Chapter 01: Tensions Rising December 02, 2015, 03:31:59 PM Episode 04: Simulcast | Chapter 01 "Tensions Rising" [ Three Hours Later | USS Resolve | Conference Lounge ] DocReno & Absinthe"Any word on A'vura yet?" asked Tristan Kendrick, pacing the length of the briefing room with Keval seated by the table next to Krystal Tancredi. F'Rell was present as well, and the rest of the gathering was the surviving Senior Staff of the Resolve - all having heeded Tristan's call. Derik Veradin was there, as well as Chief Medical Officer Lyhn. The Counselolr Ejek and Suq, their Cheif Engineer, along with Vivian Martin, the Chief Science Officer. All except for Tristan's Chief of Operations, who was not responding to calls."I've tried tah make contact with Security," said Krystal in her Sourthern drawl and shrugged with one shoulder, now in her regular white-collared uniform. She had her feet on the briefing room table, and Tristan could not remember at which point during the past three years he had ceased to tell her to sit properly - leaving her sit as she might. "Says they are not priviliged to tell meh anything. Sound faking fishy to me, and I can't help to think this Bradford guy I end up speaking with when I hail them is lying, to beh honest. Says I need to talk to sameh Komial woman, but she is nah available. I learned she was at tha scene of the explosion."Frowning, Tristan was tired of waiting. He was split between remaining aboard his ship in case something happened, and to head back on the starbase to find A'vura."All right, I have had enough of this. I need volunteers to go find this Lieutenant Komial, probably still at the top of the base, and I want others to head to their security offices to see if there anyone else we can talk to. They must have a surveillance system, and if we have to search the recordings for ourselves, we will. I want A'vura back on the ship. So, who goes?"OOC: Note that 3 hours have passed in waiting since the bomb went off. DocReno & Absinthe, have your characters pick either the bomb scene or the security offices. My next reply will have either Tristan and Krystal joining you respectively and leave the ship.[ Below the Sub-space Acquisition Grid | Starbase 84 ] Attn: 1) Brutus, 2) Kaligos or VystoriThe body of the Romulan still lay on the floor in the dim light, untouched.The Chief of Security had been at the scene for almost three hours, and the simple reason was that she had to wait for forensics to show up. Apparently, the Borg had to regenerate, leaving Security to make their own guess-work about what had happened. In wait for Ensign Six, the coordination of the station-wide searches had been handled from the foul-smelling place, and while they had a suspect in the Brig, she had yet to come to after having been stunned by Crewman Bradford.The search teams had found nothing out of the ordinary on the starbase, leaving everyone to guesswork. Bradshaw remained in the security offices, taking over the aides duty station and answering messages and hails. His suspicions about what had gone down quickly spread among the officers as if it was the truth. When Ensign Six hadn't shown up right away, someone from Science had been ordered to go there instead, and he had spent the last hour on the scene - filling in and logging findings until the Borg arrived. As soon as she did, he was to report back to his Chief Science Officer.After three hours, Ensign Six arrived at the scene.[ Security Offices | Brig | Starbase 84 ] Attn: 1) Nyla, 2) RedBaronAfter Crewman Bradford left the Orion woman in her holding cell - facing the one where the last remaining Romulan raider was being held - three hours had passed without events or news on what had happened on the starbase after the bomb went off.The posted Brig Officer was an Ensign by the name Turlington, a soft-spoken and large man that did his duty but only as far as he was required to. He spent his time by the brig duty station scouring the database for things to read while he waited for his shift to end. He had a fascination for last century vehicles and aeroplanes, and could spend hours immersing himself if the specifications on antiquities.A meal had been served a few minutes ago, and the trays in the Romulan's and the Orion's holding cells were still left where they had been replicated. That was when the Orion woman came to, and found herself in the stark white cell, and with only another Romulan staring at her from across the floor of the Brig... Unless, with the lack of forehead ridges, he was actually Vulcan. A small comfort, in that case, given the circumstances.