at an intersection.

OOC: Okay, gents, take it away!

The two men fell into step as they made their way down the corridor. "Good evening, Sorak," he said. "How goes your investigation into that ionizer at the eremology station?"

"Quite well, Captain," Sorak replies. "Storvant was able to determine that the ionizer was the cause of the readings and that it was, curiously, of Starfleet manufacture and last reported in inventory at Eridani shipyards in 2279. Admittedly, such consumables are not tracked as comprehensively as we may have wished in this instance." He pauses, as if parsing information. "However, one thing Storvant mentioned that concerns me is that one of the previous victims of our killer was his liaison at that station. He had to be replaced during Storvant's investigation. I believe this is more than a coincidence. Perhaps the ionizer was a lure for one of the victims?"

Treyva looked at him quizzically as they approached the transporter room. "I agree; that can't be coincidental." He shook his head. Stopping just outside the door, he said, "Asha is about to beam up for dinner; since I'm having trouble focusing on anything else, I was going to discuss some aspects of the case with her, see if she had any ideas. Would you and T'Kiri care to join us?"

Quote"Asha is about to beam up for dinner; since I'm having trouble focusing on anything else, I was going to discuss some aspects of the case with her, see if she had any ideas. Would you and T'Kiri care to join us?"

Sorak nods, "Indeed, that seems a most logical course of action, sir."

Treyva smiled. "As long as our spouses agree, then, we should be fine." He turned and entered the transporter room, Sorak immediately behind him. He approached the console and handed Chief Ma a data cartridge with Asha'a coordinates on it. Turning to face the platform, he said, "Whenever you're ready, Chief...energize."

The familiar whine of the transporter effect fills the compartment and Asha's shapely form materializes on the pad. A bright smile on her face, she's about to greet Treyva when she spies Sorak next to him.

"Don't tell me my husband pulled you off your leave for this terrible business, Mr. Sorak," she says, giving the Vulcan a sympathetic look.

"More accurately, I voluntarily returned from leave, as my own wife is serving as a liaison between the Drake and the Vulcan investigation," Sorak replies, "So the Captain did not need to 'impose,' as it were."

Asha's expression is slightly dubious, but she accepts the explanation and steps down from the pad, brushing the back of her hand against her husband's as she stands next to him...

A half-hour later, the quartet of Asha, Treyva, Sorak, and T'Kiri sit in the captain's dining room, enjoying a combined dinner of Denobulan and Vulcan cuisine. The women start getting to know each other first through describing their parents' "signature" dishes, then invariably moving on to their children.

"I admit I carry pride for Sonek and his achievements in his young career," T'Kiri states. "There was some controversy at his secondary school when he chose to apply to Starfleet Academy instead of the Vulcan Science Academy, but he has proven more than once to be his father's son, and his choice has been revealed to be a wise one.

"Oh, wouldn't that be nice," Asha quipped over a bite of greens, causing her counterpart to raise an inquisitive eyebrow. "Sorry. I don't know if it's the discipline that seems to be inherent to your Vulcan culture that gives your children such certainty, but I'm having a heck of a time trying to get any of my kids to pick a path."

Turning to Treyva, she continues, "You don't know this yet, but Bogga and Dara have both waffled so much over choosing a field to focus on at uni, this week their counselors put them both into Open Study.* My kids, in open study. What's this galaxy coming to? And do you realize that Anari has flip-flopped between three instruments this year? I don't know what gene in my pool did this, but I'm going to give mother a talking to when I get back home."


* Think of Open Study as a student "taking classes without a major in mind."

OOC: I have an Associates of Science degree in General Studies. I can relate.

Treyva leaned back and shrugged. "I have no room to talk," he said, "considering my own career path before entering Starfleet Academy." He looked at his wife. "Is Selanna still pursuing culinary school? She seemed pretty locked-in on that in your last couple of letters."

Quote"I admit I carry pride for Sonek and his achievements in his young career," T'Kiri states. "There was some controversy at his secondary school when he chose to apply to Starfleet Academy instead of the Vulcan Science Academy, but he has proven more than once to be his father's son, and his choice has been revealed to be a wise one.

"Of course," Sorak interjects, "The true irony is that, unlike Sonak, I attended both schools. It took two attempts to find my true path."

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on January 12, 2023, 06:33:14 PMTreyva leaned back and shrugged. "I have no room to talk," he said, "considering my own career path before entering Starfleet Academy." He looked at his wife. "Is Selanna still pursuing culinary school? She seemed pretty locked-in on that in your last couple of letters."

Asha sighs. "Oh, she's back on it, but not before deciding she wanted to be a wildlife preserve caretaker for three months, then thinking following Miral into Starfleet would be an incredible life. She was devastated when I told her Starfleet culinary specialists don't go to the Academy, and rarely become officers."

"Well, as my husband says, even we Vulcans can be vulnerable to the directionless-ness of youth," T'Kiri notes with a slight upturn of the corner of her mouth. "It may not seem so svi' wuh svitan t'vel - I believe the closest approximation in Standard is 'in the middle of things' - but, I can assure you, children do eventually find their way, and all will be well."

"I hope so," Asha says. She shakes her head and adds, "I'm sorry I turned this into a therapy session. We're supposed to be enjoying a double date."

"It is no burden on our part; however, it is an honor that you trust us so with your dilemmas," the V'Kor investigator counters.

"Well, you and your husband make it easy to trust," the geologist responds. "Now, since I pulled us all into this, let me get us all out of it and tell you about this interesting concept I heard about at my conference."

She proceeds to describe the morning session on the RAMSYNTH* presentation, and the next half-hour revolves around the implications of replicator technology on society, especially if it could be adapted for personal use.

* Editor's Note: It's the acronym the engineers were using for their 'raw material synthesis & replication manufacturing' (aka early stages of replicator technology) process.

OOC: Okay, feel free to turn the discussion toward the mission when you're ready, gents. :)

Treyva leaned back and steepled his fingers. "Whatever you do when you go home, do not tell Selanna about this. That sort of technology could render chefs obsolete, and the last thing you need is her changing her mind again." He paused, and then said, "You minored in statistical analysis, did you not, beloved? I ask because we have a couple of interesting puzzles I was hoping you could help us with." He turned to T'Kiri and added, "If that's permissible, that is."

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on January 21, 2023, 12:02:49 PMTreyva leaned back and steepled his fingers. "Whatever you do when you go home, do not tell Selanna about this. That sort of technology could render chefs obsolete, and the last thing you need is her changing her mind again."

"Like any synthesizer could capture with any finesse the complex flavors of Senishyn coulcoun," Asha quips.

QuoteHe paused, and then said, "You minored in statistical analysis, did you not, beloved? I ask because we have a couple of interesting puzzles I was hoping you could help us with." He turned to T'Kiri and added, "If that's permissible, that is."

"Your investigation," T'Kiri reminds the captain with a slight nod.

Asha adds, "I'd be happy to, my love. What do you need pieced together?"

OOC: Coulcoun is a Denobulan haute cuisine I just made up. In my head, I see it being pronounced in an archaic tongue as "KOOL-koon," but modern pronunciation shifts render it "kuh-kOON." More than a couple regions are known for variations of the dish, so I made up Senishyn as a translation of the demonym for one of them.

"Not unlike the opening position in kal-toh," Sorak explains, "We have an abundance of t'an and no specific idea of the final outcome. We have several murders committed by person or persons unknown, with little, if any, details that would link the victims, a suspect held on the most circumstantial of evidence who protests his innocence, and evidence which implies a well-planned and executed, if the expression could be forgiven, plot. But we have no indication yet of motive or alternative suspects."

He turned to his wife, "I have spoken to Storvant as we discussed. The ionizer was of Starfleet manufacture, but the trail of its provenance is lost after being entered into the inventory at the Eridani Shipyard. Also, the initial contact for Storvant's investigation was apparently murdered by our killer while the investigation was ongoing."

Quote
"Not unlike the opening position in kal-toh," Sorak explains, "We have an abundance of t'an and no specific idea of the final outcome. We have several murders committed by person or persons unknown, with little, if any, details that would link the victims, a suspect held on the most circumstantial of evidence who protests his innocence, and evidence which implies a well-planned and executed, if the expression could be forgiven, plot. But we have no indication yet of motive or alternative suspects."

"So, we need to find a connection between the victims to see if there's a common reason they were, uh, chosen?" Asha clarified.

T'Kiri nodded. "The only links we have so far is the physical proximity of two pairs of victims, and only in one of those pairs were the murders also temporally proximal."

QuoteHe turned to his wife, "I have spoken to Storvant as we discussed. The ionizer was of Starfleet manufacture, but the trail of its provenance is lost after being entered into the inventory at the Eridani Shipyard. Also, the initial contact for Storvant's investigation was apparently murdered by our killer while the investigation was ongoing."

The investigator nods twice at the news. Her expression is neutral, but Sorak knows his wife well enough to understand that she's unsettled by the idea of murders having more than one degree of connection to their family.

Sensing the discomfort on the other side of the table, Asha steers the conversation back to the main subject by announcing, "I have access to a couple different analysis tools that I can adapt to help out. It may take me a bit to link to the databases we need, but it should speed up the process more than a little."

OOC: Okay, we'll create a gated challenge.

The first gate will use Asha's Reason + Engineering (11/3) vs. Difficulty 3 to build the database to perform correlation. Any Main Character may assist also with Reason + Engineering, and the ship will also assist with a Computers + Engineering task (since she's performing the work on the ship's computer). Asha's Statistics focus will apply. This will include a Success at Cost (Not Enough Correlation Complication, which will apply to the second gate task).

The second and final gate will use Asha's Insight + Science (10/4) vs. Difficulty 2, increased to Difficulty 3 (Limited Personal Data Complication), to perform the analysis. Again, any Main Character may assist with Insight + Science, and the ship will assist with Computers + Science. Again, Asha's Statistics focus will apply.

Patrick, please roll Asha's tasks. Nolmir, please roll the ship's assist. Main Characters roll their own assists.

Note that you can still cancel Limited Personal Data with a Threat purchase.

Technically, this work takes place in the morning (and will consume most of it). Once the tasks are attempted, I'll put together a narrative that will include Tobin reporting his findings to the rest of the crew, and will include information that T'Kiri's officers were gathering.

Current
Momentum 1
Threat 10
Limited Personal Data Complication (when analyzing victim background information & public records)

Oh, on a side note, I've included all characters introduced in the story in the Standing & Current Episodes Directives thread. This will always include all player-introduced characters (for purposes of counting Crew Support), all Ally Characters (who don't count against crew support, and who spend Threat instead of Momentum), and all RP-only (to date) characters (i.e., those who aren't (yet) involved in performing tasks on behalf of the Main Characters.

Sorak's Assist on Gate One"

Reason (11) + Engineering (5) = 16, Computers Focus

Asha, Gate 1 Task. Reason + Engineering (11/3), D3. Statistics Focus applies (crit success rang 1-3).


Dunno how much help Treyva will be, so it's fortunate that there's an engineer handy

Treyva, Gate 1 Assist. Reason + Engneering (10/1). No applicable Focus.

Let's see how this works out.

Wow. My wife's good....

OOC: Ship's assist: Computers 7 + Engineering 3

OOC: Looks like we have enough successes already, but we could use more Momentum, so I'll roll an assist for Tobin too.

Reason 11 + Engineering 3

Looks like that brings up to 6 successes total for that Task. I agree with something Patrick said. We should use 2 Momentum to counter the Limited Personal Data complication.

OOC: First gate results.

Asha achieved 2 Successes. Treyva achieved 1. Sorak achieved 2. Tobin achieved 1. The ship was no help. A total of 6 Successes vs. Difficulty 3. Success, plus 3 Momentum generated.

Do you folks wish to spend any of that Momentum before the attempting the second gate task? Acknowledging spending 2 Momentum to remove the Limited Data Complication, and banking the third.

Onto the second gate. Asha's Insight + Science (10/4) vs. Difficulty 2, increased to Difficulty 3 (Limited Personal Data Complication), to perform the analysis. Again, any Main Character may assist with Insight + Science, and the ship will assist with Computers + Science. Again, Asha's Statistics focus will apply. Because the ship is assisting with Computers again, Sorak's Computers focus will again apply.

Current
Momentum 2
Threat 10
Limited Personal Data Complication (when analyzing victim background information & public records)

Can we use 2 Momentum to buy off Limited Personal Data? Drop it to D2 that way?

OOC: Absolutely. And within the narrative, it will be explained by the task force finally getting access to various public records they need to more accurately search for connections between the victims.

Then let's do that and bank the 3rd. I'll get the rolls up for the second gate shortly.

Asha Gated Task part 2. Insight + Science (10/4), D2. Statistics Focus applies.


Treyva assist, Insight + Science (9/5)


Let's see how this one works out.

Sorak Assist:
Insight (8) + Science (4) = 12 total, with Computers focus



:fingers crossed:

Ship's assist: Computers 7 + Science 2


Tobin's assist: Insight 9 + Science 5

Gah, accidentally rolled 2d20 for the ship. Oh well, I think we've got enough successes even just counting the 15.

OOC: Second gate. Asha achieves 2 successes. Treyva achieves 1. Sorak achieves 1. Tobin achieves 1, and the ship provides no help. Total of 5 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 3 Momentum generated!

Gated Challenge Narrative
Asha, Treyva, Sorak, and Tobin gather in the computer lab, where she installs her database analysis and the quartet spends the next couple of hours building the search functions, based on the parameters set by Lt. Cole. The work progresses smoothly.

They pause twice, first when Ayhan comes aboard with the GolanKorsta collapse report, and again when T'Ara arrives with the initial complaint for the Sas-a-Shar eremology station and updates from the V'kor investigation.

The research team's investigation found that the mine section collapse was likely "natural," in that there was no evidence of deliberate disruption of the structure. Based on the pattern of the collapse, the researchers believe activity in the chamber itself may have led to the rockfall. Ayhan adds that logic would dictate the violence of the attack could have been responsible for triggering it.

The eremology station complainant stated he was conducting a scan of the area for his own personal research* when he discovered the anomalous reading. He "felt obliged" to report the anomaly "immediately," to ensure a quick resolution. T'Ara states voice analysis could not determine the complainant's identity, although it did determine his accent places him as a native or long-time resident of V'tel Ak'tur Province.

It takes a few hours for the program to finish its work, and it comes back with only one data point that matches more than two individuals. The priest Karatek, the economist T'Loris, and the eremologist Verrin all had in their itineraries a return trip from a conference called "Logic in Science, Administration, and Service: Surakian Values in a Professional Life." The return dates for each were either the day of or the day after the Drake's arrival over Vulcan.

* On a world where scarcity is, for all intents and purposes, wiped out, many Vulcans pursue hobbies that would almost resemble what we could today call a "second job."
- Davy

OOC: Based on the above information, do you want to spend any Momentum?

Current
Momentum 2 (3 pending, Asha)
Threat 10

Do we want to spend some Momentum, guys? I can think of one question off the top of my head, but before I go flapping my gums....

 Go ahead, Patrick. If i think of anything, I'll pitch it in.

OOC: If you have a question, go ahead. Happy to roll with that.

OOC: Go for it, Patrick. I have nothing currently.

Bank 2. Spending 1 on Obtain Information. Could that rockfall, if caused by the violent attack, possibly injure the killer?

OOC: Acknowledging spend and bank.

Current
Momentum 4
Threat 10

If the rockfall occurred during or just after the attack, it's certainly possible. The collapse covered several square meters of the chamber. The more time between the attack and the fall, the less the chance. There is no evidence of any blood found at the scene other than the victim's.

Asha notes the conference data point. "These are return dates, indicating the conference itself took place prior to our search period."

Treyva smiled. "I knew that really big brain of yours would come in handy." He looked over to T'Kiri. "Could you please have someone obtain the attendance and registration records for that conference? We can compare that to our list of victims, see if anybody else turns up." He leaned back in his seat. "We should have someone check local clinics, see if anybody presented with unusual bruising or other injuries that might have been inflicted in that rockfall. If the murders themselves did cause it, there's a chance our killer got hurt, however slim that chance might be."

T'Kiri nods. "I will instruct Ayhan and T'Ara to contact local medical facilities and practices near the mine and later murder scenes, in case the perpetrator sought treatment closer to another site," she says. "I will obtain a warrant for the attendee and staff list for the Logic in Science conference."

OOC: Is there anything else you folks want to check/do/discuss in this scene?

Nolmir, does Tobin want to talk with the rest of the group about his findings from the night before? (Oh, and a friendly reminder that he promised to contact T'Kalla at some point today.)

I'm done, FWIW.

Tobin clears his throat. "If I may, I think this is a good time to bring the rest of you up to speed on what I found last night in my analysis of the forensic and autopsy reports, as it may have some bearing on what sort of suspect we should be looking for. I'll try to be brief in my summarization:

"The victims' wounds were all made with the same kind of the weapon, similar to an Andorian hrisal, but straighter and slightly heavier. Among other cultural weapons in our databases, I did find reference to an ancient Vulcan swordsmith said to have made similar weapons of the hunting blade style. Moreover, force calculations indicate the perpetrator would have been bigger and stronger than Lt. Thadis, or most Andorians.

"I also noticed one of the autopsies included a mention of microscopic particulate of an unfamiliar metal alloy found on one of the victims. Upon examination, the best lead I could find was in reference to an ancient Vulcan alloy that could be similar to the sample. A search of Vulcan historic databases may confirm or refute this possibility.

"It's only a hypothesis at this point, but this information does lead me to wonder if the perpetrator of these crimes may be a Vulcan with knowledge of or access to antique Vulcan weaponry. Are you aware of any fringe groups on Vulcan who still harbor ill will towards Andorians?" Tobin asks, looking toward T'Kiri and Sorak. "Perhaps ones with an anti-Surakian or revanchist bent?"

OOC: T'Kiri Insight + Security (9/4) vs. Difficulty 1.

OOC: 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 1 Threat generated.

Current
Momentum 4
Threat 11

T'Kiri tilts her head slightly as she listens to the science officer's report.

"There remain adherents to ancient practices, including a number of armed martial arts. I, myself, occasionally have accompanied to specialty ranges a colleague who owns seven archaic firearms, all of which were constructed no less than five hundred years before the time of Surak," she says. Sorak knows this colleague, T'Kiri's old precinct captain Kalrik. Each of his pieces are works of art, and his precision with them is impressive.

The investigator continues, "Such martial disciplines are not distasteful in and of themselves, as the practice for a significant minority in my profession is a way to provide balance and focus in the details of ownership of antique weapons; my colleague solved several mysteries during his career by taking time to care for and operate the items in his collection, allowing the clues he had gathered to coalesce into a broader picture in the back of his mind. Similarly, martial discipline to blades and other melee weapons exist, and form groups to learn and practice together."

She pauses, shifting to a professorial stance (something she picked up from her mate). "As for anti-Surakian sentiments, those are, by their nature, rare; however, it was only 135 years ago that the teachings of Surak were considered...deviant," she states. "Syrranites, they were called - derisively so, for their leader in the first half of the last century. Very few who harbored resentment toward the Reawakening of the late-2150s may be alive today, and those who are would be at an advanced age, less likely to be capable of carrying out such violent attacks.

"While I will not conclude absolutely that there is no sectarian element to the perpetrator's rationale, I am equally reluctant to suspect terrorism by a 'fringe' group, as you put it."

"What about the anti-Andorian angle?" Asha wonders.

T'Kiri shakes her head negatively. "I believe Lt. Thadis' involvement in this is purely coincidental. A series of improbable intersections that nevertheless occurred."

"Then perhaps there may be a motivation resulting from logic rather than animus, if a Vulcan is in fact behind these killings," Tobin replies, though his tone shows he is not entirely convinced. "In any case, I'd like to look more into this unknown metal alloy and archaic Vulcan weapons that might match the murder weapon. Access to Vulcan historic databases would, of course, be very helpful."

The V'Kor officers head off to perform their tasks. Ayhan and T'Ara canvas the medical facilities and practices near the crime scenes, while T'Kiri reports their progress to her precinct captain and arranges for both the LSAS conference attendance and registration records and Tobin's access to the ShirKahr Academy Library of History and Culture in ShiKahr.

Now, Tobin isn't a metallurgist, but he knows someone* whose affinity for that particular field of study led her to switch to the engineering track at the Academy.

* In case it isn't obvious, yes, I mean T'Kalla. -Ed.

Ayhan and T'Ara report in that there were seven reported injuries that would be consistent with blunt trauma and lacerations from falling or thrown rocks; however, they verified the details of the various accidents, and none appeared suspicious.

The LSAS conference list arrives and Treyva, Sorak, Cole, and Asha quickly discover 1,434 potential participants pre-registered for the conference, and 1,285 registrants attended (the remaining 149 canceled several days to several weeks ahead of the start date). Additionally, 110 ad hoc (unregistered) attendees were admitted during the conference.

There were 10 keynote speakers and 24 other presenters during the conference. Six keynote speakers number among the victims: the Surakian priest Karatek, the Federation economist T'Loris, geostatistician T'Pak, the eremologist Verrin, the juvenile academy administrator Sotir, and T'Kiri's brother Talvar. The other four keynote speakers were: Taavai, deputy administrator for inter-province commerce at the Vulcan Commerce Ministry; Vorothal, a professor of Surakian philosophy at ShirKahr Academy; Sorak's father Spalan; and Principal Investigator N'Varas.

The seventh victim, VDF Subaltern T'Syra, worked the conference, coordinating transportation services for presenters. Registration documents state that she was seconded by the VDF for that purpose.

For the record, Asha does have Metallurgy amongst her Focuses. She can help, too.

Treyva leaned back in his chair and stared at the large viewer in the lab's conference room. "There's our connection," he said. "And a list of anywhere between four and twenty-eight more potential victims."

Cole regarded the data, and cast a glance at Sorak before speaking.

"Sir, I feel we should recommend to planetary security that protection details be offered to the remaining four keynote speakers at least. Statistically it would seem they may be potential targets at the very least"

"A splendid suggestion, Mr. Cole," the captain replied. "See to it right away, please."

OOC: Nudge received, Davy.  ;D

Tobin opens a communication channel to T'Kalla, from the privacy of his own quarters -- not that there was anything that needed to be kept private, of course!

"Hello T'Kalla. Sorry again for having to cut the evening short last night. If you have some free time, I think I have a puzzle that might pique your interest. It involves metallurgy and ancient Vulcan weapons."

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on February 24, 2023, 06:09:00 PM
"A splendid suggestion, Mr. Cole," the captain replied. "See to it right away, please."

"Aye sir." Cole nodded and stepped away to make the call.

Sorak goes deathly still for a moment, his eyes narrowed and brows furrowed. He then looks sharply to his commanding officer, "My father must be warned at once, Captain. T'Kiri can meet me there."

Tobin

Quote"Hello T'Kalla. Sorry again for having to cut the evening short last night. If you have some free time, I think I have a puzzle that might pique your interest. It involves metallurgy and ancient Vulcan weapons."

The other side of the line is quiet for a brief moment before she responds, "That is indeed intriguing, enough so that I will need approximately 26.3 minutes to rearrange my schedule. Where shall I meet you, and when?" Tobin thinks he detects a slight upturn in the corner of her mouth as she speaks.

Cole

The lieutenant has a few options available to him:

1. The V'Kor is the ministry of public safety and security, and he could conceivably reach out to the office of the Provost Commander (uniformed branch) or the Ministry of Public Safety itself (V'Kor leadership), since one of their own provincial commanders is a potential target.

2. The V'Shar is responsible for state security from internal threats, but Cole doesn't know if they would have a large enough force to provide protection; however, the V'Shar is the one agency that doesn't have a potential target among its ranks.

(2a. The Intelligence Service is mandated for external threats, and there may be protocols in place that would prevent them from taking such a role against a potential internal threat.)

3. He could go to Commodore Santiago, and work through the Starfleet angle. The station has a small contingent of security personnel available. Similarly, he could make the same proposal to the Vulcan Defense Force, or call for a mix of Starfleet station and VDF personnel. Perhaps even a mix of open and hidden protection assets.

4. He could instead use his own people to provide security to the potential principal targets, and encourage local Vulcan authorities to protect the other two dozen speakers, just in case.

OOC: Where does Cole want to start?

Sorak

T'Kiri and Sorak stand in the antechamber of the V'tel Ak'tur Provincial V'Kor Headquarters. They have been waiting for 12.88 minutes for the commander - Sorak's father - to signal his administrative assistant that he is available to see them. The assistant stated only that Spalan was in a meeting.

Her datapad buzzes quietly and she glances at it briefly, nodding affirmatively at whatever she read there.

"Romar informed me that Mr. Thadis is being released into the custody of the Starfleet station at 1600 hours," she says, referring to her precinct captain, "under the stipulation that Thadis is to be confined to the station and its housing district, and that he have no transporter access."

Before anything else can be said, the door to the commander's office opens, and four Vulcan depart; T'Kiri quietly notes to her mate that they are precinct commanders within the province. The administrative assistant announces that the pair can enter, and they pass through the door to the efficiently-appointed interior. Spalan is sitting behind his obsidian-colored desk, his fingers steepled in thought as they approach.

He then stands to greet them. "Sorak. T'Kiri. What urgency prompted your visit?"

Asha
While Treyva studies information from the conference, Asha says she needs to "freshen up," and her husband calls Chief Waymire to have a yeoman escort her to his quarters. A minute or so later, Yeoman Tremayne arrives in the lab, and Asha leaves with her. The pair reach the turbolift when it opens and Zorana strides out with a sense of urgency. She nearly turns into the pair before stopping short and apologizing with a frenetic, "Ooh, sorry."

"Aren't you off duty?" Tremayne wonders.

"Well, yeah, but -" Zorana responds, as if stalling for a wittier response, "wait, aren't you in the middle of those L-7 annuals to Starfleet Command?"

"Yes, but the captain's wife needs an escort -"

Snapping her fingers triumphantly, Zorana counters, "And that's why I'm here. I can escort her, and you can get back to the more important stuff." When Tremayne looks at her apprehensively, she adds, "Come on, you know Chief won't mind."

The other yeoman rolls her eyes, and nods her head. "All right," she sighs. Turning to Asha, she adds, "It was a pleasure to see you again, ma'am."

"And you, Tremayne." As a smiling Zorana gestures toward the lift, Asha raises an inquisitive eyebrow and asks, "So, you successfully inserted yourself as my escort, young lady. What do you want to talk to me about?"

QuoteHe then stands to greet them. "Sorak. T'Kiri. What urgency prompted your visit?"

"Thank you for seeing us, father, considering the demands on your time," Sorak began before cutting stag to the chase, "However, our investigation has revealed that six of the victims were speakers at the Logic in Science, Administration, and Service conference you recently attended. There is a chance you may be in danger from the killer."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on February 28, 2023, 01:42:46 PM
Cole

The lieutenant has a few options available to him:

1. The V'Kor is the ministry of public safety and security, and he could conceivably reach out to the office of the Provost Commander (uniformed branch) or the Ministry of Public Safety itself (V'Kor leadership), since one of their own provincial commanders is a potential target.

2. The V'Shar is responsible for state security from internal threats, but Cole doesn't know if they would have a large enough force to provide protection; however, the V'Shar is the one agency that doesn't have a potential target among its ranks.

(2a. The Intelligence Service is mandated for external threats, and there may be protocols in place that would prevent them from taking such a role against a potential internal threat.)

3. He could go to Commodore Santiago, and work through the Starfleet angle. The station has a small contingent of security personnel available. Similarly, he could make the same proposal to the Vulcan Defense Force, or call for a mix of Starfleet station and VDF personnel. Perhaps even a mix of open and hidden protection assets.

4. He could instead use his own people to provide security to the potential principal targets, and encourage local Vulcan authorities to protect the other two dozen speakers, just in case.
OOC: Where does Cole want to start?

OOC: Hmmm. I have a feeling that Cole would start with Starfleet channels and see how far that gets him.

Cole lingered away from the group and flipped his communicator open.

"Cole to Drake. I need a secure channel to Commodore Santiago as soon as you can make it happen please."

Sorak
Spalan's eyebrow shoots up. "I was one keynote speaker at that conference, brought there by invitation; my participation in it lasted all of three hours, eight minutes, and I interacted with attendees for 31 minutes afterwards. I had neither interaction with or knowledge of the identity of any of the other speakers there," he says. "Who else is under potential threat?"

Sorak, well aware of his father's tendencies, recognizes quickly that the provincial commander is deflecting the danger to his own life to focus on the bigger picture.

Cole
Miguel's voice responds affirmatively and Cole is only somewhat surprised that the commodore himself is the next to speak only a minute later.

"Lieutenant Cole, you have something urgent for me?"

Quote"Who else is under potential threat?"

Sorak nods, realizing he could no more force his father to take more caution than he could make the sun set early. "The surviving keynote speakers, present company excluded, are Taavai, Vorothal, and N'Varas. They also will be contacted, of course. Additionally, we are contacting Starfleet and Vulcan authorities to arrange additional protection for the keynote speakers and other presenters."

Sorak
"Please keep me informed of your progress in that regard," Spalan answers; Sorak thinks this might be his father's way of acceding to a protection detail. "What else have you discovered?"

T'Kiri takes a half-step forward. "Science Officer Les has learned that a metal fragment found in one autopsy may be of Vulcan origin, possibly an alloy of an ancient blade. He is heading to ShiKahr Academy to continue his research. His modelling of the wounds also leads him to believe the perpetrator is larger and stronger than Mr. Thadis; between this and uncovering the connection of the decedents, Precinct Captain Romar has ordered Thadis' release into Starfleet's custody, with the proviso that he remain at the station for the time being."

The elder Vulcan nods, his eyes taking on a distant quality as he considers what he has heard. "Suspects?"

"None at this time."

Tobin grins at T'Kalla's dry response. "I knew you couldn't resist exotic alloys. Can you meet me at ShiKahr Academy in 40 minutes?"

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 01, 2023, 10:11:58 AM
Cole
Miguel's voice responds affirmatively and Cole is only somewhat surprised that the commodore himself is the next to speak only a minute later.

"Lieutenant Cole, you have something urgent for me?"

"Yes sir. Our investigations have brought to light that six of our victims were keynote speakers at the LSAS conference. We feel there is a credible threat to the remaining four keynote speakers; Deputy Administrator Taavai, Professor Vorothal,  Sorak's father Spalan and Principal Investigator N'Varas. Until we have more information, we feel it would be prudent to provide protection to these individuals. Captain Treyva and myself thought it would be expedient to offer up personnel from both the Drake and your staff. We could also request VDF personnel to assist, in the interests of co-operation. I could have my teams in place within the hour to get things moving. Hopefully they won't be required for long but the circumstantial evidence seems too compelling to ignore."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on February 28, 2023, 01:42:46 PM
Asha

As a smiling Zorana gestures toward the lift, Asha raises an inquisitive eyebrow and asks, "So, you successfully inserted yourself as my escort, young lady. What do you want to talk to me about?"

The young yeoman's smile took on a self-deprecating look. "That didn't go as smoothly as I would have liked," she admitted. "There aren't a lot of Denobulans in the fleet, so when one comes aboard, I like to get the chance to talk to them. See how things are going at home, that sort of thing." She took a breath. "Especially when they're one of the captain's wives."

OOC: Tobin & T'Kalla's library research; I'm rolling this first and will include the results in the narrative.

Tobin Insight + Engineering (9/3) vs. Difficulty 2; Tobin is invoking Testing a Theory to add a die to the task


T'Kalla Insight + Engineering (8/2) Assist. Metallurgy Focus applies


Current
Momentum 4
Threat 10 (I spent 1 Threat as part of Tobin & T'Kalla's narrative)

Asha & Zorana
"Oh, I get it; you get yourself stationed on a big starship, and it's so spacious you don't know what to do with it," Asha quips. "Next thing you know, you're trying to find crowded night clubs just to feel the joy of being close to others around you, to catch a glimpse of that feeling of home and wonder why you ever left in the first place.

"Well, home hasn't changed much. Same beauty, same vibrance you'd remember. A cool year weather-wise; we've had snow in the northern winter at the lowest latitudes in four decades," she continues as the lift ascends to Deck 3. "Continental council elections are coming up in a couple months; the big debate in the coming sessions is going to be about who's going to be chosen to replace Minister Onoumas as second delegate to the Federation Council. Exciting stuff."

She casts a sideways glance at the yeoman. "Is that what you were looking to hear from a captain's wife?"

Cole
"I have exactly 15 security personnel under my command," Santiago responds. "The rest of our physical security and investigative needs are provided under agreement by the Vulcan Defense Force. But, as long as their primary responsibilities are met, we're happy to augment your team in this matter.

"Talk to Lieutenant Stenisk on the Starfleet side, and Subcommander Tuvang on the VDF side."

Cole briefly met Stenisk when the Drake first arrived three weeks ago; he's one the Vulcans who make up a third of the station's personnel. (It's said that Vulcans often take advantage of this posting between shipboard assignments.)

The calls to each officer are brief. Stenisk can only afford to detatch one officer and three specialists to protection detail, and Tuvang will second six specialists to Cole. The subcommander also volunteers to make arrangements with his commanders to provide security for the other 24 presenters, to allow Cole and his teams focus on the keynote speakers.

Sorak & T'Kiri
Spalan nods again. "Ensure all precincts involved receive everything your task force has uncovered to date," he orders. "Motive has become paramount; however, I do not need to caution you to tread carefully in this regard. If our connection to that conference is the catalyst for the murders, that brings in the possibility of one opposed to Surakian values being responsible, and it will be too easy to inadvertantly prompt a response that would reflect the state of our culture only 140 years ago. We do not want to foster a situation where diversity of philosophy is again suppressed."

OOC: I'm adding a new Directive. "Avoid Creating Sectarian Conflict"

Spalan then returns to his chair and begins to focus on another task, indicating the discussion has ended. Sorak and T'Kiri return the way they came, and begin to cross the lobby. The investigator says to her mate, "Motive is not something even our task force has deeply discussed beyond general theories. But, with the conference connection to the decedents, my earlier reluctance to consider a terror element may have been imprudent.

"I wish to conduct some research into our many lesser-followed philosophies, beloved. Would you assist me?"

OOC: I had originally planned to only follow avenues of investigation proposed by the players, but it would make no sense for a seasoned investigator like T'Kiri to be so passive. Since she had downplayed Tobin's line of thinking on the possibility of a sectarian motive, I figured it would be appropriate for her to reverse course and decide to look into it.

That said, Doug, I would prefer you (and the other players) be the one(s) to make decisions on the specifics of it.

Tobin & T'Kalla
Tobin is certain he heard her eyebrow rise up a centimeter as she responds, "I will see you there."

T'Kalla materializes in front of the library only about a minute after Tobin does. Her attire is much more functional than the night of their reunion, including a satchel slung under her left arm, into which she digs to retrieve her credentials for entry. Tobin expresses his surprise to find that they're Starfleet credentials, and T'Kalla explains she was allowed to retain her commission, due to her long-term physical limitations. She rarely makes use of her the credentials, but figures they will be useful in this case, given the nature of his task force.

They enter the building together as he explains the metallurgical composition of the alloy in question. She recalls researching ancient metallurgical practices for an essay assignment during her adolescence, and notes she learned of several forging techniques that could narrow down their search parameters to certain regions.

A study of the fragment's data later*, T'Kalla realizes it's the result of an advanced forging technique from the time of Surak. She notes very few blades remain from that time.

Armed with that information, they delve deeply into the archives...

* I'm spending 1 Threat as a piggy back on Tobin's original test to provide this tidbit of information.

The couple spend several hours searching through databases and texts within the library, but are unable to find anything definitive that links their fragment to any known weapon from the Vulcan Atomic Era.

"During the Awakening, Vulcans went through a period of destroying all weapons of war. Lar'Vaniss, the designer of the Ra-sirak-esta electromagnetic pulse rifle, the most widely-used battle rifle on the planet at the time, famously destroyed her production stock, and dismantled her manufacturing facilities, warehouses, and design facilities after joining the Surakian movement," T'Kalla explains. "Similarly, the swordsmith S'harien began melting down his masterpiece blades, and only through the intervention of Surak himself do any examples of his work survive today; still, he never again forged a weapon.

"I doubt more than three score blades of any of the master swordsmiths remain from that time period, and the vast majority of those are in museums."

Tobin and T'Kalla realize that such a blade would be either an heirloom weapon or one taken from a museum. The engineer thinks the former would be registered in a database somewhere and the latter could be identified from theft reports and canvassing of remaining museums for unreported losses.

OOC: 1 Success vs. Difficulty 2. Failure.

They're unable to match the alloy to anything recorded historically. They decide to change tack and search surviving blades from the Vulcan Atomic Era.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 03, 2023, 04:05:41 PM
Spalan then returns to his chair and begins to focus on another task, indicating the discussion has ended. Sorak and T'Kiri return the way they came, and begin to cross the lobby. The investigator says to her mate, "Motive is not something even our task force has deeply discussed beyond general theories. But, with the conference connection to the decedents, my earlier reluctance to consider a terror element may have been imprudent.

"I wish to conduct some research into our many lesser-followed philosophies, beloved. Would you assist me?"

Sorak nods once more, "I concur. And I would be delighted to assist you, beloved." He says the last through one of his trademark ghost smiles.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 03, 2023, 04:05:41 PM

Cole
"I have exactly 15 security personnel under my command," Santiago responds. "The rest of our physical security and investigative needs are provided under agreement by the Vulcan Defense Force. But, as long as their primary responsibilities are met, we're happy to augment your team in this matter.

"Talk to Lieutenant Stenisk on the Starfleet side, and Subcommander Tuvang on the VDF side."

Cole briefly met Stenisk when the Drake first arrived three weeks ago; he's one the Vulcans who make up a third of the station's personnel. (It's said that Vulcans often take advantage of this posting between shipboard assignments.)

The calls to each officer are brief. Stenisk can only afford to detatch one officer and three specialists to protection detail, and Tuvang will second six specialists to Cole. The subcommander also volunteers to make arrangements with his commanders to provide security for the other 24 presenters, to allow Cole and his teams focus on the keynote speakers.

OOC: Cole will work out a shift pattern "off-camera" to provide protection to the keynote speakers using the assigned personnel, making up the numbers from the Drake's own team as needed. He will report back to Treyva on the specific arrangements at a suitable time.

OOC: The Drake has 87 personnel assigned to security department, including Cole himself (and all named characters). Current operational requirements (in orbit and still performing post-shakedown workups) means that Cole only has 21 personnel (not including himself, since he's involved in the investigation side of things) available for a protection detail.

So,
Drake Security: up to 21 (Cole's choice on how many officers/named characters are part of this detachment)
Starfleet Station Security: 4 (1 officer, 3 specialists)
VDF Security: 6 specialists

That gives you up to 31 people to protect 4 around the clock.

A three-shift rotation would require 12 total shifts daily. A four-shift rotation would require 16.

Standard Starfleet protection detail procedures aren't vague, but are deliberately flexible to allow local officers to tailor detail assignments to their individual situations. However, they do recommend a detail of at least two personnel at a minimum for most mundane situations, with larger multi-layered recommendations for public events.

The procedures and Cole's experience would tell him:
1. Three two-man details per day for each potential target.
2. This leaves 7 personnel for augmentation, as needed, for public excursions.
3. It also allows the officer-in-charge (who Cole will need to designate...it can be the officer provided by Lt. Stenisk or one of the Drake's security officers) to stay on the "flying detail" and coordinate everything without having to worry about being on a specific shift.

A four-shift rotation could look like:
1. Two daytime two-man details and two evening/nighttime one-man details per day for each potential target.
2. A "flying detail" of 7 personnel for augmentation as needed.

The downside of the longer shifts would be greater fatigue at the end of the shift. The downside to the shorter shifts would the single-man details at night, meaning a potential greater use of the "flying detail" in the evening hours.

Let me know if you want to use one of these setups, or go with something else.

OOC: Thanks Davy, stuff to digest there. I'll have a think and get back to you.

Sorak & T'Kiri
Knowing they have the same access to her police database from their home office that T'Kiri does from the precinct or the ship, the pair retire to their residence to conduct their research.

OOC: First, I think it's appropriate at this time to consider T'Kiri "introduced" as a supporting character in the episode. She now has an entry on the supporting character thread, and will spend and generate Momentum instead of Threat going forward.

Second, this will be a gated task with two gates.

The first gate will be a Daring + Security task vs. Difficulty 2 to gain access to more sensitive databases with more restrictive authorization protocols. T'Kiri should probably take the lead on this one, with Sorak assisting, using Reason + Security or Insight + Engineering. His Computers focus applies. You can succeed at cost on this task, with the cost being an increased Difficulty of the second gate task.

The second gate will be a Reason + Science task vs. Difficulty 1 to pore through the data for useful information. I figure Sorak will take the lead here, and T'Kiri will assist with Insight + Security. Her Deductive Reasoning focus will apply.

I agree with your recommendations, Davy. I'll do the first gate in this post and then, based on the results, do the second.

Gate 1:

T'Kiri's Daring + Security Task (10/4), D2



Sorak's assist, Insight + Engineering (8/5) and Computers focus.



One additional question. Would Sorak's Computers focus still apply on Gate 2?

OOC: 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated!

I used Reason + Science for Sorak separating useful information from the raw data on known extant Vulcan philosophical movements. As this is a quality analysis within a particular field, I don't feel Sorak's computer expertise gives him an advantage.

That said, I'm not above convincing. How would Sorak use his computer expertise to determine what information is relevant to their investigation?

Current
Momentum 4 (1 pending, T'Kiri/Sorak)
Threat 10

Here's my case: Sorak's experience with database structure and uses would give him an edge in collating and extracting information from within one.

Sorak's Reason + Science Task (11/4), possible Computers focus, D1


T'Kiri assist, Insight + Security (9/4)

OOC: I'll allow it.

2 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated!

Current
Momentum 4 (2 pending, T'Kiri/Sorak)
Threat 10

Major Movements
The Way of Surak (tuSurak) - Philosophy of emotional suppression and embrace of logic. Since Reawakening of 2150s, tuSurak counts nearly 90 percent of all Vulcans as adherents, who are called Surakians.

As the one truly "mainstream" philosophy, little is written against it; the databases contain information on a number of minor groups within the realm of tuSurak who condemn all non-adherents as V'tosh Ka'tur - "without logic" - and seek to disenfranchise such "deviance." (None of these groups have numbers greater than a hundered.)

The Way of Jarok (tuJarok) - Philosophy of disciplined emotional embrace and understanding as path to logic. Jarokovans represent about 3 percent of the Vulcan population.

The mention of the Way of Jarok as a philosophy can be, well, jarring to Surakians. If a Vulcan would admit to shuddering at a thought, the idea of embracing their emotions/passions is an anathema. Many treatises rejecting the long-term viability of tuJarok have been written; while most are written from a perspective of a Surakian attempting to embrace tuJarok, a few scientific articles have been published this century regarding "dangers" of embracing ancient passions.

(That said, even the most respected mystics of the Jarokovan movement agree with the basic premise of such scientific papers, to a point; embracing intense passions for prolonged periods of time can cause psychological instability in those who are vulnerable to it. They counter, though, that the discipline of tuJurok teaches its adherents to embrace emotion responsibly, and its practices prevent emotions from growing into intense passions.)

There are a few outspoken groups within the realm of tuJarok who seek to force the government to reject the Surakian philosophy, and remove its principles from the structure of the government. A true neutral government that doesn't "force Jarokovans to hide their logical embrace of emotion" to seek higher office. (Given that philosophical choice or "expression of emotion" are not amongst any criteria ever put forth as elements of the governance selection algorithm, these arguments are often quickly dismissed.)

The Way of Nirak (tuNirak) - Philosophy of balance, where destructive passions are to be suppressed and other "joyful" emotions are to be experienced in moderation. Nirakians represent about 0.77 percent of the Vulcan population.

Nirak is often forgotten in the Surak-Jurok debate, but, when spoken of, it is incorrectly labeled as "soft tuJarok." This is partly due to the fact that modern tuJarok focuses on the "joyful" emotions, and adherents rarely investigate their destructive passions. Thus, philosophical study has a difficult time in determining the success of Nirak in his movement, which may be greater than the number of his modern adherents would necessarily indicate.

Strangely, the arguments made against tuJarok are rarely made against tuNirak. And little is written for or against the practice.

That said, tuNirak is growing. Acknowledged adherents have nearly doubled in the last 50 years, most newcomers being young adults. Notably, two members of the Vulcan delegation to the Federation council converted to tuNirak in the 2270s (prior to their selection to the delegation).

Minor Movements
The One Mind School (tuT'Mor) - Philosophy of predestination, where emotions cloud the adherent's ability to see the machinations of the universe; purging emotions give an adherent clarity to see their destined path. This philosophy is believed extinct since 2038.

Kolinahr - Kolinahr adherents are few, due to the rigors of the practice. Most achievers embrace it only as "one path of many," but a few lapse into emotions of pride or superiority, proving that even Kolinahr masters aren't infallible.

Recently, articles outside of the mainstream have called for the end to Kolinahr as a practice, arguing it as damaging to the Vulcan psyche as the "unfettered embracing of passion." Such treatises gain little traction, but their authors are varied, including several Surakians.

The Hakihr - This remnant martial order of psionic biofeedback ascetic practice "mind over body" techniques, and are well-known for their psionic body control disciplines. However, they shed their martial practices shortly after the Awakening, and are decdicated pacifists, refusing to use their abilities to harm another, even in practice. They're considered an oddity by the mainstream, an example of extreme dedication to a specific art.

Anti-Syrranites were highly organized (and almost militant) prior to 2180, but their numbers quickly dwindled due to age and conversion. The Vulcan government has no numbers on Anti-Syrranites, and believes the movement to be extinct.

Belief in the old gods continues, mostly in the northern polar regions, with numbers only in the tens of thousands; these Vulcans live outside of modern life, retaining ancient practices, and have little-to-no contact with the government and the Federation. Most Vulcans leave them be, considering their traditional practices an example of IDIC.

Other minor sects have risen and fallen since the Awakening, but none are considered active at this time.

There are rumors of other ancient practices and orders surviving, but the database contains no evidence to support the rumors, and classifies the information as "unreliable." Three are of note:

The Raptors - This group was one of the primary antagonists to Surak's Awakening and is believed to have died out after its leaders fled Vulcan at the conclusions of the Wars. The idea that the Raptors movement somehow survives or has been revived comes from the revelation of Romulans being physiologically related to Vulcans. The Intelligence Service, in particular, is concerned about Romulan infiltration of the government.

Rikh'nar ("Edge Discipline") - This is an ancient martial order believed to have been largely abandoned during the Awakening and lost to history by the 12th Century. It was a warrior code mixed with sword and short blade-focused combat techniques (think a combination of bushido and kenjustu), and its members were considered the most-accomplished swordsmen in history, their influence extending far beyond the end of the sword's dominance in Vulcan warfare.

V'tosh Ka'tur - This has only fleetingly been a movement. The word is a pejorative for Vulcans who act out of place with Surakian philosophy; technically, anyone who rejects tuSurak is V'tosh Ka'tur. However, a short-lived group left Vulcan in 2143, rejecting all philosophical constraints of purged or controlled emotions; their hope was to dismantle the "Surakian stranglehold" over Vulcan life. There has been no information on this group's activities in 70 years.

Zorana pondered that for a moment, weighing things in her mind. "This place really is enormous," she said brightly, "not like the old Drake. That old tub was a proper tight fit, I'll tell you. Always moving; felt like home." She turned to better face the captain's wife. "And yeah, sometimes I wonder what to do with myself here, but there's a lot of people on the rec deck at any given time, so that helps."

"I don't wonder why I did it, though," she went on. "I was tired of listening to Isha and Zhosa arguing over every little thing, and none of the aunts or uncles were able to help. It was the only place I couldn't help people, so I ran away to Starfleet and never really looked back. I miss my sisters most of the time, and my brothers some of the time, but I don't miss the home life. Even a little bit." She paused for a moment. "I make a difference here, ma'am, that I didn't make back home. Just because I'm curious about what's going on, don't think I miss it."

She leaned back against the wall of the lift. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm not entirely sure where that came from."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 03, 2023, 04:05:41 PM
"During the Awakening, Vulcans went through a period of destroying all weapons of war. Lar'Vaniss, the designer of the Ra-sirak-esta electromagnetic pulse rifle, the most widely-used battle rifle on the planet at the time, famously destroyed her production stock, and dismantled her manufacturing facilities, warehouses, and design facilities after joining the Surakian movement," T'Kalla explains. "Similarly, the swordsmith S'harien began melting down his masterpiece blades, and only through the intervention of Surak himself do any examples of his work survive today; still, he never again forged a weapon.

"I doubt more than three score blades of any of the master swordsmiths remain from that time period, and the vast majority of those are in museums."

Tobin and T'Kalla realize that such a blade would be either an heirloom weapon or one taken from a museum. The engineer thinks the former would be registered in a database somewhere and the latter could be identified from theft reports and canvassing of remaining museums for unreported losses.

Tobin sights in frustration at the fruitless culmination of their search, running a hand through his short black hair. "Well, at the very least we can be reasonably certain our murder weapon is in fact a Vulcan artifact and not connected to Lt. Thadis." He steals a hopeful glance at T'Kalla. "I don't suppose you'd have a few more hours to spare to help me check on the status of those known blades? It'd be like old times -- remember when we pulled that all-nighter to track down the fault in the Macon's sensor matrix?"

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on March 11, 2023, 09:15:23 PMShe leaned back against the wall of the lift. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm not entirely sure where that came from."

"Well, you're right in that I shouldn't assume how you got here," Asha responds. "I'm glad you found a place for yourself, even if it is off world."

The geologist regards the woman before her for several moments once they reach the captain's quarters. "You don't seem to be the type that hunts for trophies, so I'm just going to say this: Be careful how you try to 'help.' Some things can't be fixed, at least not from the outside; they must be endured until one can achieve a measure of peace about it. Pain is sometimes the price we pay for joy and love, and no attempt to 'fill the void' will ever fully release it."

She doesn't wait for an answer as she goes inside to freshen up.

Quote from: Nolmir on March 13, 2023, 03:32:10 PMHe steals a hopeful glance at T'Kalla. "I don't suppose you'd have a few more hours to spare to help me check on the status of those known blades? It'd be like old times -- remember when we pulled that all-nighter to track down the fault in the Macon's sensor matrix?"

"I do. I also remember you humorously calling it our 'second date,' which I found entirely appropriate, given how fruitful the search was to our bonding," she responds. "And it would be pleasing to me to bond like that again. Where shall we start?"

OOC: A couple things Tobin will know:
1. It's possible there is a publicly-accessible list of known surviving weapons; however, it may not be a complete list.
2. Getting access to a planet-wide weapon registry will likely require sending a request through official channels (T'Kiri as V'Kor liaison, Commodore Santiago as Starfleet representative, or Dr. Suchwani from the Federation mission to Vulcan); this is likely to be a complete list (or as complete as unforeseen uncertainty can provide).
3. Museum loss information should be public, but detailed information would again likely require an official request to access.
4. Of course, there's always beaming around the planet, going from museum to museum, like it's a scavenger hunt. ;)

Oh, and the thought in my mind was that you two never found that sensor fault that time. It somehow fixed itself in the dead of night. The only real good to come of it was getting to know T'Kalla better...

OOC: Asha now knows more about Zorana's background than Treyva does...and he's read her service jacket. Counterpoint: Asha hasn't seen Treyva's quarters since he was on the Hermes, and probably doesn't know how much family memorabilia he keeps in his quarters. Photos of all his immediate family: All three wives, all three kids. Lots of Sabra's art. A shadowbox with Miral's picture (in cadet uniform, with Sonek and at least one more classmate to be determined by the GM), and some of her Academy doodads. A few pictures of Tanis's sculptures, and one of his actual sculptures. A music box on a shelf with every recording Anari has ever sent him, good, bad, or indifferent.

Did Zorana wait outside, or go in with Asha and wait in the office part of his quarters?

Zorana stood outside in the corridor, then decided to go in. She may have been off-duty, but there was always stuff on Treyva's desk, and she was the captain's yeoman. No point in getting further behind.

She took a breath and walked into the captain's quarters.

Asha & Zorana
...and stops short when she sees Asha standing in the middle of the compartment, hand grasping the fabric of the tunic over her heart as she gazes misty-eyed at the collection of sculptures and other memorabilia in his office and beyond. She slowly moves over to touch each item in the office gently, her hand lingering on Sabra's work before she moves into his private chambers, with only a brief shift of her eyes toward the yeoman as she disappears through the door.

On the captain's desk are a number of neatly stacked record tapes (an indication that they're ready to be retrieved) and a pair of datapads sitting side-by-side. Zorana remembers the latter items as a ship's stores report and the most-recent update to the duty roster, and they're resting right where she left them, meaning the captain hasn't been back to sign them today. She checks both just to confirm her suspicions and collects the record tapes for return to storage.

Asha returns, dabbing at the corner of her eye as she crosses the threshold into the office. She spares an extended glance at the sculptures, then shifts her focus to the yeoman, her earlier cool countenance returning in an instant.

"I expect it'll raise some suspicion if Treyva sees you escorting me back to the lab," she notes. "So, if you have something else you need to say or ask, now is the time."

She walked over to one of the images on the wall, and smiled. It was an informal portrait of Treyva and Asha; he was in civilian clothes, and they were both laughing. "The camera loves you," she said without turning. "Doesn't do you half-justice, though; your eyes are a lot prettier in person." She turned around, absently shuffling the record tapes as she met the older woman's cool gaze full-on. "I don't know what you think of me, Asha, but it seems as if you don't like me, and I don't know what I've done to make you dislike me. Maybe I'm too eager, and bubbly, and outgoing; I know that puts some people off."

She took a breath. "I also don't know what you think is going on with me and Captain Treyva, but since you are one of his wives, you're entitled to know. The answer is, nothing. He's my captain, I'm his yeoman, and as long as that remains the case, the answer will remain, nothing." She felt tears forming in the corners of her eyes, and wished she had a handkerchief. "I just wanted to meet you. I also wanted to meet Liera when she brought Miral to the Academy, but...timing." She shrugged as her tears began rolling down her cheeks. "If I've wronged you somehow, I apologize. Now if you'll excuse me..."

Without waiting for a response, she darted out of the compartment into the corridor.

Asha & Zorana
Asha raises an eyebrow as the yeoman exits under a cloud, then sighs and turns back to the aforementioned portrait. "Not wronged, young lady; just cautious...and protective," she admits to no one in particular as she wipes away another tear starting form in her eye. Noticing a dropped record tape on the deck, she retrieves and places on the edge of the desk and strides away, focusing on remembering the way back to the lab to take her mind off the exchange.

Treyva
In the otherwise-empty lab, the captain runs through the titles of the keynote speeches:

Karatek spoke on "Techniques of Emotional Control" and "The Blurred Line Between Emotion and Passion."
T'Loris' speech centered on "The Economics of Surak."
The academy administrator Sotir counseled on "Steering Youths Away from Emotionalism."
Spalan himself spoke on "The Intersection of Passion and Crime on Vulcan."
N'Varas discussed "Kolinahr in Public Life."

He also notes in one program that the playback and transcript of each keynote would have already been made available on the public network.

Asha enters the lab and makes a beeline for her husband's terminal, where she leans over and presses her cheek against his.* "Did you solve the case, yet?" she asks more playfully than she feels.

* A very intimate greeting. - Ed.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 09, 2023, 02:58:47 PM
OOC: The Drake has 87 personnel assigned to security department, including Cole himself (and all named characters). Current operational requirements (in orbit and still performing post-shakedown workups) means that Cole only has 21 personnel (not including himself, since he's involved in the investigation side of things) available for a protection detail.

The downside of the longer shifts would be greater fatigue at the end of the shift. The downside to the shorter shifts would the single-man details at night, meaning a potential greater use of the "flying detail" in the evening hours.

Let me know if you want to use one of these setups, or go with something else.

OOC: I think we'll go with the shorter shifts for now, so that the teams are more alert. See how that pans out.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 13, 2023, 04:39:24 PM
"I do. I also remember you humorously calling it our 'second date,' which I found entirely appropriate, given how fruitful the search was to our bonding," she responds. "And it would be pleasing to me to bond like that again. Where shall we start?"

OOC: A couple things Tobin will know:
1. It's possible there is a publicly-accessible list of known surviving weapons; however, it may not be a complete list.
2. Getting access to a planet-wide weapon registry will likely require sending a request through official channels (T'Kiri as V'Kor liaison, Commodore Santiago as Starfleet representative, or Dr. Suchwani from the Federation mission to Vulcan); this is likely to be a complete list (or as complete as unforeseen uncertainty can provide).
3. Museum loss information should be public, but detailed information would again likely require an official request to access.
4. Of course, there's always beaming around the planet, going from museum to museum, like it's a scavenger hunt. ;)

Oh, and the thought in my mind was that you two never found that sensor fault that time. It somehow fixed itself in the dead of night. The only real good to come of it was getting to know T'Kalla better...

Tobin grins. "Well, I'm tempted to suggest we make a day out of museum-hopping to see these artifacts for ourselves, as a form of bonding. But I know a certain Vulcan security officer who I'm sure could get us access to a comprehensive official list." He stands and stretches as he flips open his communicator to contact T'Kiri.

Cole
OOC: Okay, so four 6-hour shifts for each protection detail, with the daylight shifts each using two bodyguards and the evening/nighttime shifts using one bodyguard each, and a flying detail of 7 personnel for rapid response and situational augmentation.

For the Drake's contribution of 21, which named officers/specialists will Cole select?

Tobin
T'Kalla's eyes shine with affection as the call goes through.

Sorak & T'Kiri
T'Kiri's precinct-issue communicator beeps as she and her mate are discussing the growth of tuNirak. She draws the device out of a pocket and intones, "T'Kiri here."

Science Officer Les makes his request, and the Vulcan raises an inquisitive eyebrow - the angle of which Sorak recognizes as interest in the subject. "I will require about 20 minutes to gather the necessary approvals for your request. To where shall I have the data sent?"

Tobin
"If permissible, we can work from my studio," T'Kalla offers to Tobin.

Treyva turned his head and kissed her cheek, then shook his head as he turned back to the viewer. "I'm trying to find some kind of throughline on all these keynote addresses, but aside for Surak, there doesn't appear to be one. Considering the conference you're attending, this one by T'Loris looks interesting." He turned to face his wife. "I may not have been home in a while, but I can still tell when you're acting differently than you were less than half an hour ago." Rising, he stood in front of her and gently lifted her face so that he could look into her eyes. "You seem bothered by something, my love," he said quietly. "What's wrong?"

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 17, 2023, 01:11:58 PM
Science Officer Les makes his request, and the Vulcan raises an inquisitive eyebrow - the angle of which Sorak recognizes as interest in the subject. "I will require about 20 minutes to gather the necessary approvals for your request. To where shall I have the data sent?"

Tobin
"If permissible, we can work from my studio," T'Kalla offers to Tobin.

"That sounds like an excellent suggestion," Tobin replies with a smile, then relays the information to T'Kiri.

"Thank you for the help, Investigator," he says as he concludes the call.

Tucking away the communicator, he turns to T'Kalla. "Well, it seems we have a few minutes to while away before T'Kiri will have that data for us. Do you mind if I ask you a question?" As her eyebrow arches slightly, he continues. "It's just that, well, ah, before everything happened on the Macon, we had decided it would be best to not get too ... attached. But seeing you again last night, and spending time with you today, I'm feeling that may have been a decision made in error. And I can't help but wonder if you feel the same." He blushes and fidgets with the cuff of his shirt sleeve. "Forgive me if I'm being too forward."

QuoteT'Kiri's precinct-issue communicator beeps as she and her mate are discussing the growth of tuNirak. She draws the device out of a pocket and intones, "T'Kiri here."

Science Officer Les makes his request, and the Vulcan raises an inquisitive eyebrow - the angle of which Sorak recognizes as interest in the subject. "I will require about 20 minutes to gather the necessary approvals for your request. To where shall I have the data sent?"

Sorak raises a curious eyebrow as T'Kiri makes the requested arrangements, giving his mate time to do her job. Once she was finished and meets his eyes, he tilts his head in an unvoiced interrogatory.

Treyva
Asha purses the left side of her mouth, something she does when she doesn't really want to talk about an issue. But, she eventually softens her expression and sighs. "I...bumped into the Zorana girl you told me about," she says. "I can see why you like her; reminds me of Sabra in more than a few ways.

"You know, Liera and I have been very protective of you since she died - Garris and Tiko, too, for that matter," Asha continues. "We wanted to give you additional time to heal, since you're always so far away from all of us. But, you know Stenna and Moga both have kids with their new wives; there's no desecration to Sabra's memory for you to move on, especially now. And, by the looks of your lovely family shrine in your quarters, I think you're ready to hear what I have to say."

She pauses a moment, the reflects, "You've been sad for a very long time. Liera's noticed it; Miral mentioned it in a communique home earlier this year. And I see it, right here. We need our husband back; Miral needs the father she remembers, especially now. And Tanis desperately needs you - he's utterly lost, and needs help to get out from under the dark shroud that cloaks him; he's looking to his father's example.

"All of this is a way to tell you it's time to let Sabra rest," she concludes. "Our ancient customs talked about letting go of our loved ones after their memorial, because they now belonged to the gods and were no longer ours to cling to. Sabra is amongst the stars, my love; she belongs to the ages now, and we have to honor her by living our lives the way they're meant to be lived, the way she would want us to live them. And she'd be the first to punch you in the arm for hiding behind rules to avoid it.

"If you want to find out if Zorana is the one, then do it and Starfleet be damned. Sorrow is part of joy, but so is happiness, and you've been favoring one for too long. Take a chance on getting that happiness back."

She stretches up to kiss him on the lips.

Tobin
"I cannot discredit our line of thinking as being inappropriate for our situation in that time and place," T'Kalla answers. "However, our separation and changed circumstances have given me a fresh perspective on what I want for my life, and who I want in it."

She raises her right hand, her index and middle fingers extended in the traditional Vulcan invitation for expressing affection* (https://memory-alpha.fandom.com/wiki/Vulcan_finger-touching) (a ritual she taught him early in their relationship).

"If you are willing, Tobin Les, I want to restore our attachment and build it into something more indelible."

OOC: I wanted to give you a chance to respond to this before moving on to the results.

Sorak
"It crossed my mind that one unfamiliar with the gravity of this case could confuse the elements of it with one of those Earth mystery stories you discovered during your time at the Academy," she says. "Seemingly disconnected murders. A falsely-accused suspect. A potential motive related to a gathering of the victims in one place and time. A famous ancient sword as the possible murder weapon. The absurdity of it all is almost enough to elicit laughter."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 17, 2023, 01:11:58 PM

Cole
OOC: Okay, so four 6-hour shifts for each protection detail, with the daylight shifts each using two bodyguards and the evening/nighttime shifts using one bodyguard each, and a flying detail of 7 personnel for rapid response and situational augmentation.

For the Drake's contribution of 21, which named officers/specialists will Cole select?

OOC:Lt. David Lear, Assistant Chief Security Officer, USS Drake
Ensign Olodon Anh Sal, Shift Security Officer, USS Drake
Lt. j.g. Gerald Fryling, Shift Security Officer, USS Drake
Ensign Calum O'Neil, Shift Security Officer, USS Drake
Specialist 1st Class Ally Banks, Security Specialist, USS Drake
Specialist 1st Class Nolar Nata, Security Specialist, USS Drake
Chief Specialist Guwinder Dhall, Security Specialist, USS Drake
Specialist 1st Class Elia Noles, Security Specialist, USS Drake
Specialist 2nd Class William Brindley, Security Specialist, USS Drake
Specialist 2nd Class Ariana Tsu Ling, Security Specialist, USS Drake
Specialist 2nd Class Shilov Th'qelith, Security Specialist, USS Drake
Specialist 2nd Class Chipo Obi, Security Specialist, USS Drake
Specialist 2nd Class Remiel Ruza, Security Specialist, USS Drake
Specialist 3rd Class Yuri Prokov, Security Specialist USS Drake
Specialist 3rd Class Sabrina Morell, Security Specialist USS Drake
Specialist 3rd Class Jordan Parris Security Specialist USS Drake
Specialist 3rd Class Julian Barrett, Security Specialist USS Drake
Specialist 3rd Class Ramak Chend, Security Specialist USS Drake
Specialist 3rd Class Joanna Gale, Security Specialist USS Drake
Specialist 3rd Class Harry Welsh, Security Specialist USS Drake
Specialist 3rd Class Hamed Atem, Security Specialist USS Drake

Quote"It crossed my mind that one unfamiliar with the gravity of this case could confuse the elements of it with one of those Earth mystery stories you discovered during your time at the Academy," she says. "Seemingly disconnected murders. A falsely-accused suspect. A potential motive related to a gathering of the victims in one place and time. A famous ancient sword as the possible murder weapon. The absurdity of it all is almost enough to elicit laughter."

Sorak releases the ghost a chuckle and smiles. "It would indeed be ludicrous were the situation less dire. I have often been surprised by the way, as humans put it, life imitates art." He looks on his mate with a raised eyebrow and says, "That being said, I am quite pleased with the fact that you are here to help sift through the chaos. The quality of this investigation is improved just by your participation."

Tobin's relief is evident on his face as he completes his half of the ritual, tracing his fingers down the back of T'Kalla's hand. "I would like that very much," he says with an understated smile. "I too had some time to think during my recovery. Between Evan's death on that rock of a planet and my ... eventful time on the Drake, it's had me thinking about my own priorities. While I still feel the call of exploration and discovery, I am coming to realize I need more for a full life. I believe our attachment may be the thing I was feeling the absence of, without knowing it."

The Trill offers his arm to the Vulcan. "Shall we proceed to your office? We do have an exciting list to run down, after all," he says tongue-in-cheek.

Cole
Assignments made, Cole turns the force protection duties over to Lt. Lear's capable leadership. He quickly organizes assignments and reports back with them.

OOC: Of note, Lear is assigning Olodon, Chief Dhall, and Banks to Spalan's detail.

Tobin
Regarding Tobin with a sideways glance beneath a slightly-arched eyebrow, T'Kalla takes the proffered arm with the comment, "You certainly are not afraid of being scandalous in public."

Sorak
"And it is refreshing to be able to share my work with you, and to observe your professional interaction with your shipmates," she replies.

Approval for the information comes quickly, and is followed in short order by the information itself. T'Kiri forwards the report to T'Kalla's terminal address, then scans the document to familiarize herself with the basics.

She furrows her brows as she reads the last section.

Tobin
T'Kalla's engineering studio is a small, efficiently furnished open floor plan, designed to be easy for the engineer to move about. A spartan bed has been fitted into one corner to allow her to rest when her body demands it.

They stop at her design desk, which consists a large touchpanel writing surface and a number of smaller screens situated around it. She wakes the tablet with a verbal command, then calls up the file T'Kiri sent them.

Of the blades known to be in private hands, there have been no reports of loss, and only two blades, both crafted by a post-Awakening master swordmaker named Loranik, would be considered "hunting swords"; however, Loranik's weapons were more decorative than functional, as his stated goals were to bring out the brilliance of the alloy through working it using ancient techniques.

One weapon is in the official residence of the First Minister of the Judiciary, Sivaanok, and is believed to have been in her family's possession for more than 800 years. The other Loranik hunting sword is in the possession of NiNuvask, chair of comparative archaelogy instruction at the Vulcan Science Academy; he uncovered the weapon at a site in northern Gol in 2196, and was awarded ownership of it for several important discoveries made on that dig.

Of the museum pieces, only four would be considered hunting blades, and there has similarly been no report of loss; however, one blade, crafted by the ancient master S'harien and housed at a Jarokovan monastery in the mountains that form the southeastern border of the Shival Flats, is reported to have been pulled from public display two months ago for "routine care."*

* This is what T'Kiri saw that concerned her.-Editor

QuoteApproval for the information comes quickly, and is followed in short order by the information itself. T'Kiri forwards the report to T'Kalla's terminal address, then scans the document to familiarize herself with the basics.

She furrows her brows as she reads the last section.

Sorak notes his wife's concern and glances at the report over her shoulder, reading the relevant information.

His brows also furrow, "Intriguing. However, this does provide an additional lead to pursue. What connection do the victims have to Tu-Jarok?"

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on March 30, 2023, 06:00:57 PM
Cole
Assignments made, Cole turns the force protection duties over to Lt. Lear's capable leadership. He quickly organizes assignments and reports back with them.

OOC: Of note, Lear is assigning Olodon, Chief Dhall, and Banks to Spalan's detail.

OOC: Noted, thanks.

Sorak
"The algorithm Asha formulated did not uncover anything beyond the conference," T'Kiri notes. "However, their participation in a conference subtitled 'Surakian Values in a Professional Life' would indicate a stronger than average affinity for tuSurak. It may be useful to understand just how strong their affinity was."

OOC: I could've sworn I did this already....

Treyva returned the kiss, and held her for longer than his parents might have considered actually necessary. Finally, he pulled away and motioned to one of the chairs by the console he'd been using. He sat beside her. "You really mean to tell me that you didn't know I was the sentimental one?" he said innocently. Asha punched him in the arm with a smile and a raised eyebrow. He smiled in return. "I figured if I couldn't go home, I'd bring home to me as much as I could."

He leaned back and stared at the computer display with the list of keynote addresses. "I'm not sad, really, so much as afraid," he said quietly. "Not of Starfleet, either; technically, there aren't any regulations about inter-crew relationships. But...." His voice trailed off. Asha was about to nudge him, but he shook his head and went on. "On the old Drake, our last mission out...the ship got beaten up. Badly. We lost some of the crew. I had to send condolence letters to their families...too many letters. That was bad, but if it had been someone I was attached to, someone I cared about personally...I don't know if I could take that again."

Quote"The algorithm Asha formulated did not uncover anything beyond the conference," T'Kiri notes. "However, their participation in a conference subtitled 'Surakian Values in a Professional Life' would indicate a stronger than average affinity for tuSurak. It may be useful to understand just how strong their affinity was."

"Indeed," Sorak replied, his brows still furrowed, "So rather than direct association with, what about their opposition to our beliefs? Have any of them clashed in one way or another with the Jarokovan? Or could there there an outside party trying to make the Jarokovan appear to be the perpetrators of these crimes?"

OOC: Gah, sorry for the delayed response. I had a busy week and forgot to check in ...

Tobin brightens as he reaches the end of the list. He taps on the entry with an index finger. "'Routine care.' Well, that's at least a possibility for a change. Perhaps Lt. Cole and I should pay the monastery a visit and verify that blade is where it's supposed to be."

He flips open his communicator. "Les to Cole. Could I entice you away from your security duties for a few hours? I have a lead on a possibly misplaced weapon at a Jarokovan monastery near the Shival Flats that fits our murder weapon's profile."

Sorak

Quote from: Doug Burke on April 07, 2023, 09:55:14 PM
"Indeed," Sorak replied, his brows still furrowed, "So rather than direct association with, what about their opposition to our beliefs? Have any of them clashed in one way or another with the Jarokovan? Or could there there an outside party trying to make the Jarokovan appear to be the perpetrators of these crimes?"

T'Kiri nods. "I can bring up incident reports around the conference itself, which, forgive me, is something I should have thought to do the moment we realized its connection to the deceased," she says, her fingers working the console as she talks. A moment later, a short list appears on the screen:

(First day of the conference) - Starfleet engineering technician assigned to 40 Eridani Shipyards was injured while riding a two-wheeled personal mechanical conveyance on a proscribed path near the conference center. The technician sustained fractures to his right wrist, right tibia, and right ankle, and several abrasions from elbow to foot on right side, and required medical transport to the city medical center. Seven conference attendees witnessed the accident, two of whom were medical professionals who were the first responders on the scene.

(First day of the conference) - Automated food processor in the second level lounge area suffered a catastrophic failure, spraying steaming liquid in an approximate 58 degree arc over 4.34 meters. No injuries to report. V'Kor safety personnel dispatched to ensure equipment repair met statutory guidelines. Lounge area was offline for three hours, 16 minutes.

(Second day of the conference) - Two conference attendees engaged in an unscheduled public debate on the grounds outside the conference center during the midday break. Five separate calls to local precinct regarding debate attracting "crowds." No violence reported. V'Kor uniformed personnel arrived on scene to discover the debate had ended and crowds had dispersed 7 minutes prior. Subject of the debate revolved around the natures of tuSurak, tuJarok, and tuNirak. Names of the debate participants were not disclosed to uniformed responders. Incident considered "transient and closed."

(Third day of the conference) - Non-attendee denied entrance to conference refused to depart premises on grounds that he was predestined to reveal important information to the assembly, so that they "might shed their inaccurate ideals of independent control of their destinies." V'Kor uniformed personnel responded to scene, where they escorted the self-proclaimed adherent of tuT'Mor to the city medical facility for evaluation. Update (three days later) - Patient was admitted to the city medical facility for a degenerative neurological condition; physicians consider the condition remediable, with a 94.72 percent chance of a full recovery.

Treyva & Asha
"We've been living with that possibility since the day you entered Starfleet," Asha counters. "Loss is part of love. Our sapience gives us an advantage over merely sentient animals; we know in advance what will kill us, and we can personalize this abstract knowledge and twist it into the fear of losing someone dear to us. Rehearsing tragedy, a friend once called it.

"Yes, your profession carries greater risk than mine, or Liera's. But, Sabra's accident had nothing to do with her career," she adds, placing a comforting hand over Treyva's heart. "And plenty of Starfleet officers, even those who are often out on the frontier, like you, survive entire careers without so much as suffering a scratch. Don't rehearse tragedy, and don't be so afraid of loss that you miss out on a great love."

She rests her head on his chest and wraps her arms tightly around his waist. "No matter what, know that Liera and I and the rest of us will always support you."

Tobin & Cole

Quote from: Nolmir on April 10, 2023, 01:47:55 PM
Tobin brightens as he reaches the end of the list. He taps on the entry with an index finger. "'Routine care.' Well, that's at least a possibility for a change. Perhaps Lt. Cole and I should pay the monastery a visit and verify that blade is where it's supposed to be."

"Jarokovans are adherents of a sect that seek to experience emotions as part of their path to logic," T'Kalla remarks. "I cannot say I understand the appeal; I experienced uncontrolled emotions early in my recovery. It was not...comfortable.

"I do not begin to know the structure of a refuge for ascetic emotional experience, but Jarokovans are still Vulcans. If you present logical arguments, they should see it. It is my hope they render the access and aid you require."

QuoteHe flips open his communicator. "Les to Cole. Could I entice you away from your security duties for a few hours? I have a lead on a possibly misplaced weapon at a Jarokovan monastery near the Shival Flats that fits our murder weapon's profile."

OOC: Renny, just as a reminder, Cole was camping in the Shival Flats when he had the sehlat encounter.

Quote from: Nolmir on April 10, 2023, 01:47:55 PM
He flips open his communicator. "Les to Cole. Could I entice you away from your security duties for a few hours? I have a lead on a possibly misplaced weapon at a Jarokovan monastery near the Shival Flats that fits our murder weapon's profile."

Cole opens his communicator in response.

"Yes sir. We have things in hand, at least for now. I can be spared for a while. I can be ready in ten minutes."

Remembering his recent visit to the Flats, Cole wonders idly whether he might be able to find out how Sadek had faired in his kahs-wan.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on April 12, 2023, 03:48:20 PM
"Jarokovans are adherents of a sect that seek to experience emotions as part of their path to logic," T'Kalla remarks. "I cannot say I understand the appeal; I experienced uncontrolled emotions early in my recovery. It was not...comfortable.

"I do not begin to know the structure of a refuge for ascetic emotional experience, but Jarokovans are still Vulcans. If you present logical arguments, they should see it. It is my hope they render the access and aid you require."

Tobin smiles. "I count myself lucky that you do at least seem amused by my experience of emotions, then. I'm sure the lieutenant and I will have no difficulty."

Quote from: Renny on April 15, 2023, 04:06:49 PM
"Yes sir. We have things in hand, at least for now. I can be spared for a while. I can be ready in ten minutes."

"Excellent, Mr. Cole," Tobin replies, transmitting the monastery's location to Cole. "I'll meet you there."

Tobin & Cole
A half-hour later, the two officers materialize on a low plateau overlooking the southeastern Shival Flats, the unbroken grayish-brown expanse of packed earth spread out below.

Behind them, an open stone windswept plaza leads to an ancient wall that shows the marks of more than a thousand years of desert weather. Beyond the six-meter-high walls, highly-polished orange-and-brown stone slabs between heavy graystone archways form the roof of the main building within.

Near the large front gate, a solitary Vulcan in traditional temple guard attire stands sentry over the plaza, watching the newcomers dispassionately.

Treyva returned the embrace, then pulled away, a smile on his face. "Thank you, love." He turned once again toward the viewscreen. "What do you make of these keynotes?"

OOC: Asha Insight + Science (10/4) vs. Difficulty 1.

Treyva & Asha
OOC: 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated. Asha will spend that on Obtain Information.

Current
Momentum 6
Threat 10

She pauses for several moments to study the keynote titles.

T'Pak spoke on mental techniques to structure mental disciplines to pattern the stability of geostructures. "That would've been a fascinating analogy to hear," Asha comments.

Verrin discussed the metaphysics of the desert as it applies to logic and discipline, and T'Kiri's brother Talvar spoke on how he applied his investigative skill toward self-examination and strengthening his emotional discipline.

Commerce Ministry Deputy Administrator (for interprovincial commerce) Taavai continued T'Loris' Surakian economics theme, focusing on maintaining Surakian values and discipline when entering into commerce with non-Vulcan entities.

Professor Vorothal presented a "reminder" of the core values of Surak, the reasons for his theories and application of his values, and the theories behind why Vulcans are best suited to tuSurak.

OOC: Just so we don't have to look for them, here are the keynotes I detailed earlier:

Karatek spoke on "Techniques of Emotional Control" and "The Blurred Line Between Emotion and Passion."
T'Loris' speech centered on "The Economics of Surak."
The academy administrator Sotir counseled on "Steering Youths Away from Emotionalism."
Spalan himself spoke on "The Intersection of Passion and Crime on Vulcan."
N'Varas discussed "Kolinahr in Public Life."

I believe I've now covered the titles/general subjects of all ten keynote speakers (both victims and those who may be next).

"The first thing I see are these cautions against 'passions' and 'emotionalism,' Sorak's father even directly connecting the former to crime," she says. "I wouldn't go so far as to accuse any Vulcan of holding prejudices, but...

"Some of these others, though, it would seem pretty innocuous - techniques for study, self-reflection, practical applications in business/public professions - they seem unconnected to the others, except for the fact they were delivered in the same conference. Would we be able to get our hands on the transcripts of the speeches themselves? The connections may be in them, which would mean either our killer also read the transcripts or possibly attended the conference."

Tobin steps forward, trying to keep in mind the various tips he's received from T'Kalla on interacting with Vulcans. "Live long and prosper. I am Lt. Com. Tobin Les of Starfleet, and this is my colleague, Lt. Durham Cole," he says formally, presenting the traditional salute with his right hand. "We wish to speak with the leadership of your community."

Sorak goes over the list of incidents at the conference before Shaking his head, "The only incident that seems related to me is the spirited debate from the second day of the conference. But that seems to be a dead end, informationally."

He thinks for a moment and then says, "I still feel that we are looking at an incomplete image. There is at least one piece of the puzzle eluding our grasp."

Quote from: Nolmir on April 24, 2023, 01:13:58 PM
Tobin steps forward, trying to keep in mind the various tips he's received from T'Kalla on interacting with Vulcans. "Live long and prosper. I am Lt. Com. Tobin Les of Starfleet, and this is my colleague, Lt. Durham Cole," he says formally, presenting the traditional salute with his right hand. "We wish to speak with the leadership of your community."

Cole mimics the salute, following his senior officers' example. He tries to evaporate the beads of sweat already gathering on his forehead through sheer force of will,  inwardly cursing the need for Starfleet uniform in the dry Vulcan climate.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on April 24, 2023, 11:25:05 AM
"Would we be able to get our hands on the transcripts of the speeches themselves? The connections may be in them, which would mean either our killer also read the transcripts or possibly attended the conference."

Treyva nodded. "Yes, the playback and the transcript of each one should be available on the public network." He tapped a couple of controls on the console. "That should do it."

OOC: Do I need to roll anything for that, Davy?

Treyva & Asha
OOC: This will be an Insight + Science task vs. Difficulty 0. Asha can assist with the same. (Note: Obtain Information Momentum spends will be important here.)

Current
Momentum 6
Threat 10

Sorak & T'Kiri
"I agree. Something is not yet in place," T'Kiri says. "My interest, though, wants to return to the impromptu debate. The external areas of the conference center are all covered by sensors; at least one of them should have captured it.

"I understand the logic of not pursuing what in isolation appears to be a non-incident, but, in light of the conference's connections to the deceased, it can no longer be ignored," she notes. "We also should see if Treyva is willing to delve deeper into the transcripts of the each keynote address, if he has not already begun to do so."

Tobin & Cole
"Peace and long life, Lt. Cmdr. Tobin Les and Lt. Cole," the sentry intones, raising his hand in salute. "Please follow me."

He opens the gate and gestures the two officers inside. Within, another sentry nods to his compatriot and takes the other's place in front of the entrance, closing the gate behind him. The narrow walkway from the gate zigs, then zags, and opens up into a small triangular courtyard that holds a cauldron with flames licking up a good meter from it - Tobin surmises some sort of natural or constructed methane-like source fuels it.

On the far side of the courtyard is the large building with the arched roof sections they saw towering over the outer wall. A trio of robed Vulcans stand in conference in front of simple, yet meticulously appointed doors, and they look up when they notice the approaching offworlders. One of them offers a slight smile and rasies his hand in salutation.

"Peace and long life to you. I am Sikor. What is the purpose of your visit?"

Treyva Insight + Science (9+5) Task, TN 14, D0
Observation Focus might apply

Asha Insight + Science (10+4) Assist, TN 14
There's an outside chance that Statistics might come into play, but I'm not holding my breath

Let's see how this goes.

Quote"My interest, though, wants to return to the impromptu debate. The external areas of the conference center are all covered by sensors; at least one of them should have captured it.

"I understand the logic of not pursuing what in isolation appears to be a non-incident, but, in light of the conference's connections to the deceased, it can no longer," she notes. "We also should see if Treyva is willing to delve deeper into the transcripts of the each keynote address, if he has not already begun to do so."

Sorak raises an eyebrow and nods, "Agreed on both points.  If you would access the sensor logs,  I shall make a suggestion to the capitan."

OOC: I'll allow Observation, but, yeah, Statistics is too far from this type of analysis.

1 Success each for Treyva and Asha, for a total of 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 0. Success, plus 2 Momentum generated. Both Momentum must be spent now or lost.

As they look deeper into the transcripts, Treyva and Asha begin to understand some of the lingo (if Vulcans could ever be accused of using lingo, that is). First, the term "emotionalism" or "emotional indulgence" is what adherents of tuSurak will sometimes call the practices of tuJarok and tuNirak. In general, it is the voluntary experience of emotions. (Given that involuntarily experiencing particularly strong emotions can actually kill a Vulcan, adherents of tuSurak consider this a dangerous thing.)

Second, "passions" are strong emotions, specifically negative emotions. Passions include primal drives, such as lust and fear, but also higher passions, like anger and love.

They look at Investigator Talvar's address on applying his investigative skills for self-examination and discipline first, since he was the most recently deceased victim. As part of his closing remarks, he stated, "The peace of emotional control allows the mind to achieve greater focus. Data unburdened by emotional indulgence can be organized into useful information. Information then transforms to knowledge. Knowledge then begets understanding, and understanding is the beginning of wisdom. Wisdom, therefore, is achieved with emotional control. I will argue that it cannot be achieved at all with emotionalism."

They're about to expand their search when Treyva's communicator beeps.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on May 03, 2023, 01:00:31 AM
"Peace and long life to you. I am Sikor. What is the purpose of your visit?"

"Live long and prosper," Tobin replies with the other half of the salutation. "I am Lt. Com. Tobin Les; this is my colleague Lt. Durham Cole. As part of a joint Starfleet/Vulcan investigation, we would like to inspect an ancient Vulcan hunting blade, created by S'harien, that is in the care of your monastery. We believe a similar blade was used in a series of recent murders, which you may have heard of, and we are in the process of ruling out possibilities."

Eyes still fixed on the viewer, Treyva pulled out his communicator and flipped it open. "Treyva here."

"Sorak here, Captain. T'Kiri and I were just discussing the logic of pursuing deeper connections within the keynote addresses. We both thought it prudent to see if you could delve deeper into those speeches, if you have not done so already."

"Asha and I are already doing that, actually. We only just started, so I don't have anything positive yet, but the early readings are interesting. I'll contact you when we've had more of a chance to look things over."

"Excellent, sir. We look forward to hearing from you soon. Sorak out."

Treyva looked to his wife. "Let's see what else we can find, then."

OOC: Going to use both of those Momentum for Obtain Information. I'm not quite certain what to ask, though. I know that we're both looking for more connective tissue between the keynote speeches. I know that's vague, but with my brain in its current state, it's the best I can do.

Treyva & Asha
OOC: Spending 2 Momentum for more connective tissue, aye. (At the bottom of the post, I'll include all relevant snippets from the various keynotes.)

In his "Blurred Line" speech, Karatek called "sampling" emotions "dangerous," even if only pleasant emotions are being indulged in. "To eat is to eat. If you bite part of a green leaf, you are eating the leaf. You cannot separate a microscopic vein from the rest of the fiber. Similarly, sampling a pleasing emotion leaves you vulnerable to experiencing passion. It is a dangerous path to walk."

Verrin's talk included the following: "The desert in its natural state is chaotic; its sands blown about by the winds. It is the "id," the primal drives that flit one way or another. The sands are passion, uncontrolled. Only through the discipline offered by Surak do we bring civilization to the desert; only through the discipline offered by Surak do we tame the sands."

N'Varas revealed in his talk that he grew up as an adherent to tuNirak, which he rejected during his study at the Vulcan Science Academy for tuSurak. He said he considers Kolinahr the "ultimate achievement" of the Vulcan mind and encouraged all Vulcans to attempt it.

The other keynotes follow similar lines of reasoning, making comparisons favoring tuSurak over tuJarok and tuNirak, some even calling emotional indulgence and the philosophies that practice it downright "dangerous." Taken together, the keynotes seem to imply the need to curtail "emotional indulgence" in all its forms.

Asha shakes her head in disbelief. "I - I can't say I'd ever expect hear such sectarian rhetoric from a Vulcan, let alone a whole conference full of them. Is this meant to foment debate between philosophical sects, or is this the beginning of something more?"

Sorak & T'Kiri
It takes a bit longer than the duration of the call for T'Kiri to locate and access the surveillance video for the reported date and time of the impromptu debate. The pair watch as two Vulcans come into view of the closest sensor; both are male, and both are wearing traditional academic robes. The scholar to the right of the other has unfamiliar colors and chevrons, but his companion is wearing the robes of the Vulcan Science Academy. Both Sorak and T'Kiri recognize the robes of a professor of critical thinking and mental discipline - such classes form part of the core of a student's first year at VSA.

They are distant enough from the sensor that their identities are not yet knowable, and they stop about mid frame - the professor to the left on the screen, and the other scholar to the right. Their stances are calm, and there seems to be no detectable agitation in the postures of either man. Within a few minutes, other Vulcans from the conference stop to listen to the ongoing conversation; a few minutes later still, more than two dozen form the audience.

The sensors at this point focus on the scene, telescoping in and enhancing the captured image. At this point, the faces of the debaters are known. The professor is Sanak, and is familiar to Sorak and his mate; they both studied under him for a term during their first years at the VSA. Significantly, while he was not, at least at the time, an adherent of tuJarok, when Sorak began inquiring about the philosophy, Sanak directed him to a communications engineering professor who was, and it was that professor who started Sorak on his philosophical path.

The other scholar has a name and little else in his file - Kavoran, who studied anthropology at Shakan-Geros Academy, an obscure "secondary" academy for Vulcans who do not qualify for the VSA or other "prestige" institutions. (Shakan-Geros has good marks as an institution, and apparently offers a strong municipal governance practicum.) T'Kiri notes the lack of information is rare, but not unknown; some Vulcans just don't have a significant public history, and she has found ascetics often fall into this category.

Audio is difficult to hear, due to distance and ambient noise, but Sorak believes the gist is over claims of "emotional indulgence" being considered a "dangerous" practice; Sanak's argument focuses on evidence of neurological damage caused by experiencing strong emotions, even though he agrees the rhetoric is somewhat excessive, while Kavoran maintains that it is the suppression of emotion that makes experiencing them "dangerous" to practitioners of tuSurak. (Sorak, of course, knows that isn't the case, as he experienced significant neurological distress when he was flooded with emotion while in telepathic contact with the whale-like mystic. Once the crisis was resolved, he required a few days of rest and meditation to recover from the encounter.)

The discussion concludes peacefully after a total of 16 minutes, and the crowd disperses as the pair head back in toward the conference facility.

Tobin & Cole
The science officer's statement is met with matching raised eyebrows from the three ascetics.

"A very specific request, Tobin Les," Sikor answers as the sentry and the other monks depart in different directions. "Which means you have suspicions about this particular weapon. Do you know that we have fourteen blades in our collection?"

He gestures to the pair's left, to a narrow-ish walkway along the main building's (they figure it's a sanctuary) south side, and leads them in that direction. A row of buildings form the left wall of the walkway, with closed doors periodically marking their progress.

As they walk, Sikor continues, "This was a martial monastery during the Time of Awakening, and early converts to tuJarok and tuSurak used some of their ancient practices to help focus their minds as they meditated.

"As they developed more sophisticated disciplines, the adherents of tuSurak moved on, while our Jarokovan predecessors kept the weapons as reminders of our history, both in the pre-Awakening sense and in regards to the evolution of our meditative practices."

He halts at a larger utilitarian building at the end of the row, just after they pass the west end of the sanctuary (where they're met by a triangular courtyard that rests between it, the walkway, and what seems to be a dining facility opposite the sanctuary).

"This is our reliquary," the monk states. "We keep a gallery of our blades and other items of historical value here, as well as a small workshop for preserving and maintaining them."

OOC: I figured I'd gone on long enough; I'll let Nolmir & Renny respond before I take them inside.

*~*~*~*~*
All Keynote Snippets

T'Pak spoke on mental techniques to structure mental disciplines to pattern the stability of geostructures.
-- This is a fairly straightforward discussion, where T'Pak outlines the disciplines she has developed. "These techniques should not be attempted by minds not familiar and practiced in the basic mental disciplines taught by Surak...that is, youths not complete in their philosophies and those who engage in emotional indulgence."

Verrin discussed the metaphysics of the desert as it applies to logic and discipline, and T'Kiri's brother Talvar spoke on how he applied his investigative skill toward self-examination and strengthening his emotional discipline.
-- Verrin: "The desert in its natural state is chaotic; its sands blown about by the winds. It is the "id," the primal drives that flit one way or another. The sands are passion, uncontrolled. Only through the discipline offered by Surak do we bring civilization to the desert; only through the discipline offered by Surak do we tame the sands."
-- Talvar: "The peace of emotional control allows the mind to achieve greater focus. Data muddled by emotional indulgence can be organized into useful information. Information then transforms to knowledge. Knowledge then begets understanding, and understanding is the beginning of wisdom. Wisdom, therefore, is achieved with emotional control. I will argue that it cannot be achieved at all with emotionalism."

Commerce Ministry Deputy Administrator (for interprovincial commerce) Taavai continued T'Loris' Surakian economics theme, focusing on maintaining Surakian values and discipline when entering into commerce with non-Vulcan entities.

Professor Vorothal presented a "reminder" of the core values of Surak, the reasons for his theories and application of his values, and the theories behind why Vulcans are best suited to tuSurak.
-- Also straightforward, it focuses on the positive attributes of tuSurak, contrasting its strengths against other mainstream groups

Karatek spoke on "Techniques of Emotional Control" and "The Blurred Line Between Emotion and Passion."
-- While his "Techniques" talk is largely technical, in his "Blurred Line" speech, he called "sampling" emotions "dangerous," even if only pleasant emotions are being indulged in. "To eat is to eat. If you bite part of a green leaf, you are eating the leaf. You cannot separate a microscopic vein from the rest of the fiber. Similarly, sampling a pleasing emotion leaves you vulnerable to experiencing passion. It is a dangerous path to walk."

T'Loris' speech centered on "The Economics of Surak."
-- A straightforward talk, it includes data on the productive power of the three major Vulcan philosophies, showing tuSurak to be "far superior," in her conclusion.

The academy administrator Sotir counseled on "Steering Youths Away from Emotionalism."
-- Sotir warned directly against allowing adolescents to study tuNirak, because it and its "more dangerous cousin" tuJarok can and will permanently harm a young Vulcan's ability to suppress emotion as an adult. The disciplines of Surak must be practiced from a young age, or the mind will not have the strength to withstand the onslaught of deadly emotions that come with the transition to adulthood."

Spalan himself spoke on "The Intersection of Passion and Crime on Vulcan."
-- Spalan's talk dealt mostly with the results of a mental health assessment of 452 criminals in Vulcan society from Stardate 7426 to 8510, showing a strong correlation between diagnosed mental instabilities (in the form of passions) and criminal acts committed by the subjects. The study doesn't go so far as to assign causation to passions, but the conclusions are pretty damning for "emotionalism" and the "indulgence of passion."

N'Varas discussed "Kolinahr in Public Life."
-- The principal investigator's talk includes his history of growing up an adherent of tuNirak to rejecting it in favor of tuSurak at the Vulcan Science Academy and his eventual path to Kolinahr. He purposefully makes no judgment against tuNirak in his keynote, but expresses the idea that Kolinahr is the ultimate achievement of a Vulcan mind, and that all should pursue it as best they can.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on May 10, 2023, 05:48:53 PM

Tobin & Cole
The science officer's statement is met with matching raised eyebrows from the three ascetics.

"A very specific request, Tobin Les," Sikor answers as the sentry and the other monks depart in different directions. "Which means you have suspicions about this particular weapon. Do you know that we have fourteen blades in our collection?"

He gestures to the pair's left, to a narrow-ish walkway along the main building's (they figure it's a sanctuary) south side, and leads them in that direction. A row of buildings form the left wall of the walkway, with closed doors periodically marking their progress.

As they walk, Sikor continues, "This was a martial monastery during the Time of Awakening, and early converts to tuJarok and tuSurak used some of their ancient practices to help focus their minds as they meditated.

"As they developed more sophisticated disciplines, the adherents of tuSurak moved on, while our Jarokovan predecessors kept the weapons as reminders of our history, both in the pre-Awakening sense and in regards to the evolution of our meditative practices."

He halts at a larger utilitarian building at the end of the row, just after they pass the west end of the sanctuary (where they're met by a triangular courtyard that rests between it, the walkway, and what seems to be a dining facility opposite the sanctuary).

"This is our reliquary," the monk states. "We keep a gallery of our blades and other items of historical value here, as well as a small workshop for preserving and maintaining them."

Glancing at Les before responding, Cole speaks appreciatively. "I would like to thank you for your cooperation in this matter. Would it be acceptable for me to run comparative scans on these items using my tricorder. Hopefully we can rule these weapons out of our investigations without the need to handle them at all."

"Yes, I believe that will be the case," Tobin agrees with Cole. "Our reconstruction of the weapon from crime scene evidence has resulted in a rather specific profile."

He glances at the reliquary building. "Do you mind if I ask what security you have in place to protect your relics? I'm sure they must be quite valuable, not to mention potentially contentious artifacts in the minds of non-Jarokovan Vulcans."

Tobin & Cole
"Yes, it is acceptable to scan the relics," Sikor says. "Please follow me." He gestures toward the reliquary and enters ahead of the pair as Tobin asks his question.

Quote from: Nolmir on May 11, 2023, 10:38:51 AM"Do you mind if I ask what security you have in place to protect your relics? I'm sure they must be quite valuable, not to mention potentially contentious artifacts in the minds of non-Jarokovan Vulcans."

As the monk stops and turns on his heel, the officers get their first glance inside the dimly-lit space. Several dozen artifacts rest on stands, pillows, and ornate platforms of varied design, many appearing as ancient as the items they're supporting. Some are behind transparent cases, others appear to be within some kind of field. The blades are easy to pick out, as they're displayed along the wall opposite the door. Some are mounted vertically, some horizontally, and they range from two-handed greatswords to glorified daggers, all well cared for as if they are used daily.

"We are not without means of security, but you are applying your standards of conduct imprecisely," he answers politely through a slight smile. "There is no logic in coming to a remote monastery to steal a weapon for the commission of one or more crimes, or to sate a desire for possessing a work of art - which, even for those of us who voluntarily experience emotion, is an anathema to our way of life.

"These artefacts have been in our care without loss for two millennia, and only myself and my brethren and sustren ever remove them from their places, and only then occasionally for care or study," the Vulcan concludes.

He turns again and leads them along the back wall to a display. The security field is powered down, and the wall hooks from which a blade is normally hung are empty. "This is where your S'harien hunting blade is displayed, but it is currently in our workshop for its annual preservation."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on May 11, 2023, 01:58:56 PM
"We are not without means of security, but you are applying your standards of conduct imprecisely," he answers politely through a slight smile. "There is no logic in coming to a remote monastery to steal a weapon for the commission of one or more crimes, or to sate a desire for possessing a work of art - which, even for those of us who voluntarily experience emotion, is an anathema to our way of life.

"These artefacts have been in our care without loss for two millennia, and only myself and my brethren and sustren ever remove them from their places, and only then occasionally for care or study," the Vulcan concludes.

He turns again and leads them along the back wall to a display. The security field is powered down, and the wall hooks from which a blade is normally hung are empty. "This is where your S'harien hunting blade is displayed, but it is currently in our workshop for its annual preservation."

Tobin nods respectfully at the polite rebuke. "I would never question a Vulcan on matters of logic," he says with a smile. "But we must nevertheless investigate all possibilities, regardless of how far-fetched they may seem."

He glances at the blank spot on the wall. "We would of course like to see the blade if possible. How long has it been removed for the preservation work?"

Tobin & Cole
Sikor nods and leads them to the other side of the display room. "Ritually, blades are attended for a period of sixty-five days. This is day 47, I believe," he says, stopping at a small ell in the chamber, where a rather short door (noticeably smaller than the standard two meter design most prevalent in the Federation) sits on the inside adjacent wall. The Vulcan gestures toward the door, and Tobin opens it to reveal stone carved stairs leading to what appears to be an open cellar below. Both he and Cole feel like they have to dip their heads slightly to pass through into the stairwell and down the first couple of steps.

As they descend, they find a large open floor workshop, filled with ancient tools and well-maintained stone tables and workbenches. What appears to be an ancient forge lies dormant, though the officers believe it may see infrequent use. Looking to the left as they come off the stairs, more workbenches form a boundary of sorts with an open area beyond, and they think they see some sort of decorative wood flooring that expands several meters down and across.

A lone Vulcan in practical martial arts attire slowly performs several maneuvers with a blade in hand, each step, thrust, and cut carefully choreographed. Sikor takes the lead as they quietly approach and stop at the edge of the wooden floor section, their guide seemingly content to wait until they're acknowledged. The floor itself is incredibly well-preserved, and Tobin estimates it must be hundreds of years old, at least. The blade catches their eye, and Tobin recognizes it immediately as a hunting blade style, masterfully crafted and glinting brilliantly in the yellow-orange glow of the workshop lighting.

The scene continues largely in silence for several moments, save for the subtle swishing of fabric against fabric with the martial artist's graceful motions. Even though he isn't a swordsman, Cole recognizes that this monk is not simply meditating; the precision of his maneuvers are one of a master practitioner.

At no point does the practicing monk turn in their direction, but, after an indeterminate interval, he pauses and says, "You know how rigidly I keep my schedule, Brother Sikor; can this visit not wait until the end of the hour?"

"I do not believe it can, Brother Kavoran," Sikor responds calmly, although Cole catches the faintest raise of an eyebrow. "These officers from Starfleet are investigating a series of murders, and believe a weapon like Wuzud t'i-Sartyra* was used to commit them. They are here to perform a scan of the ancient honored blade."

* Long Tooth of I-Sartyra -Ed

Kavoran comes to rest in a defensive position, still facing away but turning his head just enough to view the others out of the corner of his eye. He then straightens and turns, in one fluid movement laying the blade along the length of his forearm, grip resting in the palm of his hand and two fingers touching the weapon's pommel. It isn't lost on Cole that Kavoran could easily strike quickly from that pose.

He approaches the trio and nods. "Live long and prosper, gentlemen. Let us adjourn to a table, so that I may set this down for your scan. Do either of you have experience with such weapons?"

Cole forces himself to relax, and take his eyes off the blade to meet the gaze of Kavoran, despite the pull of his instincts to watch for a strike. He performs what he hopes is an acceptable and respectful bow.

"My own training experience is more in unarmed disciplines, but I can see the workmanship that has gone into the forging of the blade. It is...beautiful, if that is the right word for such an object."

Tobin & Cole
"Do not be afraid to acknowledge beauty when you find it," Kavoran says as he places the weapon down on a table and steps aside. "Beauty can be found in all things, even those with a destructive purpose."

Laid out before them, Tobin and Cole finally get a close look at Wuzud t'i-Sartyra. It's surprisingly utilitarian in basic design, as if it was constructed for combat. There are no excessive flourishes anywhere - neither on the blade, the hilt, the grip, nor the pommel. By contrast, the precision of the design stands out; every detail fits perfectly with the next; the weapon couldn't have been fabricated on the ship any more precisely than the master artisan did by hand. Even the engraving work appears practical, as if it was designed to enhance the function of the blade instead of being purely decorative..

They notice a couple of notches along the cutting edge, signs of combat use, though when each occurred is impossible to tell without detailed scans.

OOC: Nolmir, please have Tobin attempt a Reason + Science task vs. Difficulty 1. (Success at Cost will be in play, as Tobin will receive some useful information regardless of success or failure.)

Current
Momentum 6
Threat 10

Tobin nods respectfully to Kavoran as he produces his tricorder and begins scanning.

OOC: Reason (11) + Science (5) vs. Difficulty 1

Tobin & Cole
OOC: 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated. That Momentum must be spent or lost.

Just as a reminder, if Tobin spends Momentum to Obtain Information, he gets to ask one additional question in total.

The blade's alloy is a very close match to the chipped piece; the tricorder marks with 99 percent certainty. The sword was definitely made from the same material as the chip. The notches, however are quite old, and do not appear to have been worked or repaired recently. The blade shows signs of recent work having been done in several places along the blade.

OOC: Hmm ... I definitely want to spend that Momentum. And Chief Science Officer gives me a bonus Momentum for Obtain Information, so I could ask three questions without dipping into the pool. Here's what comes to mind:

1. What sort of recent repairs have been done to the blade?
2. Are there any foreign substances on it? (Blood, cleaning agent, etc.)

I'm open to suggestions on the third question, since nothing's leaping to mind.

OOC: I'll answer the first two while you folks decide on a third:

1. With modern techniques in alloy maintenance and repair, it's very difficult to tell when something has been repaired after about a day or so. Looking about the chamber, Tobin recognizes modern hand tools mixed in with archaic ones, meaning the monks here have access to such techniques.

That said, Tobin identifies two places along the blade (not near an old nick) where the etching has been almost imperceptibly distorted. It's certainly not something that would be noticeable with the naked eye. These would be places of repair, but the tricorder can't determine their ages.

2. The tricorder detects traces of an alcohol-based cleaning agent and a fine coating of apian wax of Vulcan origin over the entire blade. And, at the inside point of the notch closest to the point, there's the most microscopic fleck of dried blood.

OOC: One option for a third question would be a follow-up to 2, to glean information from the speck of blood.

Another option would be a follow-up to 1, to determine the nature of the repairs that resulted in the slight distortion to the etching.

OOC: Sorry, got distracted over the holiday weekend. I actually kinda want more information on both topics, so let's spend a point of Momentum to ask a follow-up to each: How old is the dried blood; and what sort of damage were the repairs fixing?

I imagine genomic sequencing of the blood is beyond the capabilities of a tricorder, but that would certainly be a priority if we can get it to a lab, to see if it matches any of our victims.

OOC: I agree with the Momentum spend. Worth it to get answers to those questions, I think.

OOC: Acknowledging the spending on 1 additional Momentum to ask another question.

Getting blood to the lab isn't necessary in the 23rd Century. Scanning the blood with the tricorder is sufficient to gain the necessary information to determine the owner's identity (within the limits of degradation of DNA over time...which is usually within four days of exsanguination); you only need to transmit the blood DNA data to the ship's lab for comparison to known individuals, or to relay the data to relevant local databases for comparison.

The dried blood is approximately eight days old (equates to Stardate 8862, two days before the first recorded death), by the tricorder's reckoning; the device is unable to detect any surviving DNA sequences that would allow for identification of the owner. It does identify the blood type, however, which is Vulcan-B-positive (about 13.5 percent of all Vulcans carry this blood type).

Based on the tricorder's detailed scans, the damage to the blade was likely from an impact against a solid object that has some give - wood, brick, stucco, densely-woven fibers (both natural and synthetic), advanced light composites, or dense muscle & bone. (Against something harder, the blade would be more severely deformed, possibly even broken, but there's no evidence of that.) Also, damage like this would likely induce chipping; new metal would have to be added to fill in the missing section, or it would be shaped into a notch to maintain material strength. Modern techniques, such as the ones that the monks use, would make such repairs extremely difficult to detect, even by scans.

Still, a repair point like this would likely be weaker than other areas, meaning it would be prone to repeated damage. The tricorder readings suggest the two repair points are like this; while the replacement metal has been seamlessly integrated into the rest of the blade (and, from the looks of it, the Vulcans may have a supply of billets of the same original alloy to perform such repairs...or they have the formulation so precise that the variance is nigh undetectable...the latter is less likely, given the legendary nature of S'harien's alleged mastery), the deformation of the etching indicates these sections of the blade have been repaired numerous times over the life of the weapon.

Current
Momentum 5
Threat 10

Looking up from the tricorder to Kavoran, Tobin says, "The alloy is certainly a match to our forensic evidence." He pauses for a moment, glancing in Cole's direction, then asks, "Has there been a training accident recently?"

OOC: For ease of reading, I've removed Renny's responses & Nolmir's clarification.

Neither Vulcan reacts to Tobin's confirmation, but Kavoran's eyebrow shoots up in response to the apparent non-sequitur, before the monk recognizes the gist of his question. He holds up his left thumb, which shows a thin incision about a centimeter or so long along its length. "Not training, but maintenance. Since a few of us do occasionally practice with these weapons as part of our meditations, misplaced or accidental strikes are a risk," he says. "I completed repairs to a small nick eight days ago -" he points to one of the areas Tobin identified as "repaired" in his scans "- in this area. My hand slipped while manipulating the blade, and I incised my thumb on the preserved notch here." He indicates the spot where Tobin found the blood speck.

"Minor injuries during maintenance are an uncommon occurrence, but not rare," Sikor adds. "One of our number was a physician before she turned to a life of contemplation. She serves as our healer, and can attest to the incident."

"I see," Tobin nods. "I would like to speak with her to verify the accident. And of course we would like to see any security records you have that can confirm the sword has not left the monastery grounds."

He turns to Cole. "Do you have any further questions for these gentlemen, Lieutenant?"

Quote from: Nolmir on June 16, 2023, 09:50:33 AM"I see," Tobin nods. "I would like to speak with her to verify the accident. And of course we would like to see any security records you have that can confirm the sword has not left the monastery grounds."

Sikor nods his assent to the Trill's request to speak with the healer. When Tobin asks to see security records, he responds, "We are neither a government entity, nor a corporation with obligations to its owners and shareholders. We are accountable only to ourselves in a place set aside for us by the founder of our movement. This monastery is purely a place of introspection and contemplation of the mysteries of logic through emotion. We keep no logs, and we have no security facilities beyond the loyal temple guards who are an intimate part of our sacred community."

QuoteHe turns to Cole. "Do you have any further questions for these gentlemen, Lieutenant?"

Cole considered for a moment. Sikor's comments would seem to indicate that determining who could have had access to the blade would be virtually impossible.

"Not at this time, sir, no"

"Thank you, Brother Kavoran," Sikor says, and he leads them back up to the main level. They leave the building and return the way they came, stopping three doors down from the display room. The monk raps on the door, then enters, and a female Vulcan in similar robes looks up from a small spartan desk along the front wall.

"Sikor. Is someone in need of assistance?" she says, her tone...kind, which is a strange thing to say of a Vulcan. Even for Tobin.

The guide bows slightly and steps aside to introduce the newcomers. "T'Laang. This is Lt. Commander Tobin Les of USS Drake, and his colleague, Lieutenant Cole. They have questions for you regarding Kavoran's incident eight days ago."

T'Laang raises an inquisitive eyebrow and stands to meet the officers. "Peace and long life to you, gentlemen. Please, ask your questions. I will answer within the limits of my oath."

"Live long and prosper, T'Laang," Tobin replies. "Please forgive the intrusion -- we don't intend to take too much of your time. Could you confirm for us the nature of Kavoran's injury that day?"

"Yes, Kavoran entered here 26 minutes prior to evening meditation," she begins.

Sikor explains, "Evening meditation occurs daily at sundown."

T'Laang nods and continues, "He presented a clean incision on the distal phalanx of his left thumb, approximately 11.3 millimeters in length and 7.4 millimeters at its deepest, consistent with a finely-sharpened blade edge. I cleaned the wound, scanned the area to ensure there was no damage to the bone or anything that could hamper digital movement, and then applied a basic dermal suture."

Sorak & T'Kiri
T'Kiri notes, "I will direct Ayhan and T'Ara to uncover more information about this Kavoran," T'Kiri says to her mate. "In the meantime, I would be very interested in hearing Professor Sanak's assessment of the discussion and his opponent. Do you agree?"

Sorak nods, "I concur. Perhaps that should be our next step?"

Sorak & T'Kiri
Once the uniformed officers are given their task, husband and wife take a direct transport over to the Vulcan Science Academy. The familiar ancient buildings bring with them a certain nostalgia for the pair, reminders of how they met and how their novel relationship grew during their academic years. Now, a new generation of young Vulcans stride through the courtyards, some alone, some in discussion with their peers, traveling from one hall to another during the "passing period" between classes.

Professor Sanak's office is in the wan-kurkov-clad* low-rise structure, reserved for academic administration and common first year classes. The pair enter through the main doors and T'Kiri presents her credentials to get past the lobby receptionist gatekeeper.

* Wan-kurkov = "whitestone," an archaic functional manufactured stone used to reflect heat from buildings; it hasn't been used on new construction in nearly 400 years, but some "iconic" buildings retain the look. - Ed

As they pass a pair of potted plants that were brand new when the couple were students, she observes with a slight smile of contentment, "I find it intriguing that, through the context of emotional memory, mundane items and locations take on a significance when viewed through a particular 'lens,' as it were. It was by those reeds that we planned our first date, and they have since grown and created new shoots, symbolic of our own growth from the seeds planted that day."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on June 26, 2023, 01:18:30 PM
T'Laang nods and continues, "He presented a clean incision on the distal phalanx of his left thumb, approximately 11.3 millimeters in length and 7.4 millimeters at its deepest, consistent with a finely-sharpened blade edge. I cleaned the wound, scanned the area to ensure there was no damage to the bone or anything that could hamper digital movement, and then applied a basic dermal suture."

"Did he mention how he acquired the injury?" Tobin asks.

Tobin & Cole
"No explanation was required. Kavoran is our most proficient brother in maintaining our collection of weapons, and it forms a core part of his meditation," she says. "A minor, if deep, cut consistent with a thumb slipping on a blade, or the mistaken placement of said thumb on a blade.

"This was not his first such injury, nor do I expect it will be his last."

Seeing dissatisfaction on the faces of the Starfleet officers, the healer adds, "We do not engage in small talk, as you would put it. Nor do we feel compelled to fill silence with sound. A simple wound that is similar to previous wounds that I have treated needs no explanation, and seeking one provides no insight, especially when you know the patterns and routines of another.

"If you must know, we talked about pain and the experience of emotions that surround trauma - even minor traumas such as his cut. He noted he experienced a brief moment of frustration in the aftermath and how his immediate urge was to seek to suppress it, and stated that he intended to meditate on amygdalan suppression and how it plays a role in our various philosophies."

QuoteAs they pass a pair of potted plants that were brand new when the couple were students, she observes with a slight smile of contentment, "I find it intriguing that, through the context of emotional memory, mundane items and locations take on a significance when viewed through a particular 'lens,' as it were. It was by those reeds that we planned our first date, and they have since grown and created new shoots, symbolic of our own growth from the seeds planted that day."

Sorak nods thoughtfully, "One wonders, would it be considered superstitious to be glad that the plants are still as healthy as our relationship,  and vice verse?"

"I see," Tobin replies. "Thank you for taking a few moments to indulge us."

OOC: I think I'm ready to move on unless you have something, Renny.

OOC: No I don't think Cole has anything to add. The story here seems to be consistent and fits the facts.

Sorak & T'Kiri
"An interesting hypothesis," she responds, a hint of playfulness in her otherwise level tone. "Does noting a parallel and taking solace in it make one superstitious? Would the reeds be considered superstitious for drawing delight from the fact that our relationship has grown as they have?"

The pair reach the turbolifts and press the call button. One quickly arrives, and they direct it to the third level. Once there, they turn right and travel down the familiar office-lined corridor; just about every nameplate displays a recognizable identity, as if time stopped for the academy in the two-plus decades since their matriculation. Finally, at the third door from the end of the corridor, they find the office of Professor Sanak.

The aged academician is sitting at his desk, poring over a codex of some kind; neither Sorak nor T'Kiri recognize it by its form. Their pause at the door almost seems reflexive - muscle memory of being forced to wait in stillness until recognized by their teacher.

Without looking, the visible eyebrow lifts a scant millimeter and a soft, but surprisingly frailer baritone voice than either of them remember drones, "One would think we were transported back in time to your first year, the way you haunt my threshold."

Sanak lifts his gaze to his former pupils and adds, "It is most agreeable to see you both well. I have been made aware that you have prospered since your graduations, both professionally and personally. I expected nothing less from such bright young students.

"Now, what brings you to see me?"

Tobin & Cole
T'Laang nods her head, a slight smile gracing her lips. "Of course. Gentlemen."

She turns and heads through a door on the other side of the room. Sikor then gestures toward the way out and says, "I hope we have satisfied your curiosity. Please bear in mind it is possible, however remotely, that a previously unknown blade of that recipe has survived to the present day. Master S'harien crafted blades using various alloy recipes, and kept a significant supply of each. We are the inheritors of some of those, but there were others that are now lost to time."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on July 13, 2023, 01:48:30 PMSikor then gestures toward the way out and says, "I hope we have satisfied your curiosity. Please bear in mind it is possible, however remotely, that a previously unknown blade of that recipe has survived to the present day. Master S'harien crafted blades using various alloy recipes, and kept a significant supply of each. We are the inheritors of some of those, but there were others that are now lost to time."

Cole's eyebrows rose slightly at this. "May I ask if such a blade was discovered, where would it's finder take it to have it identified, assuming the average individual would not recognise it's significance?"

"An astute question, Durham Cole, and one to which there are many possible answers," Sikor responds as they make their way to the front entrance of the complex. "While it is impossible to know the exact mindset of any potential individual discoverer of such an artifact, one could presume most would inform the relevant local authorities, or bring the item to the nearest university or cultural authority for identification and authentication.

"Very few would seek to retain the artifact - if it has no ancestral value, there's little reason to keep an item that logically should be donated for study, preservation, and display," the Vulcan concludes. "However, please note that I am no expert in psychology."

Quote"Does noting a parallel and taking solace in it make one superstitious? Would the reeds be considered superstitious for drawing delight from the fact that our relationship has grown as they have?"

"Superstitious or not, the solace itself is its own reward, I would think," the engineer replies with a half-smile. "And, has they the cognition to support such ruminations, I am certain the reeds would likely agree."

On entering Sanak's office, Sorak sobers and nods sagely to the professors greeting. "We are honored by your hospitality, professor," He says, "and come seeking your input regarding a public discussion you held with Kavoran outside a recent conference."

Sorak & T'Kiri
Sanak's brow furrows as he searches his memory for the name; a nod of recognition sweeps it away and he answers, "I never knew the scholar's name, but I remember the conversation well.

"His arguments suggested to me he was an adherent of your branch of philosophy," the professor recalls. "They were strongly presented and quite logical; it made for a fascinating discussion, and I cannot remember the last time I was involved in such a lively debate. I am not ashamed to admit I enjoyed it. Kavoran, you said his name was? I do not recognize it, nor did I recognize the color scheme of his academic robes."

"I hate to give the appearance that I am particularly suspicious of your community, Sikor," Tobin says, "but perhaps it would be prudent to undertake an audit of the alloys in your possession to ensure none are missing."

Tobin & Cole
"You are investigating a particularly disturbing series of crimes, Tobin Les; a healthy amount of suspicion is warranted," Sikor assures the science officer. "Nevertheless, we will take your suggestion under advisement."

He sees the two men to the front gate, and the sentry opens it for them. "May you find your quarry, gentlemen," Sikor adds before he returns the way he came.

OOC: What do Tobin & Cole want to do next?

Treyva & Asha
The couple went over the transcripts again, finding no other connections than the common theme of subtle (and sometimes unsubtle) sectarian rhetoric. Asha leans back and rubs her eyes. "I think the words are starting to blur on me."

Treyva shook his head to clear it. "I don't think I've read that much at one sitting since I was an undergrad," he said. "I wonder how the others are doing." He reached over and keyed the comm panel. "Treyva to Sorak."

OOC: This can, of course, wait until Sorak asks about those robes....

Tobin grimaces as the two officers exit the gate. "I must admit I hoped this visit would have been more fruitful." He pauses a beat, his expression becoming thoughtful before he continues. "Still, we haven't been able to rule out Kavoran or his blade. Lieutenant, do you think we could get access to Vulcan transport records? If, hypothetically speaking, Kavoran had traveled to commit these murders, I would think there should be some record of it."

Quote"Kavoran, you said his name was? I do not recognize it, nor did I recognize the color scheme of his academic robes."

Sorak holds up a finger, "Is it not possible that Kavoran's robes were monastic, rather than academic? Many adepts could provide such a skilled debate, could they not?"

"Had you not raised the possibility, Mr. Sorak, I would never have considered him an ascetic," Sanak admits. "But, one is not born a mystic, is one?"

"No, professor," T'Kiri agrees.

The elder Vulcan nods and turns to his terminal. "Do you know which institute he attended?"

"We do. Shakan-Geros Academy; he achieved 'Three-with-Merit'* in anthropology there."

* Making up something for Vulcan academic degrees. Figured they'd have something other than BS, MS, etc.

Sanak orders his computer to display the academic dress of an anthropology graduate from Shakan-Geros Academy. A moment later he says, "These are the robes I observed," as he turns the display for his former students to see. The color scheme matches what Kavoran was seen wearing on the playback image of the debate.

The professor is about to continue when Sorak's communicator beeps.

OOC: Okay, Treyva & Sorak. You're up.

Quote from: Nolmir on July 31, 2023, 08:28:54 AMLieutenant, do you think we could get access to Vulcan transport records? If, hypothetically speaking, Kavoran had traveled to commit these murders, I would think there should be some record of it."

"I agree, sir," Cole responded briskly, "I'd hoped for something more definitive. I'm sure we can get access to transport records, although we will have to go through channels, so it will take some time."

Tobin nods. "Perhaps T'Kiri can help move that request along." The Trill flips open his communicator and contacts her. When she answers, he replies, "I believe Lt. Cole and I may have a lead on our killer -- a monk by the name of Kavoran. We're hoping you can help us get access to Vulcan transportation records to check on his movements."

OOC: Oh, this should be interesting....

Quote from: Nolmir on August 11, 2023, 03:28:34 PMTobin nods. "Perhaps T'Kiri can help move that request along." The Trill flips open his communicator and contacts her.

Almost simultaneously with Sorak's communicator, T'Kiri's V'Kor communicator chirps. With a glance at both men to excuse herself, she steps into the hallway and answers, "T'Kiri here."

QuoteWhen she answers, he replies, "I believe Lt. Cole and I may have a lead on our killer -- a monk by the name of Kavoran. We're hoping you can help us get access to Vulcan transportation records to check on his movements."

The investigator's eyebrow shoots up. "Sorak and I are currently interviewing a witness who interacted with Kavoran prior to the first murder," she answers. "Access to transport records has more stringent requirements. I will need from you a precisely-worded statement in support of my request. Be as comprehensive as you are able.

"What in your inquiries makes you believe Kavoran should be the primary person of interest?"

"Forgive me, Professor, it is my Captain," Sorak explains as he retrieves his communicator and flips it open, "Sorak here, sir."

Before Treyva can respond, T'Kiri's communicator also beeps for attention.

"I'm afraid the evidence is circumstantial at this point, but not insignificant, in my view," Tobin replies. "He is the guardian and caretaker of a weapon matching the one used in the killings; all other known examples of this style of weapon appear to be on public display or otherwise accounted for. The blade also shows signs of recent repair that could be correlated to damage from use. Additionally, he suffered an injury -- attributed by him to an accident while making repairs -- that matches the timeframe of the killings and could be connected."

"That may suffice," T'Kiri responds. "Please provide a report of your findings, and I will submit them with the request once Sorak and I return."

OOC: Okay, this will be a Presence + Security task vs. Difficulty 2. Either Tobin or Cole can attempt the task, and the other will assist with Presence + Conn. The task will have to be performed at a terminal with access to the ship.

OOC: Ok it looks like I have a better chance at succeeding here as my Presence + Security is 13 vs Tobin's 10. I guess we could just beam back up at this point as the direction of our investigation would seem to depend on us getting access to those records at this point? I'll go ahead and roll for my bit anyway.

Presence 8 + Security 5 vs Difficulty 2

OOC: Looks like three successes there.

OOC: I agree about beaming back up to the ship, no reason for them to stay planetside at this point.OOC: I agree about beaming back up to the ship, no reason for them to stay planetside at this point.

For the assist:For the assist:
Presence (9) + Conn (2)Presence (9) + Conn (2)

Not sure why or how everything got doubled there...  ???

OOC: In the interest of moving forward...

Sorak fills Treyva in on their part of the investigation and T'Kiri adds a brief of Tobin & Cole's conclusions when her call ends. The Vulcans then take their leave of Sanak and return home, while Tobin and Cole return to the ship to compile a report of their interviews and observations.

OOC: We have 3 successes from Cole, and only a Complication from Tobin. So, 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 1 Momentum and 1 Complication generated. The complication will be the denial of the warrant, but you can spend 2 Momentum to counter that.

Current
Momentum 5 (1 pending, Cole)
Threat 10

OOC: I think it's worth spending the Momentum on this

OOC: Yep, agreed.

OOC: Spending 2 Momentum to eliminate Complication, aye.

Tobin & Cole complete their report and forward it to T'Kiri, who submits a request to the warrant-issuing magistrate assigned to the case. The request meets resistance (even the Vulcan surveillance state has its limits), but the investigator is eventually able to convince the magistrate of its merits and obtains permission to access all transporter logs since a week before the beginning of the conference.

The amount of data received is staggering. Some 315 thousand Vulcans transport around the planet each day, leaving them 11 million entries to pore through for what may be fewer than 20 relevant logs.

OOC: How do you folks want to tackle this? Are you relying on Asha's statistical expertise again?

The data is received late in the day, so you can try to power through and work overnight, or let it simmer 'til the morning (unless the Denobulans get on it). Non-Denobulans trying to power through it will have the Exhausted Complication until they get a full 8-hour rest.

Current
Momentum 4
Threat 10

OOC: I think some rest would benefit us, so Cole will recommend tackling the data fresh in the morning.

OOC: As much as Tobin might be inclined to try tackling it immediately, he'll take Cole's advice and leave it for the morning.

OOC: While Vulcans can function at full capacity on less rest than most species, this case seems to lack the dire urgency that would indicate a reduced rest period.

The transporter log data comes in late in the day, and Tobin and Cole decide they should listen to their bodies and not try to tackle it overnight.

Tobin has dinner with T'Kalla, while Cole has a quiet night aboard the ship. Sorak and T'Kiri retire to their home for the evening.

After Treyva & Asha share dinner in a nice cafe near Ta'Vistar, they return to the ship to begin working on an algorithm to quickly-ish pore through the millions of logs before them. With any luck, the algorithm will be ready to go before the others wake.

OOC: This will be a Reason + Science task vs. Difficulty 2 for Asha, assisted by Treva using the same. Or vice versa (Treyva roll + Asha assist). Asha's Statistics Focus will apply, either way. And Success at Cost will be allowed.

Current
Momentum 4 3 (new scene)
Threat 10

As they entered the lab, Treyva turned to Asha and said, "Shall we try to make things easier on the others and winnow down that database a bit?"

Asha Reason + Science (11+4) Task, TN 15, D2; Statistics Focus applies


Treyva Reason + Science (10+5) Assist, TN 15

OOC: I see 3 Successes from Asha and 1 Success from Treyva. 4 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 2 Momentum generated.

Do you wish to spend and/or bank?

Current
Momentum 3 (2 pending, Asha)
Threat 10

Treyva & Asha
Husband and wife work together to determine how to parse the data. While the amount of detail in each log is enormous, Treyva finds useful the precise pairing of the spacetime coordinate notation and the steradian-based Vulcan planetary coordinate system. They're able to develop algorithms to turn date/time range and planetary coordinate grid inputs into useful data. Asha goes further and builds in the ability to process multiple input sets simultaneously, which should speed up the search considerably.

Cole
It feels like he had just barely fallen asleep when Cole's personal communicator wakes him. He fumbles around his nightstand for it, but eventually gets it open. At first, there's no sound on the other line after he wearily answers, save what sounds like a soft gurgling. Then...

"Kh-kh-kho-...h-h-he-...," a feminine, weak, and rasping voice finally speaks; if Cole didn't know any better, the person was trying to talk around liquid in their mouth. The sound of footfalls interrupts the speaker, and the line suddenly goes dead.

OOC: Okay, Renny, what's Cole going to do? It's about 0220 shipboard/Ta'Vistar time. (The ship is in geosynchronous orbit over Sorak's home.)

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on September 01, 2023, 03:20:56 PMCole
It feels like he had just barely fallen asleep when Cole's personal communicator wakes him. He fumbles around his nightstand for it, but eventually gets it open. At first, there's no sound on the other line after he wearily answers, save what sounds like a soft gurgling. Then...

"Kh-kh-kho-...h-h-he-...," a feminine, weak, and rasping voice finally speaks; if Cole didn't know any better, the person was trying to talk around liquid in their mouth. The sound of footfalls interrupts the speaker, and the line suddenly goes dead.

OOC: Okay, Renny, what's Cole going to do? It's about 0220 shipboard/Ta'Vistar time. (The ship is in geosynchronous orbit over Sorak's home.)

Cole snapped awake, long years of training forcing his fatigue down to be confronted later. He sprang from his bunk and slapped the comm panel, "Cole to bridge, priority one. I need an immediate trace on the last transmission to my communicator. Pass the coordinates to transporter room one and have the duty security response team meet me there. I'm on my way. Cole out."

Without waiting for confirmation, Cole dressed rapidly and headed for the transporter room, still pulling his jacket on as he boarded the turbolift.

OOC: Not sure what to spend it on right now, so I think just bank it.

Quote...He sprang from his bunk and slapped the comm panel, "Cole to bridge, priority one. I need an immediate trace on the last transmission to my communicator. Pass the coordinates to transporter room one and have the duty security response team meet me there. I'm on my way. Cole out."

Lt. j.g. Addaron, manning the conn, acknolwedges the order, and the security chief rushes out of his quarters. As he hits the turbolift, his communicator beeps again.

"Lieutenant, Chief Nnamdi traced the comm signal to the estate of Provincial Commander Spalan," the Tellarite armory officer reports. "The rapid reaction team is en reoute."

The transporter room doors swish open to reveal Lt. Lear and his RRT. He says, "I tried to reach Specialist Banks, but she's not responding."

"Let's get down there, Mr Lear." Cole indicates for Lear and the team to take their places on the platform. He  pauses before joining them to flip his communicator open.
"Cole to bridge. Lieutenant, please inform the Vulcan authorities that we are responding to a possible assault on one of our officers. Have Sickbay stand by. Cole out"
Cole takes his place on the platform, checking the hand phaser handed to him by Lear. He nods to the transporter operator, a hard glint in his eyes.
"Energise!"

The bridge acknowledges Cole's instructions as he, Lear, and four other members of the RRT take positions on the transporter pad. Petty Officer Anderson responds positively to his order, and the compartment dissolves in Cole's eyes, replaced moments later by a palatial estate surrounded by ancient fortress walls.

A few moments later, the remaining two members of the landing party appear to Cole's right.

The starlit sky is clear of clouds, bathing the ground in soft light just bright enough to see basic detail. He's heard of the aesthetics of some Vulcan homes, especially those that remained in the same family for generations; the home of his first officer's father is more beautifully appointed than he could have imagined.

Chief Morais already has a tricorder in hand and says, "I have a life form just ahead, not far from Banks' communicator."
Spalan Estate Main.jpgSpalan Estate Detail 1A.jpg

"OK Chief, you and Noles are with me. Mr Lear..." Coles turned to his deputy, " You and Welsh, hold position here and see if you raise the XO and fill him in."
Adjusting his grip on the phaser in his right hand, he pointed to the right of the stone platform directly in front of the team.

"O'Neill, you, Mattin and Obi go right and give us cover."

He moved alertly forward. "Phasers on stun, people. Stay alert."

The crewmen nod their understanding of their orders. O'Neill and his team peels away from the rest to go around the crystal reflecting pond; as they pass, the group realizes the "water" is actually a crystalline inlay instead of water, and the footing solid enough to safely cross (which Obi takes advantage of, setting up behind the cover of the fountain).

Lear flips open his communicator and contacts the ship. "Chief, connect me to Commander Sorak," he says.

Meanwhile, Cole leads his two security specialists forward, where he finds a form stretched out in the shadows near a two-meter-tall privacy hedge. To his horror, he recognizes the standard issue Starfleet security body armor hanging awkwardly off the torso, and the maroon and tan of a duty jumpsuit peeking out from behind it.

Sorak
Sorak is awakened by his communicator beeping. T'Kiri is stirred by the sound, as well.

OOC: For the light blue "reflecting pond" area to the right of the map, I envisioned as a Vulcan aesthetic some sort of grown crystalline structure or an acrylic-like inlay that appears water-like, but is solid and can be traversed without difficulty. This way, Vulcans can appreciate the color and design of their ancient fountains and pools without wasting the water required to maintain it.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on September 08, 2023, 12:50:44 AMMeanwhile, Cole leads his two security specialists forward, where he finds a form stretched out in the shadows near a two-meter-tall privacy hedge. To his horror, he recognizes the standard issue Starfleet security body armor hanging awkwardly off the torso, and the maroon and tan of a duty jumpsuit peeking out from behind it.

Fighting the urge to rush forward, Cole first uses hand signals to direct Noles and the Chief to take positions to the left and right of the fallen form. Once satisfied they have a clear field of view, he holsters his phaser and leans down to turn over the body.

QuoteSorak is awakened by his communicator beeping. T'Kiri is stirred by the sound, as well.
 

Sorak flipped open his communicator, "Sorak here." He then listened as Lear filled him in on the situation. "I see. I will inform the Captain and will be arriving in scene shortly. Please keep me updated on the situation."

Spalan Estate
As Cole confirms to his horror that it's Ally Banks on the ground, Morais and Noles take up positions on either side of their downed comrade. Chief immediately notes, "I've sighted her communicator, behind the privacy hedges."

Ally is, thankfully, still (barely) breathing, but she has a major slashing wound across her chest and what appears to be a puncture just below her ribs. The amount of blood that has already exsanguinated means she's in dire straits.

Sorak & T'Kiri
T'Kiri is up in an instant and getting dressed as she comms the precinct closest to Sorak's childhood home, warning them to expect Starfleet to be on the scene when they arrive.

Sorak ends the connection to Lear and initiates a new one to the ship, "Sorak to Drake, priority call for Captain Treyva."

While waiting to be connected, he turns to his wife, "Please attempt to contact my parents. I will arrange to have us transported to the estate."

Once connected, the engineer explained the situation to Treyva with the economy of words and stone-cold demeanor of a Vulcan tightly controlling his emotions. "As yet, there has been no contact with my parents. I will have the Drake transport T'Kiri and I to the estate to assist Cole's team."

"Confirmed, Sorak," Treyva responded. "We'll scan the area and try to find anyone attempting to flee. Treyva out." Punching the comm panel again, he said, "Treyva to Les. I hate to wake you, Tobin, but we have a situation. Meet me on the bridge on the double."

He turned to Asha as he headed for the door. "You're welcome to come along if you want, beloved, but it's going to be pretty busy for a while."

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on September 13, 2023, 02:59:19 PMPunching the comm panel again, he said, "Treyva to Les. I hate to wake you, Tobin, but we have a situation. Meet me on the bridge on the double."

"Aye sir," the science officer responds groggily and rolls out of bed, quickly changing into his uniform and heading for the bridge.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on September 13, 2023, 01:53:13 PMAlly is, thankfully, still (barely) breathing, but she has a major slashing wound across her chest and what appears to be a puncture just below her ribs. The amount of blood that has already exsanguinated means she's in dire straits.

Cole looks down at his fallen crewmate, his expression hardening.

"Noles, stay with Banks and beam her back to the ship immediately. Have the transporter room get medical to meet you there." He grasped the forearm of the junior crewman and fixed him with a direct gaze.
"Do what you can, Noles. I'm relying on you."

He turned to Morais. "You're with me Chief, let's keep moving."

Sorak & T'Kiri
As Sorak ends his call, T'Kiri says, "Your father and mother are in their bedchamber; she has taken cover in the lavatory, and he is taking up a defensive position in the bedchamber itself."

She affixes her police-issue sidearm* to her uniform belt and picks up a second^, offering it to her mate.

* Equivalent of a Phaser Type-1 -Ed
^ Also a Phaser Type-1 equivalent -Ed

Moments later, the Drake informs Sorak they're ready to transport, and the Vulcans dematerialize from their bedchamber.

Treyva
"I'd just be in the way up there," Asha responds with a kiss to her husband's cheek. "You go, and I'll keep at this algorithm."

Cole
Noles' fear and worry are poorly hidden, but he responds to Cole's encouragement with a nod and croaks out, "Aye, sir. Won't let her down."

As the specialist kneels next to Banks and contacts the ship for emergency transport, Cole and Chief Morais move into the privacy hedge, where Ally's communicator lies. A side door into the house is nearby, which the chief thinks leads to the kitchen, based on his recall of the floor plans.

A quick examination shows the communicator to be intact. The security chief knows that the assigned bodyguards' communicators were tuned to emit a keycode for unlocking the exterior doors of the estate, and only proximity to the door (about a meter) is necessary to allow access.

Sorak and T'Kiri materialize near Specialist Welsh, and he and Lt. Lear turn at their arrival. The lieutenant reports, "Specialist Banks is down. Lt. Cole is investigating ahead." He points toward the other side of the atrium. As he does so, they hear the whine of the ship's transporter (and the darkened features of the garden are illuminated by its effect).

Lear takes a couple steps toward the crystal "pool" and adds, "Looks like we just beamed Banks up."

Meanwhile, O'Neil and his team move forward to maintain support for Cole and Morais.

Treyva & Tobin
Lt. Cmdr. Les exits the turbolift onto the bridge, where Lt. j.g. Addaron instinctively stands to be relieved. When Tobin points toward the science station to relieve Ensign V'Las, the Tellarite armory officer seems to frown slightly before she sits back down...

...and jumps right back up when the captain arrives shortly after.

"Lt. Cole, Lt. Lear, and the protection detail RRT are on site at the Spalan estate," she reports. "Spec-1 Banks has just been beamed up for emergency medical care; we don't know her condition at this time." Addaron expectantly takes a step away from the conn.

OOC: A little background you gents would know.

Ally's shipmates in security department are known to adore her, often referring to her as the "belle of the ball" for the positive attention she gets from the senior staff. She takes the good natured ribbing for what it is (and she's known for giving as good as she gets), even occasionally breaking into a "royal wave" when someone calls her out. (There's also scuttlebutt that a pool is going around as to when she's going to be meritoriously commissioned.)

OOC: Tobin will be watching the compound for lifesigns aside from the away team.

QuoteSorak and T'Kiri materialize near Specialist Welsh, and he and Lt. Lear turn at their arrival. The lieutenant reports, "Specialist Banks is down. Lt. Cole is investigating ahead." He points toward the other side of the atrium. As he does so, they hear the whine of the ship's transporter (and the darkened features of the garden are illuminated by its effect).

Sorak nods, "My parents are in their bedchamber on the upper level and my father is taking a defensive position there. By all means, carry on. We will will follow your lead."

Cole forces his thoughts away from Banks and concentrates on the job at hand. He signals for O'Neill and his team to move up in support before whispering to Chief Morais.

"We need to get in there, Chief. I'll go first, you cover me."

He moves towards the side entrance in a half crouch, phaser gripped in his right hand with the communicator retrieved from the hedge, attached to his belt, allowing him to keep his left hand free. He moves cautiously forward, and moves for the door.

Spalan Estate

Quote from: Doug Burke on September 18, 2023, 07:24:25 PMSorak nods, "My parents are in their bedchamber on the upper level and my father is taking a defensive position there. By all means, carry on. We will follow your lead."

"Aye, sir. Lt. Cole is ahead, and O'Neil's team is providing cover on that side of the building" he says, pointing toward the other side of the atrium. Sorak knows the kitchen entrance is in that direction. "Welsh and I are maintaining the command post and covering this side of the structure.

"As a family member, your biometrics should already be keyed into door controls, sir, and you probably know this house better than the rest of us," Lear admits. "We'd appreciate any guidance you can provide. If you wish to enter, I'd recommend following Mr. Cole."

At the kitchen entrance, Cole hears the door unlock on his approach. Chief splits his attention between the door and the hedge opening until O'Neil passes by to take up a position covering the side of the house; Morais then places a hand on the lieutenant's shoulder, letting him know he's ready to follow.

The door slides open at a touch of a side panel, revealing a small, advanced kitchen, the ancient stone contrasting with the thoroughly modern amenities. An open door just ahead appears to lead to the main dining room, and a stairway next to the entrance appears to lead upstairs. A single-serve cooking vessel sits on an inductor, steam rising up from a liquid within. An indicator on the inductor control is flashing periodically, as if it shutdown due to being left on.

Bridge
Training the ship's sensors on the estate, Tobin records 12 life signs; seven are human, and five are Vulcan. All the human and two of the Vulcan life signs are on the east side of the house; three are upstairs in the northwest side...

Tobin looks up from the sensor hood. "Sensors show three Vulcan lifesigns on the northwest side of the upper floor," he informs Treyva. "I also read seven humans and two Vulcans outside on the east side -- presumably our away team, plus Sorak and T'Kiri."

Cole signals for O'Neill to hold position at the foot of the stairs and then waves for the Chief to follow him upstairs. Cole treads lightly up the staircase, the emitter of his phaser probing ahead and his eyes darting left and right searching for any signs of movement.

Treyva pushed the button on the science console's comm panel. "Treyva to Sorak. Have Cole and his team gone in yet? We show three Vulcan lifesigns on the upper story, northwest side. Unless one of your siblings are visiting, I'm betting that's our suspect."

Sorak paused before following Cole's team into the house and opened his communicator to quietly reply, "Cole's team has just entered the house. T'Kiri and I are about to follow. Current position of suspect relative to other life signs on that level would be useful."

Cole
O'Neil moves inside the kitchen as Cole and Chief Morais head upstairs. Cole finds a darkened small family kitchenette/dining area; a door on the other side of the table should lead to the balcony area over the main hall (and to the rest of the rooms on the second floor).

Sorak & T'Kiri
The Vulcan first officer decides to take the direct route to the security control station, which he knows to be just beyond the opposite end of the main hall. Pressing the biometric sensor next to the nearest set of double doors, he enters with T'Kiri following just behind.

As he makes a beeline for the doors to the statue room, she slows, on the lookout for any potential dangers; just as Sorak passes through the doors and reaches the security panel, he hears his mate shout, "V'Kor! Halt!"

Cole
Cole also hears T'Kiri's shout echoing up from the stairs below.

All
A moment later, everyone hears a Vulcan-design transporter effect begin to whine...

OOC: One combat round actions for Cole and Sorak, please...

Hearing his mate's shouted command, Sorak turned away from the security panel and rushed back into the main hall, his weapon ready. He noted T'Kiri's sightline, aimed his weapon based on her focus and decided to take the stairs to the second level.

OOC: Would we notice the transporter on board the ship?

OOC: Oh, yes, Tobin would spot that on sensors, since he's watching.

Bridge
Tobin notices one of the Vulcan figures on the second floor is starting to beam out of the building.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on October 04, 2023, 02:56:19 PMOOC: One combat round actions for Cole and Sorak, please...

Cole moves to the door to the balcony. If it's closed, he will open it. If open, he will use a Ready action until the chief is in a position to cover his move into the balcony area.

OOC: Is it possible for Tobin to trace the transporter signal to the destination?

OOC: Anticipating orders! Officer thinking!

OOC: To trace the transporter signal, this will be an Insight + Science task vs. Difficulty 2, assisted by the ship's Sensors + Science. The increased difficulty is because, even at night, Vulcan's transporter network remains pretty busy.

To intercept the signal, it will first require that Tobin succeeds in tracing it (see above). The other issue, besides general transporter activity crisscrossing the planet, is that this isn't some individual transporter beam on an isolated world; Vulcan's transporter network is designed to be secure and prevent the very thing the Drake's crew is potentially attempting to do. As such, it's a Control + Engineering task vs. Difficulty 4, assisted by the ship's Sensors + Engineering.

Once I have a decision on Treyva's captainy thing, I'll move forward with the scene.

OOC: Has Tobin told Treyva about this? Would Treyva notice anything on his own since he's standing there next to Tobin?

OOC: All 23rd Century science stations have sensor hoods, so no...unless you elbow Tobin out of the way... ;)

OOC: In this situation, Tobin would announce the transporter signal and start tracing it as soon as it appears.

OOC: Trace away! Insight + Science task vs. Difficulty 2, assisted by the ship's Sensors + Science.

OOC: Alright, Insight (9) + Science (5) vs. Difficulty 2


Ship's assist: Sensors (9) + Science (2)


Should the Drake's Advanced Sensors Suite talent reduce the difficulty to 1?

OOC: Yes, Advanced Sensor Suite will definitely be in effect on this task.

So, I see 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 2, reduced to Difficulty 1 by Advanced Sensor Suite. Success, plus 2 Momentum and 1 Complication generated!

Current
Momentum 5 (2 pending, Tobin; 1 must be spent or lost)
Threat 10

The chief science officer expertly dials in the sensors to focus on the transporter signal and receives contradictory and nonsensical data. He taps a couple buttons on his console to help coalesce the data into something manageable, to no avail.

What he sees is:
1. The transporter ID switches between several instances of Spalan, but also instances of T'Chelle, and once each T'Mag, T'Mat, and Sorak; it settles on none of the IDs, but it continues to cycle through more than a dozen instances.
2. The transporter timestamp is neither current nor consistent; it randomly skips between several timestamps going back three weeks.
3. He receives a dozen destinations all across Vulcan. More than half end up at Spalan's V'Kor headquarters, while others are spread mostly around the region.
4. No destination ID or timestamp matches any individual origination ID or timestamp, and no two IDs or timestamps match each other.

He can guess at which pairing to use, but there's no guarantee that any of the destinations are correct; otherwise, the amount of time it will take untangle this snarl of data - assuming it's even possible - means they won't be able to attempt to intercept the beam.

OOC: Now, the Complication, which we'll call "Too Many Variables," which will affect any attempt to continue to trace or intercept the transporter beam.

Tobin makes a frustrated sound as he looks into the sensor hood. "This makes no sense! The signal data is completely jumbled."

OOC: Definitely want to Obtain Information on this, using Tobin's free questions from Chief Science Officer and Studious.

1. Does the signal data show any signs, either way, that it's a glitch or intentionally manipulated?
2. Where in the house was the person who is transporting out?

I also think we should spend the 2 Momentum to cancel the complication.

OOC: Acknowledging generation and spending of 1 Bonus Momentum to Obtain Information, and the spending of 2 Momentum to cancel the Too Many Variables Complication.

Current
Momentum 5
Threat 10

The science officer verifies that the unknown Vulcan in the upstairs hallway is the one being transported out. Presumably, that means it's neither Spalan nor T'Chelle.

Tobin can't explicitly rule out a reporting failure in the Vulcan network's transport telemetry log (the signal itself appears strong and steady), but it'd be incredibly convenient for it to be happening at this very moment. He'd need more evidence either way (and the logs he is supposed to be poring through in the morning will hopefully provide that), but seeking out that evidence right now will take time he doesn't have if they want to attempt to intercept the beam.

The science officer glances up at Treyva. "Sir, the transporter beam is originating in the upstairs hallway. But I can't tell where that beam is headed, nor who is being transported. My best guess is someone is intentionally masking the signal, but I couldn't tell you how without further study."

OOC: I don't have any more ideas for further questions.

OOC: Okay, I'll give Treyva the chance to act/deliver an order before fully moving to combat rounds for the remainder of the scene.

If Treyva orders the intercept of the transporter beam, know that the current transporter technician is Petty Officer 1st Class Anderson, who is not yet a supporting character. Your options are:

1. Leave him as is, which is a Starfleet Engineer Minor NPC. He will generate and spend Threat.
2. Introduce him as a supporting character, which means he will be the third of four allowed Crew Support characters for the episode. (Remember, our house rule is that's a soft limit, which you can exceed at the cost of adding Threat.)

OOC: Will dive in after work.

Treyva, hovering behind his chief science officer, reached over and stabbed the communications console. "Transporter room, this is the captain! There's a transporter beam being analyzed at this moment by Commander Les; I need that beam intercepted if possible. This is an emergency!"

OOC: I think I'll go the Supporting Character route; I'll have a PDF to you shortly.

OOC: Trying to think of something Treyva can do to encourage Anderson and try to get him some extra chances at success. In the meantime, I will spend 1 Momentum for an extra die. Anderson will roll 3 dice.

Anderson Transporter Operation Task. Control + Engineering (11/4), TN 15, D4


U.S.S. Drake Assist, Sensors + Engineering (9/3), TN 12

Let's see what happens.

Whoa.

OOC: Acknowledging spending 1 Momentum to Create Opportunity.

On the result, I count 3 Successes for Anderson and 1 Success for the ship. 4 Successes vs. Difficulty 4. Success!

The young petty officer, thrown onto center stage in a crisis for the very first time in his career, has prepared for this very moment. Jeremy has dreamed about snatching someone from a transporter beam all his life after hearing about the exploits of great engineers of yesteryear. He has studied the advanced procedures; he has practiced this very technique in simulation at least a hundred times. He can't believe he actually gets to attempt it in a real situation...

...And every quantum of self-taught expertise pays off. The form begins to coalesce onto the pad. Slowly, so agonizingly slowly, but he expects that almost-glacial pace of capture. He sees the hooded, cloaked figure, the glint of a blade angled toward the deck, the left hand peeking out from the cloak itself, holding something between thumb and forefinger.

"C'mon, baby, bring 'im to me," he breathes as he manipulates the controls, dialing in the harmonics to fully divert the beam. Two, three points more and...the figure simply disappears in an instant, sparks flying up from the pad emitters. Anderson's controls light up like a Christmas tree as a dozen fault indicators cry out in unison. The petty officer barely resists the urge to curse his bad luck and accesses the comm panel.

"Transporter Room to Bridge. I almost had him locked in, sir, but I picked up some feedback in the loop and blew the circuit," he reports. "I don't know where our guest ended up."

On the bridge, Tobin can tell the anonymous Vulcan is no longer in the house. He might be able to trace the signal to where it snapped back from the Drake's near capture, but it'll take a bit of time, at least ten minutes or so, to pore over the telemetry from the transporter room and (hopefully) extract the telltale signature of the Drake's transporter effect.

OOC: I'm invoking the get out of jail free card and spending 8 Threat to counter Anderson's success and end the scene. Hopefully, his superiors won't go too hard on him...

Current
Momentum 4
Threat 2

Are you freaking kidding? His superiors were asking him to do the damn-near-impossible. The odds were stacked against the kid to start with; that he did what he managed to do is astonishing, and Treyva is for sure going to have a talk with Sorak and Chief Ma about working more with him. Kid gets an attaboy in his service jacket for pulling off something that by all rights he shouldn't have been able to do at all....

OOC: He, he. That little descriptive beat was awesome. Really enjoyed that!

OOC: Poor Anderson, came this close...  ;D

Spalan Estate
Sorak rushes to the balcony just as Cole opens the door from the upstairs kitchenette. Once they recognize each other, their attention turns to the shimmering form near the master bedroom door. Its features are largely obscured by the Vulcan transporter effect, but they can tell the cloaked and hooded assailant is approximately average height for a Vulcan male, broad shouldered, and carrying a blade in the right hand.

OOC: You each have an action before the figure disappears entirely. Note that, at this phase of transport, personnel are out of phase enough that attacks will pass through them. (That will be reflected in a large number of Resistance Dice.)

OOC: Hmmm. Not sure what Cole can do at this point other than try and find out where this guy is going. I'd like to think he's better than just randomly shooting at him.

Seeing the figure in transit, Cole flips open his communicator.

"Cole to Drake, priority one! I have a suspect in mid transport directly ahead of my position. Can we scan for destination ? Urgent!"

"Sorry Cole, their signal is being masked somehow," Tobin responds, the exasperation apparent in his voice. "I can't get a fix."

Frustrated, Cole lowers his phaser which he realises he has brought up to aim at the shimmering figure instinctively before realising the futility of the act.

"Are you ok, sir?" he calls across to Sorak.

OOC: Happy Thanksgiving chaps!!

OOC: Thanks for the Thanksgiving wishes, Renny!

I was hoping Doug would be able to respond, but I'm going to move on a bit. (And we can circle back to him as needed.)

Tobin notices on his board that, when transport is complete, the tag settles on Spalan departing to his V'Kor office. That said, he's pretty certain Spalan didn't leave the estate, nor was the V'Kor office the mysterious Vulcan's destination.

A moment later, Chief Nnamdi presses his transceiver to his ear and frowns. "Captain, I received a brief emergency distress signal from a Vulcan V'Kor communicator," he reports as he works the controls of his station. "Location was...N'Varas' home. It cut off after only few seconds."

Quote from: Renny on November 14, 2023, 08:40:42 AMFrustrated, Cole lowers his phaser which he realises he has brought up to aim at the shimmering figure instinctively before realising the futility of the act.

"Are you ok, sir?" he calls across to Sorak.

The Vulcan engineer is already slipping past Cole as he answers, "I am unharmed, thank you." Sorak pauses near the spot the intruder last occupied, surveying as he continues. "Have your team secure the rest of the house and grounds; I will look in on my parents."

The first officer looks up to meet the security chief's eyes, revealing the slightest hint of gratitude in his countenance before he turns and strides to his parents' bedroom door.

Treyva cursed under his breath, then turned to Comms. "Notify Mr. Cole, and have the transporter room beam his team to the Investigator's home; the standing protection detail is to stay at Spalan's house. Notify V'Kor headquarters that our team is en route; I feel certain they're already en route or perhaps even there."

Bridge
"Aye, sir," Nnamdi responds, tapping a few controls on his console. "Drake to Cole."

...at the Spalan Estate
As Sorak raps twice on the door to his father's bedchamber, the security officer's communicator beeps.

"Cole here."

"We received a short-lived distress beacon from the home of Principal Investigator N'Varas," Chief Nnamdi reports. "The captain wants your team to transport there immediately. Chief Dhall will transport down to take the rest of Banks' shift."

"Understood Chief...," Cole responds, one eye on Sorak as he moves past, "...proceed with transport when ready."

Moments later, Cole and the RRT are beamed to an urban high rise in the Kolnar-Kan District of ShiKahr. As they materialize in the building's lobby, they're met with a good dozen phasers pointed in their direction. The RRT members reflexively raise their own weapons.

OOC: Anderson shows his rookie stripes by putting the team down too close to the V'Kor. Cole needs to react quickly to prevent a bunch of edgy security types from starting blue-on-blue action.

I'm also bringing into play the Directive "Tread Lightly in Vulcan Jurisdiction" against Cole, which, if accepted, will increase the Difficulty of the task to gain control of the situation. Cole has the option of accepting or challenging the Directive:

- If he accepts the Directive as a Complication, he attempts to get his own people to stand down, this will be a Presence + Command vs. Difficulty 2 (increased Difficulty already included).
- If he challenges the Directive, he attempts to coerce the V'Kor officers into standing down. This will be a Daring + Security vs. Difficulty 1 opposed task vs. the V'Kor officers' Daring + Command vs. Difficulty 1.

Current
Momentum 6
Threat 2

OOC: Cole will accept the Directive. We're on Vulcan turf here so no good reason to start a fight.

Cole makes a mental note to have a word with Anderson about transporter protocols. He makes a show of holstering his own phaser.

"Phasers down people" he states calmly, never taking his eyes off the Vulcan security detail.

"Who's in command here? I'm Lt Durham Cole, USS Drake. We are responding to a distress call from Principal Investigator N'Varas."

OOC: I'm going to spend 1 Momentum to add another dice to this as I think this might be an important one to make.

Presence (8) + Command (3) vs. Difficulty 2

OOC: Hmm. Didn't quite manage to diffuse that situation.

OOC: Acknowledging the spent Momentum. 1 Success vs. Difficulty 2. A failure. <Agent 86>Missed it by that much!</Agent 86>

Quote from: Renny on December 05, 2023, 04:26:30 PM"Phasers down people" he states calmly, never taking his eyes off the Vulcan security detail.

Cole's men reluctantly lower and holster their weapons, Lear intoning, "Don't like the idea...," under his breath.

Quote from: Renny on December 05, 2023, 04:26:30 PM"Who's in command here? I'm Lt Durham Cole, USS Drake. We are responding to a distress call from Principal Investigator N'Varas."

A female V'Kor officer steps into view; she's about as tall as Cole and cuts a slender silhouette as she places herself between two of her subordinates. Her graying hair is cut in a traditional bob, and, in typical Vulcan fashion, her expression is neutral.

"You are far out of your jurisdiction, Lt. Durham Cole. I was unaware that Starfleet had taken it upon themselves to respond to distress calls from private Vulcan citizens," she states flatly. "I must contact the Minister of Public Safety to inform him he has been made redundant. Relieve them of their weapons.

"I am Precinct Captain T'Paara," she says as three members of the V'Kor team begin to remove the RRT's phasers from their belts. "Before I arrest you and your people for illegally brandishing a deadly weapon and using said weapons to threaten duly appointed peace officers, on whose authority do you claim to be acting?"

It's at this point that Cole notices wisps of smoke rising up from the building's security station behind the mass of Vulcans.

Cole holds the gaze of T'Paara evenly, feeling the frustration of the evening's events but finding an even tone to his voice.

"We will not be surrendering our weapons to you, Precinct Captain. We are operating on Vulcan under the auspices of section 17 of the Vulcan/Starfleet agreement in cooperation with the VIS. Our liaison is the citizen who sent the distress call to the USS Drake, Principle Investigator N'Varas. That is why we are here."

He pauses for a moment to let that sink in.

"By the way, are you aware that the security station appears to be on fire?"

ShiKahr, N'Varas' Residential Building
At the statement of defiance, the precinct captain's eyebrow lifts slightly, seemingly of its own accord. At the mention of Section 17, it launches to its acme. T'Paara raises a hand, and her officers pause their confiscation duties.

"I will, of course, be required to verify your statement, Mr. Cole," she responds calmly. "You may retain your phasers, but they must stay in their place."

Quote"By the way, are you aware that the security station appears to be on fire?"

T'Paara resists the urge to sigh, answering, "It did not escape our notice. Excuse me."

She steps away and produces her communicator to make a call. Meanwhile, about half of the V'Kor officers stand guard over Cole and his people, while the remainder return to their initial examination of the security console and adjacent areas. A few moments later, the precinct captain stows her communicator and turns back to the Starfleet personnel.

"My superiors have verified your status," T'Paara says. "We had only just arrived and entered the building to secure the lobby when you materialized. We will remain here to prevent ingress and egress, while you secure Principal Investigator N'Varas' floor."

Bridge, USS Drake
A moment after the security RRT has been transported to ShiKahr, Chief Nnamdi announces, "Captain, Commander Sorak wishes to speak to you."

"I'll take him here."

The communications specialist transfers the call to the science station and Treyva answers.

"Sir, if I may be permitted, I would prefer to remain at my father's estate as an 'extra layer of protection,' so to speak," the first officer questions. "T'Kiri and I can use our time here to consolidate and collate our known data."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on December 07, 2023, 01:28:14 AMShiKahr, N'Varas' Residential Building
 We will remain here to prevent ingress and egress, while you secure Principal Investigator N'Varas' floor."

Cole resists the urge to grin and gestures for his team to move up.

"Of course, Captain. Which floor is the investigators accommodation located on? I take it there is stairwell access as well as elevator?"

OOC: Quick question if I may, how many people does Cole have with him?

OOC: Cole has 6 members of the RRT with him: Lt. Lear, Ensign O'Neil, Chief Morais, PO1 Mattin, Spec-2 Obi, and Spec-3 Welsh. The seventh was with Banks when she was beamed up.

Quote from: Renny on December 07, 2023, 04:34:32 PM"Of course, Captain. Which floor is the investigators accommodation located on? I take it there is stairwell access as well as elevator?"

A V'Kor officer with subcommander-equivalent rank insignia on his collar notes that the stairs are behind and to Cole's right at the corner of the lobby. The two lifts are opposite, to the left (ahead and to the right of Cole).

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on December 07, 2023, 05:43:52 PMA V'Kor officer with sub commander-equivalent rank insignia on his collar notes that the stairs are behind and to Cole's right at the corner of the lobby. The two lifts are opposite, to the left (ahead and to the right of Cole).

"Thank you sub commander" , Cole acknowledges. He moves across to Lear. "David, you take Welsh and take the stairs. O'Neill, you, Mattin and Obi in the left lift. I'll take the Chief with me in the right. Let's move people. And watch yourselves. We don't know what we're walking into."

As his people move off to their assigned tasks, Cole calls over to T'Paara. "Captain, we'll check in once we have an idea of the situation."

OOC: Random thought, I did check and Australians do tend to use the term lift rather than elevator. Hopefully his team won't be looking at him blankly :-)

Quote from: Renny on December 08, 2023, 04:06:46 AM"Thank you sub commander," Cole acknowledges.

The senior watch officer raises a bemused eyebrow at the use of the military rank, then returns to his other tasks.

Quote from: Renny on December 08, 2023, 04:06:46 AMHe moves across to Lear. "David, you take Welsh and take the stairs. O'Neill, you, Mattin and Obi in the left lift. I'll take the Chief with me in the right. Let's move people. And watch yourselves. We don't know what we're walking into."

"On it, boss," Lear responds. "Let's get moving, Welsh; only sixteen flights to go."

O'Neil also acknowledges his orders and takes his team to the left.

Quote from: Renny on December 08, 2023, 04:06:46 AMAs his people move off to their assigned tasks, Cole calls over to T'Paara. "Captain, we'll check in once we have an idea of the situation."

T'Paara looks up from a datapad in hand and nods once.

OOC: The building is T-shaped, with the front of the building facing southeast. So, residential wings stem out from the intersection NE, NW, and SW. Each floor has a lobby, and the arrangement of the lifts, NW hallway, technical room, and stairway can be approximated as:

Left Lift - Right Lift -| NW Hallway |- Tech Room - Stairs
<-- SW Hallway ---------------------------- NE Hallway -->

The SW and NE hallways hold 10 apartments, and the NW hallways holds 8 (slightly larger) apartments

Chief Morais punches in floor 17 as Cole enters, and the lift rises smoothly to its destination. As the doors open, Cole sees O'Neil and his team carefully exiting their lift (now on his right). The floor's lobby contains avant-garde seating along the far wall on either side of the transparent aluminum triple-door entrance to a moderate-sized conference space contoured to the shape of the front of the building.

Nary another soul can be seen in either direction. Morais points in the direction of the northwest hallway, indicating the location of N'Varas' apartment.

OOC: Meanwhile, what do Treyva and Tobin want to do, now that the excitement has shifted to ShiKahr and N'Varas' apartment?

See if there's a pub....

"Chief, see if your tricorder can tell us anything about who else is on this floor", Cole whispers, reluctant to break the silence of the lobby.

He signals for O'Neill and his team to set up in position to watch the hallway while the Chief runs his scan.

OOC: After verifying there are no anomalous life signs still present at Spalan's estate, Tobin will shift to providing overwatch for Cole's team at N'Varas' apartment. I suppose he'll have to wait to figure out how the attacker masked his transport signature until the crisis is past ...

Bridge, USS Drake
Tobin's final check of the Spalan estate shows that only five life forms, four Vulcan (Sorak and family) and one human (Chief Dhall), remain at the estate. He then works to aim the ship sensors toward ShiKahr. It takes a moment to zero in on the "Kolnar-Kan NNE013" residential tower, but he's soon looking at the 26-floor T-shaped building and its quite full complement of residents and, now, visitors. Knowing N'Varas' residence is on the northwest side of his building (apartment 1726), he focuses his scan on that floor...

Kolnar-Kan NNE013, 17th Floor Lifts
Acknowledging his orders, O'Neil directs Obi to cover the northeast hallway and Mattin the southwest, while he covers the northwest (the direction of N'Varas' apartment). Morais' tricorder begins its soft whir as he gains the lay of the land and the denizens therein.

At that point, O'Neil announces, "Might be a body down this corridor."

OOC: Layout
Apartments in the southwest hallway are numbered 1701-1710 (odd on left, even on right).
Apartments in the northeast hallway are numbered 1711-1720 (odd on right, even on left).
IOW, odd-numbered apartments in these hallways are on the front side of the building.
Apartments in the northwest hallway are numbered 1721-1728 (odd on left, even on right).
Lower numbers are closer to the lobby.
N'Varas' apartment 1726 is third on the right down this hallway.

Findings
Of the 28 apartments on this floor, 25 of them are occupied. (1701, 1712, and 1714 are empty)

Nolmir, please make an Insight + Security task vs. Difficulty 1, assisted by the ship's Sensors + Security. I'll roll Morais' tricorder task when I get home this evening.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on December 13, 2023, 05:41:34 PMKolnar-Kan NNE013, 17th Floor Lifts
Acknowledging his orders, O'Neil directs Obi to cover the northeast hallway and Mattin the southwest, while he covers the northwest (the direction of N'Varas' apartment). Morais' tricorder begins its soft whir as he gains the lay of the land and the denizens therein.

At that point, O'Neil announces, "Might be a body down this corridor."

Cole exchanges glances with Morais at this. He then strides across to O'Neill's position.

"Move up, i'll cover you," he says to O'Neill, rechecking the setting on his phaser.

OOC: Tobin's roll: Insight 9 + Security 1 vs. Difficulty 1


Ship's assist: Sensors 9 + Security 3

OOC: Mattis (generic Starfleet security guard) Insight + Security (10) vs. Difficulty 1. Tricorder is facilitating the test, so it can't be used as an Advantage.


Current
Momentum 6
Threat 2

Residential Tower
OOC: Morais 1 Success vs. Difficulty 1. Success!

Bridge
OOC: 1 Success vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 1 Complication generated. We're going to call this a Sensor Glitch Complication, which will increase the Difficulty all tasks for which the ship's Sensors assist.

Both Tobin and Chief Morais scan from their respective locations. Each man detects 43 life signs (not counting the Starfleet personnel) on the floor; however, a brief moment later, that number becomes 42.

Residential Tower
Morais quietly announces his findings as the ensign cautiously advances toward the form. The chief admits he didn't catch where the life form was that disappeared.

O'Neil continues his approach toward the body, then sprints forward and drops to a knee. "Officer down!" he calls out. "One of the bodyguards!"

The ensign is back on his feet, his phaser covering the closed door to 1726 (N'Varas' apartment) just as the door behind him opens and a head pokes out...

OOC: Okay, Cole only has a moment to act. What does he do?

Also, does Tobin want to spend any Momentum on the task result?

Current
Momentum 6
Threat 2

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on December 19, 2023, 11:36:01 PMOOC: Okay, Cole only has a moment to act. What does he do?

OOC: Cole already has his weapon drawn I believe so I guess he'll use the ready action to prepare to fire if needed and then call out a challenge.

Cole's weapon swings up in the direction of the sudden movement.

"Starfleet Security," he calls out, "Identify yourself."

I just can't think of something for Treyva to be doing that doesn't put him under somebody's feet,,,,

OOC: I'd like to use Tobin's free Obtain Information from Chief Science Officer and Studious: Was the missing person transported out, killed, or something else? Also, what location did they disappear from?

And how much would it cost to negate the complication?

OOC: Patrick, one thing you could do is jump over to play O'Neil or Chief Morais at the cost of 1 Threat (they'd be the fifth supporting character introduced/featured this episode). This would be the first introduction for both characters, so feel free to create their stats.

Residential Tower

Quote from: Renny on December 20, 2023, 08:04:38 AM"Starfleet Security," he calls out, "Identify yourself."

The Vulcan turns around, momentarily startled before regaining composure and raising his empty hands. It's clear he's wearing some form of bedclothes. O'Neil looks over his shoulder briefly before returning his focus to N'Varas' door.

"Salenak. I am a logistics specialist for a private firm," he announces.

OOC: Acknowledging addition of 1 Threat to introduce Ensign O'Neil as the 5th Supporting Character this episode.

Current
Momentum 6
Threat 3

Patrick, here's what O'Neil has encountered:
The uniformed V'Kor officer on the ground in front of him is a bloody mess. The ensign can easily see one wound, a puncture through the lower left rib cage; however, the odd angle of the torso indicates some sort of trauma to the back...possibly the spine. Amazingly enough, the Vulcan still has a (very faint) pulse.

Once standing again, he sees the indicator on the door control to apartment 1726 shows the door as "locked."

His brief glimpse of the curious Vulcan reveals a male with a youthful adult appearance. A round face, and a frame that would indicate a sedentary lifestyle; he doesn't get much more than that as he returns his focus to apartment 1726.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on December 27, 2023, 11:09:43 PMThe Vulcan turns around, momentarily startled before regaining composure and raising his empty hands. It's clear he's wearing some form of bedclothes. O'Neil looks over his shoulder briefly before returning his focus to N'Varas' door.

"Salenak. I am a logistics specialist for a private firm," he announces.

Cole keeps his phaser lowered but relaxes a touch. "Sir, this is a security matter, please stay in your apartment and keep the door closed for now."

O'Neil briefly glanced towards Cole. "The V'Kor officer is alive, sir, but only just. The door to the investigator's apartment indicates that it's locked." He paused for a moment, then looked at his superior. "How do you want to proceed, Lieutenant?"

OOC: Incidentally, while iron-based blood apparently smells coppery, most sources indicate that copper-based blood smells like wet rust.

Cole gestures Chief Morais across. "Emergency medical transport for this man, Chief."

While the Chief flips his communicator open and quietly speaks to the Drake, Cole steps closer to O'Neil. "Any chance we can override that lock, Ensign?", nodding in the direction of the locked door to apartment 1726.

The curious Vulcan nods respectfully and retreats back into his apartment, closing and locking his door.

Morais relays the downed officer's location to the transporter room, and Cole hears Anderson announce he has a lock on the V'Kor officer. Moments later, the telltale whine of the transporter effect begins to fill the hallway.

OOC: Yes, there are a couple ways to override the lock.

1. Contact the V'Kor people downstairs, who probably have the authority to get into the building's security system and unlock the door. Of course, a smoldering security console in the lobby probably complicates things a bit.

2. Attempt to hack the lock using a tricorder. This will be an Reason + Security task vs. Difficulty 3. A Complication here will mean a security lockdown of the door, which will require greater authority (like high-level Intelligence Service leadership) to override (and probably take a half-hour or more to secure those permissions).

1. will take a couple minutes, at least, but it will also be automatically successful. 2. will take a 20-30 seconds, but it's a task.

OOC: He's a daring young man....

O'Neil cocked his head to one side, examining the lock panel for a moment, then holstering his phaser. Opening his tricorder, he said, "Aye, sir, I think so. Give me a few seconds." With that, his fingers began flying across the device's controls.

OOC: O'Neil Reason + Security Task (9+4), TN 13, D3
There's a faint glimmer of a hope that Forensics could be at play here by way of some knowledge of how these things work and can be manipulated.
He's daring, but he's not stupid. The deck is stacked against him, so spending 3 Momentum on 2 additional dice.


Come on, technology, don't let us down now....

Quote from: Nolmir on December 27, 2023, 02:23:26 PMOOC: I'd like to use Tobin's free Obtain Information from Chief Science Officer and Studious: Was the missing person transported out, killed, or something else? Also, what location did they disappear from?

And how much would it cost to negate the complication?

OOC: Just making sure you didn't miss this, Davy.  :)

Quote from: Nolmir on January 08, 2024, 01:59:30 PM

Quote from: Nolmir on December 27, 2023, 02:23:26 PMOOC: I'd like to use Tobin's free Obtain Information from Chief Science Officer and Studious: Was the missing person transported out, killed, or something else? Also, what location did they disappear from?

And how much would it cost to negate the complication?

OOC: Just making sure you didn't miss this, Davy.  :)

OOC: I did miss that. Sorry. Acknowledging spending the free Momentum from Science Officer role and free additional question from Studious.

1a. It's difficult to tell, but Tobin thinks he sees residual energy from a transporter.
1b. The life sign was briefly in N'Varas' apartment.

2. You can spend 2 Momentum or add 2 Threat to counter the Complication. You folks have enough Momentum to cover it.

OOC: Daring, indeed. I count 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 3. Success!

Current
Momentum 3 (pending decision by Tobin to spend 2 Momentum to counter the Sensor Glitch Complication)
Threat 3

The ensign expertly manipulates his tricorder to communicate with the apartment door lock, and emulates bypass commands to tell the door to open. Just as the V'Kor bodyguard's body disappears into the Drake's transporter effect, the door swishes open and the thick aroma of west rust assaults O'Neil's nostrils. The interior of the entryway is dark.

Cole nods in appreciation at O'Neil's handiwork, but his face remains fixed as he gestures ahead with the phaser, indicating that O'Neil should lead with Cole covering him.

O'Neil nods, and scanning ahead for life forms in the apartment, slowly enters the darkened entryway.

OOC: Using the tricorder to scan for life forms. Considering the state of the guard they beamed up, he's looking for faint life signs as well. What do you need me to roll, chief?

OOC: Let go with Insight + Security vs. Difficulty 1. Tricorder is providing the capability (remote sensing if someone inside is alive), so it doesn't provide an Advantage.

OOC: O'Neil life form scanning Task
Insight + Security (9+4), TN 13, D1, Forensics might apply

Rolled 2d20 : 3, 6, total 9

Come on, come on, come on....

Accidentally hit the shift key on some of my brackets the first time, in case anybody in the peanut gallery's wondering how I managed to edit that last post without it showing off the "Tampered" warning....

OOC: Yeah, let's spend the 2 Momentum to buy off that complication.

Tobin quickly hails Cole's communicator. "Les to Cole. Looks like somebody just transported out of N'Varas' apartment."

OOC: Yes, I will say, in this situation, Forensics applies. 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 2 Momentum generated!

Spending Momentum to Obtain Information is a good way of finding "faint life signs." Hint. Hint.

The ensign isn't picking up any life signs as he scans the interior of the apartment, though his tricorder pinpoints two vulcanoid forms in the bedroom and one in the kitchen/dining area.

OOC: Which one am I closest to, the kitchenette or the bedroom?

And I will absolutely spend Momentum on Obtain Information to detect those faint lifesigns if they're detectable. One point for sure, both if they're needed because of the separation.

Once the Momentum spends are reconciled, I'll fill Cole in.

OOC: Only a single point of Momentum is necessary to ask a single question. And, they're all within the tricorder's range, so only a single question is needed to determine faint life signs.

And O'Neil is closer to the kitchen/dining area. Bank the other?

Current
Momentum 3 (1 pending, O'Neil)
Threat 3

O'Neil increases the sensitivity of the readings - significantly reducing range to just the immediate 30 meters or so, but more than sufficient to cover the apartment - until he's able to get a reading. The ensign isn't sure if the reading is an artifact of the sensor itself (considering the increased setting) or the genuine article, but he has a single blip. If someone is still alive in there, they're in the bedroom...

OOC: Bank it. We might need it soon.

O'Neil sighs deeply, then moves cautiously toward the bedroom. Over his shoulder, he calls, "Sir, I've got three bodies, two dead, one mostly dead. I am proceeding toward the latter, in the bedroom."

"Proceed Mr O'Neil," Cole responds, his gaze moving left and right, "I'm right on your six."

OOC: What do I see upon entering the presumably gore-soaked bedchamber?

The apartment is dark, save for the hallway light filtering in through the foyer into its intersection with the common room on the left and the kitchenette/dining area on the right (and ahead). Guided by his tricorder, the ensign crosses the threshold and steps lightly as he passes into the common room. To his right, a body lies contorted in unnatural ways, a grisly scene of glistening brownish gray pooling around the eviscerated remains of the second V'Kor bodyguard.

The functionally-appointed common room isn't occupied by the dead or the living, but the door to the bedroom is open and the faint outline of two forms come into view. Even in the dimness of the city lights through semi-opaque windows, O'Neil can see the carnage. The male body - likely N'Varas himself - is separated from its head by nearly a half-meter as its arms reach protectively toward the other, tightly balled up body. The blip on his tricorder tells him she may still be alive, though he sees no signs of life from where he stands.

Thankfully, the apartment is otherwise empty of other life.

O'Neil swallowed hard to keep from vomiting. All the simulations and forensics training in the world weren't enough, his professors had told him, to prepare you for the real thing, and they'd been right. "Good Lord," he said under his breath. Then, turning to look over his shoulder again, he called, "We're clear, sir. I've only got one life sign, and it's extremely faint. The investigator appears to have be dead. With your permission, I'd like to beam her up to the ship and see if we can save her."

Cole pauses only a beat, only his experience allowing him to show a composure he doesn't feel.

"Handle it Mr O'Neil, please. Once she's safely aboard, we'll work the scene. I'll let the Precinct Captain know what we've found."

He flips his communicator open and calls Precinct Captain T'Paara.

By way of acknowledgment, O'Neil flipped his communicator open. "O'Neil to Drake, medical emergency! I have a female Vulcan at my coordinates, exact age unknown but she appears to be in excellent physical condition. Multiple lacerations and stab wounds, severe exsanguination. Request emergency beam-up, with trauma team standing by."

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on January 21, 2024, 08:12:02 PMBy way of acknowledgment, O'Neil flipped his communicator open. "O'Neil to Drake, medical emergency! I have a female Vulcan at my coordinates, exact age unknown but she appears to be in excellent physical condition. Multiple lacerations and stab wounds, severe exsanguination. Request emergency beam-up, with trauma team standing by."

"Locking onto your coordinates. Stand by, sir," Petty Officer Anderson responds calmly over the comms. A moment later, he adds. "I have her sighted. Beginning transport."

The whine of the transporter effect once again fills the air, and excruciating pass by before the woman disappears from view, leaving the ensign alone with the dead.

Meanwhile, it takes a moment for the two comms networks to sync up and connect him to the V'Kor precinct captain. "T'Paara here. What is your progress, Lieutenant Cole?"

It's about this point that Lear and Welsh emerge carefully from the stairwell. Chief Morais silently indicates Cole's position, and David has Welsh guard the stairwell as he moves up to meet the lieutenant.

O'Neil stood, then checked his tricorder to verify again that he had detailed scans of the Vulcan woman's condition and location for evidence before turning towards the outer hallway again. "The survivor's been beamed up, sir," he said to Lieutenant Cole. With that, he pocketed his communicator and began making detailed forensic scans of the bedroom with his tricorder.

After a few moments, he realized that it was quite dark in the room. With no element of surprise to maintain any longer, it made sense to bring up the room lights, even though he didn't want to. "Lights," he said half-heartedly, almost hoping the universal translator wouldn't hear him. If it did, he'd be forced to look at the situation in normal lighting, and that wasn't going to be anything resembling fun.

OOC: Anything of interest on the forensic scans? And does the lighting control in the Vulcan apartment understand him enough to turn the lights on?

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on January 22, 2024, 01:32:08 PMMeanwhile, it takes a moment for the two comms networks to sync up and connect him to the V'Kor precinct captain. "T'Paara here. What is your progress, Lieutenant Cole?"

"We have entered the apartment of the Principal Investigator. We have found a critically injured Vulcan female who has been beamed up to the Drake for emergency treatment." He pauses for a moment, "I'm also sorry to report that the we have a body that we believe is Investigator N'Varas".

Unfortunately, the lights turn on at the ensign's command and reveal the horror of the scene in full detail. The pooled blood is starting to turn a darker green and it seems to the ensign's senses that the wet rust smell intensifies. With body positions visible, O'Neil realizes that the male victim in the bedroom was probably already near death when he was decapitated; the body shows evidence of multiple wounds to the torso, and some cuts that clearly came from in front have either penetrated or sliced through the back. The removal of the head appears to have been done with such force that the bedroom floor received significant damage; the blade was sharp, and the strike was powerful - and probably furious.

O'Neil also realizes the head had to have been purposefully moved to its current position; there's no way it would end up where it lies with an overhead blow like the one implied by the evidence. It can only have been kicked or moved by hand (or with the blade).

The amount of blood left behind by the female victim is extensive, leaving the ensign to wonder if she could even survive transport.

*~*~*~*~*

In the corridor, the conversation with T'Paara continues; there is a lengthy pause after Cole delivers his report. Finally, the precinct captain responds, "Do you need assistance in securing the floor and the building? Do you have reason to suspect the murderer is still on the premises?"

O'Neil closed his eyes and inhaled slowly so as to maintain control. He'd been through a lot of simulations, but they weren't the same. "Damn," he whispered as he exhaled, then he opened his eyes. Satisfied that his scans had covered the basics more than sufficiently, he tightened the tricorder's scanning beam and began taking detailed scans of the site, looking for any physical evidence that the killer might have left behind. He started with a close scan of the Vulcan investigator's body.

OOC: Looking for anything the killer might have left behind - fingerprints, DNA, metal fragments from the blade, threads from clothing. Hell, is there a footprint in the blood that could at least give us an approximate size of the perp? It's clear the attack was quick and vicious, but it was still three against one. Does it look like they fought back?

OOC: Insight + Security vs. Difficulty 2. Tricorder scan is providing access to the data, so no Advantage gained there; however, O'Neil's Forensics Focus will come into play.

Also, Nolmir is taking over Lear for the rest of the scene, at a cost of 2 Threat.

Lear's character sheet: https://patrickgoodman.org/forums/index.php?msg=87

Nolmir, since Lear has been introduced before, you have the honor of improving the character. You can:

Raise a single Attribute by 1.
Raise a single Discipline by 1.
Give him a Talent.
Give him a Focus.
Give him a Value.

Let me know what you're giving him & I'll update the character sheet.

Current
Momentum 4
Threat 5

Cole is on comms with the precinct captain in the lobby when Lear arrives. The V'Kor officer mentions securing the building.

OOC: Lear can wait for Cole to be done and give him orders, or he can do things like gather forensic evidence from the attack on the V'Kor bodyguard in the hallway (and leading to the apartment from the lift/stairway), start securing the floor (which will be a room-by-room search), or some other task. Welsh has a tricorder on his person for your use, and he's available to perform the Assist task for anything Lear attempts.

Lear approaches Cole and ducks his head inside the door before quickly retreating as he sees the eviscerated body. He takes a moment to adjust his uniform as he collects himself, then gestures to one of the security crewmen. "Right then, Mattin, let's canvas the floor, see if anyone saw or heard anything. I'll start in this hallway, you take the southwest hallway."

OOC: Let's give Lear a point of Presence, Davy.

O'Neil Insight + Security (9/4) Task, TN13, D2, Forensics Focus in play

OOC: Well, I'd hoped for better so I'd have a little excess Momentum to spend, but I'll take it. If everyone else is okay with it, I'm possibly going to spend a point out of the pool on Obtain Information, depending on what the results here show, because a question came to my mind earlier this morning.

OOC: I'm good with the spend

OOC: Sounds good to me.

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on January 27, 2024, 11:33:46 AMIn the corridor, the conversation with T'Paara continues; there is a lengthy pause after Cole delivers his report. Finally, the precinct captain responds, "Do you need assistance in securing the floor and the building? Do you have reason to suspect the murderer is still on the premises?"

Cole considers this for a second.

"I would ask that your people prevent anyone from leaving the building via the ground floor. We have this floor tied up pretty tight and our tricorders picked up someone leaving via transporter as we arrived so I suspect our killer has already left."

Cole is about to conclude the call when he realises some cooperation might be in order.

"Do you have your own crime scene people you'd like to send up?"

O'Neil
OOC: 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success!

The scan reveals usable trace DNA from at least five sources that do not match N'Varas, his mate, or the dead V'Kor agent in the apartment.

Next to the dead V'Kor agent, O'Neil discovers one partial sliding footprint - as if the foot without weight on it was being slid next to the other...like a martial artist straightening out of a stance - revealing the outer edge of the toe section. Not enough for a complete size comparison, but it could be useful matching a style.

He also sees that blood has pooled around two of the three runner carpets that surround the bed (the one on the side opposite the carnage is untouched). He notices that someone wiped their boots on the carpet at the foot of the bed, just beyond the blood saturation. That will help build a possible profile of the boot print. Near that area, he notices some fibers on the same runner have been disturbed.

The V'Kor agent appears to have been completely surprised by the attack. Scans show no defensive wounds. N'Varas actively fought the attacker, and clothing fibers can be found under his nails (no blood, however). He received multiple defensive wounds before the fatal blow.

Finally, the composite floor has been fractured at the impact point, with several fragments scattered through the pooling blood. Two fine metal shavings were presumably left behind by the weapon.

Cole

Quote from: Renny on February 08, 2024, 09:58:01 AM"I would ask that your people prevent anyone from leaving the building via the ground floor. We have this floor tied up pretty tight and our tricorders picked up someone leaving via transporter as we arrived so I suspect our killer has already left."

"No one has left the building since our arrival. We will continue our vigilance, and I will expedite a request for transporter logs; we should know shortly who left the building," she responds.

QuoteCole is about to conclude the call when he realises some cooperation might be in order.

"Do you have your own crime scene people you'd like to send up?"

"Our forensic investigation unit is en route; I will see that they collaborate with your personnel upon arrival," the precinct captain offers. There being no further business to discuss, T'Paara ends the call.

Lear
Mattin nods and heads where directed as the lieutenant begins his canvas. The commotion of the night appears to have woken most of the tenants in the corridor, and each answers relatively quickly when approached.

OOC: Presence + Security vs. Difficulty 1 to get residents to answer questions. Since most tenants are Vulcans, the Vulcan trait will work in your favor, reducing the Difficulty to 0.

Current
Momentum 4
Threat 5

OOC: Okay, since the guys are all right with it, I'm spending 1 Momentum on Obtain Information: Is there anything in the evidence so far gathered to indicate that an Andorian has been in this apartment In the very recent past?

OOC: Spending 1 Momentum to Obtain Information.

Current
Momentum 3
Threat 5

The tricorder confirms that all of the DNA collected belonged to Vulcans.

Turning towards the doorway, O'Neil called out, "Lieutenant! When you get a moment, sir, I've got some preliminary data for you." With that, he moved out of the bedchamber and back toward the kitchen area, continuing his scans.

Quote from: Patrick Goodman on February 11, 2024, 02:54:40 PMTurning towards the doorway, O'Neil called out, "Lieutenant! When you get a moment, sir, I've got some preliminary data for you." With that, he moved out of the bedchamber and back toward the kitchen area, continuing his scans.

Cole tucks his communicator away and moves to join O'Neil.

"What have you got Ensign? Anything to make sense of this nightmare?".

OOC: Lear's Presence 9 + Security 4 vs. Difficulty 0

Quote from: Renny on February 12, 2024, 09:25:59 AM"What have you got Ensign? Anything to make sense of this nightmare?".

O'Neil paused his scans, and brought up the preliminary data on the tricorder screen. "Kind of depends on how you want to define 'making sense,' sir, but I have found some blade fragments to compare to the data you found earlier, and five distinct sets of DNA. All Vulcan." He paused for a moment, then said, "There's no evidence of an Andorian being in this apartment any time in the recent past, either. Since I'm sure Mr. Thadis is still in their lockup, if the blade fragments match the previous crimes, wouldn't that be enough to clear him?"

Cole digested this for a moment.
"I'm not sure, Mr O'Neil, but it's a damn good place to start. Send your data to the ship and the office of the investigator so we can get that particular ball rolling."

O'Neil nodded. "Aye, sir," he replied, turning back to his work. "Once the V'Kor CSI team gets here, I'll copy everything I've got to them, and I'll send it upstairs as soon as I finish the site scan."

OOC: For Lear, I count 1 Success, vs. Difficulty 0. Success, plus 1 Momentum and 1 Complication generated.

The complication is going to be that Lear came on a little too strong with a couple witnesses, and there's going to be a complaint against them (violating the Tread Lightly in Vulcan Jurisdiction Directive).

Current
Momentum 3 (1 pending, Lear)
Threat 5

Lear
David knocks on several doors and converses with the various tenants about what they may have heard. The general drift of responses falls along the "didn't hear or notice anything" until the Starfleet security team arrived. The neighbors immediately proximate to N'Varas' apartment report being awakened by some indistinct noise; one (who identifies himself as Selenak) heard someone call "Officer down," and opened his door to find the Starfleet crew in the hallway. The other close neighbors all took the silence after the initial noise to mean it was incidental, and didn't investigate further.

A Tellarite tenant is stubbornly recalcitrant in his lack of answers that the lieutenant presses him to the point of offense. The witness, a logistics expert by the name of Iskaan Darut, angrily mashes his door control to close it in the security officer's face. The encounter with the Tellarite irritates Lear to the point his attitude with the remaining residents is strident, and he gets no cooperation from them.

Security Team
The V'Kor forensics team arrives and receives the data from O'Neil. Satisfied that there is nothing else to learn on the floor and that the perpetrator is no longer in the building, Cole and the security team return to the ship.

OOC: Nolmir, I want to give you a chance to decide whether to spend 2 Momentum to clear the Complication, or make any other Momentum spends (you can Obtain Information, if you desire) before I set the next scene.

OOC: O'Neil is going to make his way to Sickbay to see if the two survivors actually survived transport to the ship.

OOC: I don't have any Obtain Info questions and I'm OK with banking the Momentum and letting the Complication stand.

OOC: Assuming Cole will go straight to report to the Captain and/or XO and will check in with sickbay as soon as possible also.

OOC: Tasks for Saving the attack survivors.

Lt. Kiunya stabilization attempt on V'Kor bodyguard Daring + Medicine TN14 vs. Difficulty 1


Dr. Dourap assisting Daring + Medicine TN12


Lt. Brown stabilization attempt on N'Varas' mate Daring + Medicine TN14 vs. Difficulty 1


Dr. Galt assisting Daring + Medicine TN12


A failure on this task means the patient dies before they can get to sickbay.

*~*~*~*~*~*

Dr. Dourap emergency surgery on V'Kor bodyguard Control + Medicine TN15 vs. Difficulty 2 - Surgery focus applies (5)


Lt. Kiunya assisting Control + Medicine TN14


Dr. Dourap emergency surgery on N'Varas' mate Control + Medicine TN15 vs. Difficulty 2 - Surgery focus applies (5)


Lt. Brown assisting Control + Medicine TN12


A failure on this task means the patient dies in surgery.

Current
Momentum 4
Threat 5
Complications - Violation of "Tread Lightly in Vulcan Jurisdiction" Directive

OOC: Medical Results

Both patients are stabilized long enough to make it to surgery.

Casey & Dourap - 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 1 Momentum generated
Robin & Peter - 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 1 Threat generated

The surgery itself is a different story...

Dourap & Casey - 0 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Failure, plus 2 Complications generated
Peter & Robin - 1 Success vs. Difficulty 2. Failure.

The Complications will be - The Doctor is Shaken (affecting all Dourap's Medical tasks), V'Kor Relations Damaged (affecting all interactions with V'Kor leadership, including cooperation)

Current
Momentum 5
Threat 6
Complications - Violation of "Tread Lightly in Vulcan Jurisdiction" Directive

You gents are welcome to spend Momentum or add Thread to counter either or both of those Complications.

I'll start working on the next scene.

OOC: I am 110% in favor of alleviating both Complications, 50/50 split with Momentum and Threat. We're already in hot water with V'Kor without adding to it.

Wish there was a way to aid a little more with the surgeries, but that seems to be stretching credulity.

OOC: Dourap rolled 2 20s. That bodyguard had no chance.

I will allow you to spend 2 Momentum to turn the failure on N'Varas' widow into a Success with Cost. Given that she was wounded from the front, she definitely saw the attacker.

(And now I have to look to see if I ever resolved Ally's survival...her wounds are also on her front, so she may have seen her attacker.)

OOC: Ally Banks Emergency Medicine

Lt. Kiunya stabilization attempt on Ally Banks Daring + Medicine TN14 vs. Difficulty 1



Dr. Dourap assisting Daring + Medicine TN12


*~*~*~*~*~*

Dr. Dourap emergency surgery on Ally Banks Control + Medicine TN15 vs. Difficulty 2 - Surgery focus applies (5)



Lt. Kiunya assisting Control + Medicine TN14


Current
Momentum 5
Threat 6
Complications - Violation of "Tread Lightly in Vulcan Jurisdiction" Directive
(Since this happened first, Dourap's Complications don't yet apply.)

OOC: First aid attempt - 0 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Failure.
Surgery attempt is moot at this point, but it will be 2 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success.

This is not a good night for the medical department...

Ally will die before she reaches surgery; however, because of her importance to the crew, I'll also extend a Success at Cost for 2 Momentum to have her survive the first aid attempt.

OOC: I am also in favor of the Momentum spend to save N'Varas's widow and Ally both. Momentum, Threat, it's all the same to me. Gentlemen?

OOC: Oof, those are some nasty rolls. I'm with Patrick -- let's spend whatever we need to save those NPCs and counter the complications, especially the V'Kor Relations Damaged.

OOC: I'm all in with Momentum spends and Threat if needed to save them. At this point I feel we definitely need a break and a living witness would qualify.

OOC: Okay, just so we're clear, Renny and Nolmir are in agreement with me about clearing some of this up, using a combination of Momentum and Threat as necessary. Here's a list of the things we're talking about.

• Dourap is Shaken Complication
• V'Kor Relations Damaged Complication
• N'Varas Widow surgery Success at Cost
• Ally Banks first aid Success at Cost

I believe those are the four things we can affect at this point; Davy, correct me if I'm wrong. I favor a 50/50 split between Momentum and Threat for all of these things, which will leave us with 1 Momentum in the pool and raise Threat to 10. Renny and Nolmir, if you favor a different distribution of meta-currency, or you're willing to skip any of the above, this is the time to let us know.

ETA: Apparently you can't color a numbered list.

OOC: The only correction is that Ally is a first aid Success at Cost. Otherwise, you're correct.

OOC: Okay, everyone had previously agreed to fix things; since nobody has objected to the proposed payment plan, I'm going to go ahead and say to our GM...go for it. All four of them. Let's fix the timeline....

OOC: Sounds good to me!

OOC: Acknowledging spending 4 Momentum and adding 4 Threat to effect the following changes:
- Counter Dourap Is Shaken Complication
- Counter V'Kor Relations Damaged Complication
- Success at Cost for the surgery task on N'Varas' widow
- Success at Cost for the first aid task on Specialist Banks

The cost for N'Varas' widow's survival is that her condition is grave enough that it will be more difficult to remove her injury complications (which are nebulous, but medical), and that she will be in an induced coma for "some time" and unable to answer any questions.

The cost of Ally's survival is that she's out of commission for the remainder of the episode; she's also not in a condition to answer questions at this point (and possibly not for the rest of the episode).

Current
Momentum 1
Threat 10

Upon returning to the ship, Cole makes for the bridge and reports their findings to the captain. Things that stand out are that the perpetrator used a bladed weapon (leaving fragments behind) and that they again transported away from the scene.

OOC: Remember, we do have that transporter log search to complete (and T'Paara will follow up with her promise to provide the transporter logs for the apartment complex area, which can be included in the task).

Ensign O'Neill finds his way to sickbay. One of the orderlies tells him that both patients are still in surgery and begins to say they'll likely be there a while when the doors to the operating theater open with a swish. Dr. Dourap wearily exits the chamber, his scrubs covered in blood, and wordlessly crosses the sickbay to his office. Before the door closes, O'Neill sees him more fall into his chair than sit, and the doctor runs his hand through his thinning hair, letting out a frustrated sigh.

Lt. Kiunya appears in the operating theater threshold, his scrubs as bloodied as the doctor's. Knowing O'Neill was responsible for the patients' discovery, he informs the ensign that the V'Kor officer had massive damage to multiple vital organs; the bodyguard had no chance.

The ensign also sees the still form of Ally Banks in a nearby biobed, her form largely hidden by a surgical support frame. Her countenance is peaceful, and, if not for the active readout above her saying otherwise, it's almost like she's in repose. Casey, intuitively knowing the object of his gaze, reassures him that she's going to be all right.

Around 0500, the crew learns that N'Varas' mate is out of surgery and stable. Her wounds are devastating and Dr. Galt reports that she'll need additional surgical and regenerative therapy in the near future to have a chance at a full recovery.

Starfleet Station, Vulcan
At 0801 local time, Treyva, Sorak, Tobin, and Cole find themselves with Dr. Suchwani in Commodore Santiago's office, having been summoned long before the non-Denobulans were ready to wake after the late night.

"What the hell do you think you were doing?" the commodore berates the group, his ire directed largely at the commanding officer, but having plenty to spare for the others. "These people are our allies! I gave you explicit instructions to tread carefully in this investigation, and I find out that you're making active inquiries regarding a major religious sect, nearly get a prominent law enforcement officer killed, succeed in getting three others killed, including an intelligence officer and your damned liaison on this case, and then we get multiple complaints regarding Starfleet security personnel trampling all over the rights of Vulcan citizens and resident aliens!

"I have half a mind to end your investigation and place a formal reprimand in each of your jackets."

Santiago pauses a moment, then closes his eyes and releases a breath. Dr. Suchwani politely clears her throat, which prompts the commodore to gesture for her to step in.

"We understand this is a delicate line you are being forced to walk," she counsels. "But Vulcan has endured increased sectarian tensions in the past several years, especially with the rise to political prominence by adherents to the Nirak philosophy.

"Even here, speculation travels at warp 60," the diplomat explains. "I'm sure you can appreciate the potential for real conflict once news of sectarian motivations to these murders reaches the general public."

Finally collected, Santiago chimes back in, "Where are you in your investigation? What concrete evidence do you have against this Jarokovan monk? And how close are you to being able to make it stick?"

"Sir, if I may," Tobin begins, shooting a glance in his captain's direction, "the monk, Kavoran, has both means and, potentially, motive to have carried out these attacks. He has unfettered access to one of the few blades that match the evidence -- the others we know of being accounted for. He has the skill and training with this blade to have used it. According to footage viewed by Commander Sorak, he has ... frustration with the philosophy of tuSurak. That doesn't prove he is our murderer, but it does frame him as a strong suspect.

"My intuition is that he is guilty. If we analyze his transporter logs, I believe we will find evidence placing him at the scenes of these crimes. If Spec. Banks or N'Varas' widow are able to identify their attacker, they should, in my opinion, be able to prove it beyond a shadow of doubt."

"Commodore I take full responsibility for the actions of my security team and I believe they acted with professionalism and courage in a dangerous situation. As Mr Tobin has stated, transporter logs are being investigated as we speak, and assuming Ally..." , he pauses a beat, "...Specialist Banks recovers from the wounds she sustained in defence of Vulcan citizens and resident aliens, I'm confident she will have information vital to the identification of her assailant."

OOC: Moving this along a bit.

Santiago and Dr. Suchwani exchange glances, and the commodore appears to relax a little.

"You're saying you have a monastic who has 'problems' with the philosophy of Surak, who is skilled enough with a sword to pull off several murders, has such a sword in his possession, is doing so by bouncing around the planet using its transporter network," he repeats, "and that the evidence supports this theory."

He rubs his temple with two fingers. "Let's say there's a method to your madness and you're actually onto something; how will the transporter logs give you any additional proof? If it were blatantly obvious who was transporting in and out around the murders, don't you think the Vulcan authorities would've already identified them?"

Sorak clears his throat. "Commodore, if I may, as I have more than a passing familiarity with both the case and Vulcan law enforcement procedures," he queries. Santiago gestures for him to continue. "Our experience with the attacks last night shows that the perpetrator is capable of scrambling their transporter identity at both the departure and destination coordinates. Vulcan investigators would not have had any patterns to identify initially, and, were it not for Mr. Thadis' unfortunate proximity to three victims, they would also have no suspects at this point.

"I have confidence that they would have eventually discovered the victims' connections, which would have led them on our same path, albeit at a slower pace," the engineer continues. "Mr. Les and Mr. Cole are confident this Kavoran is the most-likely culprit, and they have my confidence as their first officer."

The commodore studies the Vulcan's face for several moments, causing Sorak to raise a questioning eyebrow. With a flick of his gaze to Treyva and then Dr. Suchwani, he finally relents, "Very well, you have 24 hours to establish definitively whether Kavoran is your man. After that, you will turn over your evidence to the V'Kor and have no further involvement in the investigation. Meanwhile, we'll petition to have Mr. Thadis' on-station restrictions lifted. Dismissed."

*~*~*~*~*

The officers return to the ship to pore though the transporter logs. Thanks to Treyva & Asha's algorithm, they're able to narrow the search down to only the transports within two hours of each estimated time of death for everything prior to the early morning excitement, and to within a half-hour each of the attacks on Spalan and N'Varas.

Also thanks to the morning's events, Tobin knows, generally, what to seek in those logs - anomalous transports that don't seem to match departure and destination.

OOC: Okay, this will be an Insight + Science task vs. Difficulty 5. I'm going to reduce it to Difficulty 4 because of the algorithm work by Asha (treating it as a uncontrolled supporting character Advantage), and further to Difficulty 3 because Tobin was able to actually see the anomalous transporter tagging in action.

That said, there's no reason everyone can't help out, but I'm going to limit assist rolls to Treyva (Insight + Science, Observation Focus will apply) and Cole (Insight + Security) in this regard. Sorak & T'Kiri will also assist, but in the manner of providing an additional supporting character Advantage, further reducing the task to Difficulty 2.

Current
Momentum 1 0 (new scene)
Threat 10

OOC: I'll be back in this shortly. Lots of stuff going on.

OOC: Davy, would Tobin's Testing  A Theory talent apply in this situation for an extra d20?

I'll go ahead and make the normal roll for now to keep things moving:
Tobin's Insight 9 + Science 5 vs. Difficulty 2

OOC: Well, if Testing a Theory doesn't apply, Treyva or Cole well definitely have to chip in with an assist.

OOC: Yes, Testing a Theory will apply, as you succeeded in your trace task in the earlier scene. Feel free to roll that extra die.

Okay, Renny & Patrick, please provide your assist rolls.

OOC: The extra d20 for Testing a Theory:

OOC: Treyva Assist roll, Insight + Science (9/5), TN14, Observation Focus in play


Let's see how this fares.

OOC: By the skin of my Denobulan teeth, but I'll take it.

OOC: Sorry for the delay. Here's Cole's assist -

Insight + Security (9/5).

OOC: Tobin has 2 Successes, Treyva adds 1 Success, and Cole adds 1 Success. 4 Successes vs. Difficulty 2. Success, plus 2 Momentum generated!

Current
Momentum 0 (2 pending, Tobin)
Threat 10

Asha's algorithm transforms a task that would've taken days, if not weeks, to accomplish into only three hours of data parsing by the investigative team. What's left is a series of anomalous transporter tags that bracket each incident - one pair arriving at the scene and one pair departing.

A normal departure-destination tag pairing will be linked by a single "transport activity identification code." This code is the last 97 alpha-numeric characters on each tag, and is unique to a single transport. The anomalous tags in question are orphans, repeated TAICs from transports hours or even days prior (and for which the departure-arrival pair has been matched).

Other orphans are discovered from the days of the various murders. These pairs have one location in common: Shival Overlook Monastery.*

* The monastery is the departure site for the transport before the murders, and the arrival site for the transport following the murders. -Ed

OOC: Any momentum spends?

OOC: if we have Momentum to spend I would suggest it's worth looking to confirm that the times of those transports align with the incidents in question which would surely be enough evidence to convince the Vulcan authorities to seize transporter records and security footage if any from the monastery to try and identify the person or persons using the monastery transporter at those times.

OOC: Sorry about the lack of clarity on my part. You folks can confirm with the information on hand that the anomalous TAICs to and from the monastery align with the estimated times of death. I'll further clarify that each transport to or from the monastery took place within 90 minutes of each murder.

"This does seem to bear out my suspicions," Tobin says, after the anomalous logs are identified. "And my initial readings after the attack on Sorak's parents also make more sense now. Our perpetrator is bouncing their transporter signal around the planetary network using old ID codes."

OOC: Well, that seems pretty damning. Does the data bear out that the departures/arrivals at the monastery are the first/last of the anomalous codes in each incident? (Spending a Momentum if needed.)

It seems like the next course of action will have to be what Renny suggested, regarding having the authorities seize evidence from the monastery. I think we should also work to establish whether Kavoran is capable of manipulating the transporter codes, or is associated with someone who could.

OOC: I'm going to call this an Obtain Information request. 1 Momentum spent. Remember, Tobin's Studious Talent gives him one free question on an Obtain Information Momentum spend.

Tobin determines the sequence for each attack is as follows:

A. 30-90 minutes before estimated time of death (ETD) - transport from monastery to intermediate location
- No two intermediate locations are the same

B. 1-10 minutes before ETD - transport from intermediate location to attack site

C. 1 minute before to 1 minute after ETD - transport from attack site to different intermediate location
- Again, no two intermediate locations are the same, and none match an incoming intermediate location

D. 30-90 minutes after ETD - transport from intermediate location to monastery

The orphaned TAICs are all consistent in this regard.

After Tobin explains his assessment to the others, Sorak nods his head and asks, "If I recall correctly, you observed personal identities cycling through during the transport attempt from Spalan's estate. Do these records also show anomalous personal identities?"

OOC: Nolmir, don't forget that you have Talents and role abilities that give you free Momentum for Obtain Information spends.

OOC: Sorry guys, had a busy weekend. I'd like to use Tobin's free Obtain Information to answer Sorak's question on the personal identities (I'd forgotten all about that!).

OOC: Bonus question acknowledged.

Just for clarity, each transport on the Vulcan network is identified using four elements:
1. Timestamp in Federation Stardate notation (to the fourth decimal (i.e., 0.24 seconds)).
2. Federation Standard Transporter Personal Identity Tag (PIT or ID Tag).
3. Vulcan planetary XYZ coordinates (which extend to geosynchronous orbit).
4. Transporter Activity Identification Code (TAIC).

When combined, these four elements are called a Unique Transport Catalogue Tag (TCT).

His memory jogged by the XO, Tobin finds that each departure-destination pair shows a different personal identity tag, and no identity repeats for any of the orphaned tags. In fact, Lt. Thadis is listed on a departure from the Sas-a-Shar research station, a full 22 minutes after his recorded arrival aboard the ship from that very location, and last night's transport from the monastery ahead of the attacks bears Lt. Cole's identity.

Asha, looking at the data with amazement, wonders aloud, "This is...incredible, really. But, it all seems so circumstantial; how does this tie to our suspect? I expect there are several monks who could've taken the sword when Kavoran wasn't with it."

"That is correct. While this evidence is approximately 83.488 percent sufficient to exonerate Lt. Thadis, it is less so to arrest and charge another," T'Kiri admits. "Mr. Thadis, is there anything common to these orphaned tags that could help us focus our search? If it is a device creating these anomalies, does it have a signature of some kind that we can identify?"

OOC: Any other spends? Remember, Threat is available to purchase. :)

Current
Momentum 0 (1 pending, Tobin)
Threat 10

"Indeed, the evidence is so far circumstantial," Tobin replies to Asha. "Another monk could theoretically be responsible, but between his access to the weapon and a documented history of dispute with advocates of tuSurak ... well, I suppose you can call it a hunch."

The Trill scientist turns to T'Kiri. "And that is an excellent question, Principal Investigator. Let's see if there's anything to be gleaned from the data."

OOC: I'd like to look for any sort of signature that ties the anomalous tags together. I don't think Chief Science Officer applies to this situation, so I'll spend that last Momentum if not.

OOC: Correct, neither the ship's Computers nor Sensors assisted in this task, so Chief Science Officer doesn't apply.

1 Momentum spent.

Current
Momentum 0
Threat 10

It takes a good half-hour to cross check with other TAICs proximate in time and location to the anomalous tags, but Tobin realizes the middle 15 digits in each anomalous TAIC is identical, even where they would normally differ. This could be a program signature of some kind...possibly something inserted by the programmer as a personal signature code, or a limitation of the device itself, which may be traceable.

Tobin explains his findings to the others. "These middle digits could be a programmer's signature code, or perhaps the unintended byproduct of the use of some sort of device. Either way, it does further demonstrate that these TAICs are all related. I suggest we do some research on Kavoran and his fellow monks to see if any of them have backgrounds that would suggest the skills necessary to pull something like this off. And perhaps, given this new information, the Vulcan authorities would be amenable to searching the monastery for additional evidence showing who our suspect might be."

"What do you think, Principal Investigator?" Cole said,  "Do you think we have enough to warrant a search of the monastry?"

T'Kiri considers the evidence presented and nodded thoughtfully. "I agree. This should be enough to obtain judicial cause for a search of the monastery. Be advised however; in our justice system, such warrants are often strictly narrow, so expect limitations on what we can seek.

"In the meantime, could you and your team search the Federation criminal justice database to determine if the code you discovered is a known signature? I will do the same with the planetary database," she asks. "If it is a programmer's signature, it is likely not the first of its kind."

OOC: Inquiring of the Federation criminal database would be an Insight+Conn task at Difficulty 1. It can be assisted with a Presence+Conn task (to help grease the warp drive, so to speak). I'll allow for Success at Cost, the cost being a delay in retrieving the information (red data tape and such).

OOC: I think Cole's probably the guy for this, Cole. Tobin can assist if that sounds good to you.

OOC: Sounds good.

"I can do that, Principal Investigator but i'm going to return to my office to use my direct terminal. It will speed things up. I'll have one of my people come up and they'll be at your disposal while on board." Cole looks at Tobin." Sir, would you care to join? I could use your expertise"

OOC: Once we resolve that task, the warrant will be ready. :)

"Certainly, Lieutenant. Let's see what we can find on our mysterious code."

OOC: Tobin's assist: Presence 9 + Conn 2

Cole's office on the Drake sits on deck 7, just aft of the brig. He offers Tobin a seat whilst he settles at his own console and keys into the database. Having received the parameters of the search based on Tobin's work, he begins the search.

OOC: Insight (9) + Conn (3)

OOC: Urgh. One success and one complication.

OOC: I think we agreed to bin off the Complication with a Momentum spend?

Quote from: Renny on April 02, 2024, 06:56:30 AMOOC: I think we agreed to bin off the Complication with a Momentum spend?

OOC: Aye. I'll incorporate that into my post. Any Obtain Information spends will need to be achieved by adding Threat.

OOC: 1 Success from Cole and 2 Successes from Tobin. 3 Successes vs. Difficulty 1. Success, plus 2 Momentum and a Complication generated!

Current
Momentum 0
Threat 10

The complication will be Flagged Inquiry, which will inhibit any further information (no Obtain Information spends allowed for this success, and any further tasks along this line of inquiry will be at +1 Difficulty). Renny is spending the 2 Momentum to buy off the Complication.

Cole's knack for navigating the Federation Security Database and Tobin's greater authority as a lieutenant commander allows them to retrieve information in good time.

The code they provide is a programmer's signature. It's tied to a Tellarite criminal by the name Mostan Praam-Huver, wanted for several hacking and contraband device crimes. The moment they try to further gather information on Praam-Huver, their inquiry is locked down and they're kicked out of the database, their screen replaced by the Starfleet Security Corps emblem overlaid by "RESTRICTED" in large red letters. Whoever this fellow is, he's someone of extreme interest.

Cole, however, knows how to get by the block; he reaches down into a drawer in his desk and pulls out a microtape, given to him by Mia Tyler after their successful operation against Dietrich Schrepfermann, and inserts it into a slot on the computer. Their connection is quickly restored and the restriction is lifted.

Praam-Huver apparently has had an interesting career. Federation and member world security services have detained him and confiscated no fewer than 11 suspicious items over the past six years, including a device that appeared to be tailored to spoof tags on the Centauran transporter network (its signature code matches Tobin's discovery exactly). The restriction was placed by Starfleet Intelligence, who apparently have him sequestered somewhere under the watchful eye of Romeo Outpost Station HQ (near the Romulan Neutral Zone).

The device is described in detail, and images show it to be easily concealed in the palm. With this information, Tobin suspects they can find it if it's within two meters of a tricorder.

At this point, their communicator beeps, and T'Kiri announces she has obtained a warrant to search the monastery premises; however, two complications have arose: First, V'Kor leadership will not allow it's personnel to conduct the investigation, to avoid any potential sectarian "aggravation," meaning the Starfleet task force has to execute the warrant; second, the region around the monastery has just come under a transporter blackout due to a major sandstorm, and will not be accessible for at least two days. Given that the warrant expires in one star day, a shuttle is necessary to access the site. T'Kiri has been authorized to observe the search as part of the task force, but she is prohibited from participating.

Elsewhere on the Drake...
The young Andorian has had to endure the Vulcan heat and the Vulcan arrogance at the Starfleet station on that infernal red planet to finally get to his first posting out of the academy, the Constellation-class USS Drake. A brand new ship, straight off her shakedown cruise, from what he has heard...including some scuttlebutt about a scrap with the Klingons far away from the Klingon border.

Aboard for all of one day, Chev is assigned to the shuttle crew rotation (until Lt. Costa clears him for bridge duties), and is supposed to connect with a nav-department lieutenant by the name of Voshen to prepare the Dubilier for a sortie into a massive sandstorm.

Sickbay, Isolation Chamber
Sitting in a dimly-lit isolation chamber, Voshen breathes in the special gas mix that keeps him alive in the hostile nitrogen-oxygen environment. It's the first time in several days that he has been able to doff his apparatus and see without his special lenses.

Through the transparent aluminum window next to the door, in an equally-dimly lit control chamber, a Tellarite doctor and his human head nurse observe his vitals. Dr. Dourap is talking about how he devised a portable breathing apparatus for folks from a thin-atmosphere world a couple years ago, and how he could probably redesign the Zaranite's own device to be less bulky. The last one got him published twice, and he thinks he could get another one applying his lessons learned to Voshen's project.

Nurse Kiunya seems to chuckle slightly to himself as he observes the data, getting the doctor back on track by stating, "Your metabolism remains stable in this mix, Mr. Voshen."

"You'll need to come in a little more often to replenish your system's reagents," Dourap notes. "But I'm satisfied I can approve you for full duty." With a glance to Casey, the doctor disappears through the light trap and the soft hiss of a door opening and closing filters into the chamber.

"Go ahead and get your mask back on, I'll have you out of there in a jiffy," Casey says pleasantly.

Sickbay Offices
Chev enters sickbay just as a middle-aged Tellarite officer in a medical coat exits the main ward, his eyes scanning a datapad as he goes. Without looking up, he says, "You're new."

Only then does he acknowledge the young Andorian's presence by lifting his gaze, scrutinizing the newcomer as he adds, "Are you here for a check up? Injury? Stub your antenna? I don't have time for a social call."

OOC: Okay, stuff for everyone, methinks. socrates, Voshen can enter the sickbay offices scene whenever you want...as soon as Patrick gets the posting issue figured out.

"Acknowledged."  Voshen's thin voice rasped. 

A dull burn pitched in his throat.  Testing the ship's fluorine mix without the apparatus had been necessary to establish a baseline, and Dr. Dourap had assured him the procedure would be "painless enough".  The burning threatened to settle deeper into his lungs as he affixed his facemask, and took in a measured inhale.  The rebreathed air was sharp ice against the heat.  After a few more quiet breaths, the pain faded and was gone once again.

"Ah.  Home again, old friend," he said to himself, the sound of his vocoder now resonant in the isobaric chamber.  "My thanks, Nurse Kiunya.  You may inform the doctor of my continued survival."  He moved a hand to his brow in a jocular gesture, took another collecting breath, then turned to don the rest of his uniform.

Ah, thinks Chev, a Tellarite. Finally someone who doesn't mask their true feelings behind a veneer of logic.

"I'm Ensign ch'Valk, new to the ship," he says to the doctor. "My friends call me Chev, so I assume you'll call me Ensign. I'm here for someone named Voshen? We're on the away team down to the surface. Flying a shuttle through a sandstorm, so you know, we may never see each other again." He shrugs, feigning sadness, then looks to the isolation chamber and adds, "If he puts a Vulcan salute against the glass and starts talking about friendship, I'm leaving."

Quote from: Davy, aka GM on April 04, 2024, 04:42:31 PMThe device is described in detail, and images show it to be easily concealed in the palm. With this information, Tobin suspects they can find it if it's within two meters of a tricorder.

At this point, their communicator beeps, and T'Kiri announces she has obtained a warrant to search the monastery premises; however, two complications have arose: First, V'Kor leadership will not allow it's personnel to conduct the investigation, to avoid any potential sectarian "aggravation," meaning the Starfleet task force has to execute the warrant; second, the region around the monastery has just come under a transporter blackout due to a major sandstorm, and will not be accessible for at least two days. Given that the warrant expires in one star day, a shuttle is necessary to access the site. T'Kiri has been authorized to observe the search as part of the task force, but she is prohibited from participating.

"Well, it's not every day we get to take a shuttle through a sandstorm, Mr. Cole," Tobin says as he programs the device's description into his tricorder. "It ought to be interesting, at least. And there's a silver lining -- if we're right about Kavoran, the storm should at least keep him from attempting any anonymous transporter trips until we get down there."