[Transporter room]
D'Vana was getting bored with just waiting, but she was keeping an eye on the movement on deck two just incase they needed some kind of warning, as well as on movement heading towards her. However at this moment it was quite near her, but there was now movement on deck two.
She hit her commbadge for a private line to the 2XO. +taps+ "There's movement on the deck heading in your direction, might be a security sweep team making the rounds." She warned in a low growl, she meant they might either want to hurry up, or keep their voices down until the sweep team passes...
[Deck Two]
"That would be one of the Klingon patrols. I doubt they would be willing to give us the benefit of the doubt." Marcus said
"Quite unfortunate." Sakarra murmured under her breath. A brief touch and the red letters faded away, letting darkness fall over the quarters again. Indeed heavy boots passed by the door and the two humans seemed about to relax when the young Vulcan's sensitive ears picked up something even more alarming.
She barely managed to nudge the startled Security Chief into a position where the light that now fell into the room through the opening doors would not reveal his features, and made a soundless leap for the outline of the tall male entering the quarters.
One had to give the security officers credit for their quick reactions, immediately drawing the Vulcan's attention. Going for the closer shadow which happened to be Commander Falcon, the man was foolish enough to leave his back unprotected and by the time he realized there was a small hand positioning itself at the back of his neck, he already sank into unconsciousness.
"Most unfortunate indeed." Sakarra caught the tall one and gently let him sink to the carpeted floor.
"His name is Kovel, and I must assume he was alerted by the same discrepancies that sparked Mr Falcon's interest. I believe this would now qualify as assault, yes?"
Not that it made that much of a difference any more.
The download was nearly complete and Sakarra returned to the desk, reactivating the screen and motioning Commander Dylan to follow. Rather than Vulcan letters, the holographic representation of a ship shimmered into view. Sweeping, graceful and oh so familiar lines were it not for the oddly shaped and unusually large deflector dish.
"It is not the Stellar Nursery that Charon has been sent here for, Commander. We are here to find Temep Shar."
"Temep Shar?" Dylan asked. "Who or what is that?" he asked. He knew he didn't like what he was hearing now. The thought of a secret mission was not his idea of simple error.
An unreadable expression in her black eyes, the young Vulcan glanced up from her study of the diagram and made a brief gesture to encompass the image of the beautiful ship hovering suspended before her "'Who' is what a Vulcan might call her, although I believe a human will use the term 'what'. And the answer is before you, Commander. Temep-Shar. The Gateway. Vulcan registry number leh-nau steh-dah t`VuhRa, home port Vulcana Regar, under Command of Sesek. A prototype based on the design of the Seleya class, launched against the recommendation and over the protest of her Chief Designer T'Meni and out of contact ever since. A matter classified at the highest level, and sensitive enough for T'Pelar and select members of the council to not wish this to become public knowledge."
Least of all people who might go to great lengths to procure this technology for themselves. How it must have galled T'Pelar and her associates that command of the ship sent to retrieve their greatest achievement had been given to Shiarrael t'Rehu, an exile from the Rihannsu Star Empire.
"She travels through wormholes, Commander. Wormholes created by the ship herself. A technology the Vulcan Science council has worked on for two centuries, without ever being able to build a functioning prototype – until now. But something must have gone wrong, else she would have returned long ago."
A high pitched sound, inaudible to all but Vulcan ears, told Sakarra the information had been copied to the data chips and she shut down the device, leaving it on the desk. There was no point in returning it, Kovel already knew full well their secret had been discovered.
With a brief nod to the two security officers, the young Vulcan retrieved the chips and tapped her commbadge twice, the signal for the engineer to transport them back.
[Transporter room]
Hearing the double chirp from her commbadge she started to beam the three officer's back to the transporter room making sure as well as deleting her trail that would suggest anyone had used the transporter room. "Were you successful in what you were looking for?" She asked once they were beamed back...
"That would depend on the Lieutenant's definition of success. So far we have broken about half a dozen regs and laws. So yeah I'm sure we have pretty successfully made a mess of things."
"No, Commander, you have not."
Exhaling slowly, the young Vulcan pivoted around and gently placed a datachip on the console in front of the half Klingon engineer. "Lieutenant Xavier, I should greatly appreciate if you could take this to a computer terminal and upload the information after alerting the AI named Savant. This contains information she will require to effect repairs, and perhaps even retrieve some lost memory. If you are able to assist in any way, I am certain Savant will appreciate that as well. And please accept my apologies for imposing on you in this endeavor."
D'Vana gave a nod of understanding. "I'll help Savant process this information anyway that I can." She said softly not sure she liked the fact that Sakarra was going to be in the brig for trying to get to the truth of the matter, but there was nothing she could do the woman was right... logically right that they had broken quite a few regs and laws... Reaching for the data chip she gave a nod to the two Sec officers and left the room to make her way to the nearest computer terminal the Hydroponic's bay would be empty at the moment...
One wrong corrected, one more to go.
"Commander Marcus." The young Vulcan walked back to stand before the towering figure of the human and lifted her face, features etched in marble. Slowly, she held out the second chip to him.
"My last order before I shall relieve myself of duty is that you take this to the Captain. The hour may be late, however I should think she will not appreciate any more delays in learning about this. Please advise the CO that the Tal'Shiar is aware of the Temep Shar's existence and may very well already be observing our progress. I shall leave the appropriate course of action to your and her discretion."
Marcus took the chip and looked at it. He nodded. "I really hate Tal'Shiar" He stepped back and looked at Sakarra. If this information is correct, I will make sure that the Captain doesn't tar and Feather you." he said.
"Under Starfleet regulations I believe the proper course of action will be for you to arrest me now, for breaking and entering, theft, assault and most importantly, ordering fellow officers to engage in illegal activities despite their objections, yes? I am certain other legal items apply, although for the moment these shall suffice."
Sakarra nodded towards the other Security officer present, as calmly as if she were offering the man a cup of tea. "I do know the way to the brig; however said regulations prescribe an escort. If you would be so kind, Commander Falcon?"
[End Log]
Commander Dylan Marcus
Chief Security Officer
Lieutenant Commander Sakarra Tyrax
Chief Helm
Lieutenant D'Vana Xavier
Assistant Engineering Officer
USS Charon
