Day 04 [0718 hrs.] - Call The Experts February 28, 2022, 06:39:08 PM [ Lt. RraHnam | Security Center | Deck 7 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @uytrereee [Show/Hide][D04|0718] Call The ExpertsApril 22, 238107:18 hrs.Stardate: 57663.94Again and again, RraHnam had gone through the few shots of the attack on the brig. She looked at the available images from every angle she could. This also meant that she reenacted the fateful moments on the holodeck attached to the security center. She went through the footage frame by frame, reliving the deaths of good Starfleet officers by the dozen. She had been lucky to get surveillance footage at all, as the databases had suffered quite a bit due to the Klingon attack.The images were gruesome to look at. So much suffering. The agony on the faces of the victims. The caitian woman felt pity for them. It was not a nice ending. Even though she didn't know the people personally, they deserved RraHnam to do her best to clarify the circumstances of their deaths, and that included finding out if the failure of security in the brig was due to sabotage, or if it was a chain of unfortunate circumstances."Computer, please remove all personnel from the recording.""Affirmative."The computer calculated for a moment, then all participants disappeared from the projection. Only the barren room remained visible. RraHnam walked through the copy of the real Brig, which could be found just a few rooms away. She noted that due to the attack, much of the quality of the footage had been lost and that some areas had been extrapolated by the computer to create a more holistic sense of space. Although the former professional athlete certainly appreciated that, the engineer in her wanted to get to the bottom of it all."Computer, please remove the extrapolation of the representation.""Attention! This could affect the stability of the program being shown.""I see," RraHnam muttered. "Computer, please implement my command.""Acknowledged."After another moment of silence, holes began to form all over the room. Some were only a few millimeters in size, while others ate up entire wall or floor panels. The result was a rendering of a brig that resembled a Swiss cheese. The real security footage had not seen nearly as much as the result of the extrapolated data tried to suggest. This left RraHnam to draw two conclusions for the time being: Either the ship's computer was much more capable of producing a nearly complete image from incomplete data, or someone was helping. Either way, RraHnam needed help and someone who knew her way around the ship. She didn't want to crawl into the bowels of the ship alone to look behind the walls for possible flaws or damage in the structure, and she needed a second opinion.The security officer terminated the program and headed back to her terminal. It was early in the morning and the alpha shift had just begun. If she was lucky, she could still pick up an engineer to give her a hand before the day's assignments were distributed. RraHnam saved her data to an isolinear chip and headed to the chief engineer's office to ask him to assign someone to her investigation. She could have simply requested personnel through the usual communication channels, but she was reluctant to make her first impression that way. She was the new one on the ship, and as such, she had some convincing to do first.RraHnam had learned a few things in her career as a security officer. Among them was that it was usually easier to make a request directly, or that it was much more fruitful to pursue a matter personally. That way, her presence could create some sense of urgency in her counterpart and expedite other matters. It also allowed her to get to know other members of the crew.RraHnam put the chip in the inside pocket of her uniform jacket and logged out of her terminal. She left the security center and headed for the turbolift. After only a few moments, she entered deck 25 and stood in front of the door to main engineering. The door slid open to both sides with a hiss, revealing the ship's massive warp reactor. The familiar hum of the machinery reached her delicate hearing. She entered the engine room and was pleased to see that there was already some activity here. On silent cat-soles she walked towards the Chief Engineer's office and knocked on the open door."Excuse me, Chief Engineer Arnold? Do you have a moment for me? My name is RraHnam. I'm the ship's new Investigations Officer and I could need some help."