Lt. Cmd. Silveira:New clues, new directions.
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Apr 4, 2026, 4:34:25 PMApr 4
to USS Artemis-A – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((Kerrit Dromos Park, City One, Rylor))
Vitor kept down, and dropped to all fours, as if he was examining something keeping his voice low, so only Munro and Tarsan could hear.
Silveira: OK I see it now. It’s a little too suspicious to just be looking at us and at the exact place our missing officer combadge was dropped.
Munro: I agree but we can't assume what the reason for that would be.
Tarsan: Response
Vitor smiled and turned his head to the others, as he raised his hand as if showing something to the others.
Silveira: How about we break and surround him. ::he smirked at Munro:: I heard you're good at a race Commander, what do you say you go left and I'll go right? ::he turned his hand to Tasan:: We kept the easy part for you Ensign, you run straight at the tree and the suspect…
Munro laughed but instead of his cunning plan she chose to play it differently. Instead of rushed action she raised her hands and approached the suspicious figure.
Munro: I'm Commander Ava Munro, of the USS Artemis :: extends her hands peacefully:: Please don't run.
Whoever it was hesitated, but then revealed itself as Vitor stood up.
Man: :: nervous :: I'm Khaled Dharan. I … I am Junior Flight Controller of Rylor Spaceport.
Dharan lifted his arms.
Munro: Nice to meet you, Khaled. We're looking for a missing officer of ours? Is that something you can help us with?
Vitor shrugged to Tarsan slightly disappointed that they didn’t had to make a break and tackle someone. But it was what it was, so with his typical smile he nodded politely as he stepped closer to them.
A polite response might give them a good rapport with Dharan
Silveira: Vitor Silveira, feel free to call me Sil.
Tarsan: Response
Dharan: They wouldn't listen to me. A Bajoran transport arrived yesterday, they had no permit to dock and their was inconsistent data in their registration. I … I filed a request with Bajoran authorities :: nervous :: I had no idea she was a Starfleet officer!
Munro: Her name is Vailani Zoyara. Do you know where she is? Is she still on the planet? You won't get into trouble. I promise.
Vitor’s muscles tensed but he tried to keep a smile on his lips as he spoke.
Silveira: And we can guarantee your safety.
Tarsan: Response
She approached the young man carefully, her arms still extended in friendship.
Munro: You can trust us.
Dharan: I thought they were suspicious so while I waited for the checks to come back - which takes a while sometimes - I kept an eye on their movements. They didn't leave their ship. They didn't do anything. No cargo transfers, no passenger boarding or disembarking. That's unusual. There was something wrong about the whole thing. My boss wouldn't listen, he said it wasn't up to us to interfere. He said we should wait for the request to come back. But when they finally left the ship, I followed them. Here.
Vitor nodded, letting Dharan continue.
Tarsan: Response
Dharan: I saw them approach the woman, she was Bajoran too. She wasn't wearing a uniform so I just thought she was the reason they were here. I was hiding so I couldn't see properly but I heard them :: smiles proudly :: Flight controllers have good hearing.
Munro: And what did you hear?
Dharan: They said they were the Kosst Amojen. And then they beamed away. I was too late to do anything but I wasn't sure what had happened. When I got back to Spaceport they had already left :: pleading :: I tried to talk to my boss but he wouldn't listen. I promise I didn't know she was Starfleet or I would have done something else.
Vitor’s eyes widened as Dharan spoke. His smile was now gone as he considered all they had learned now. Zoy was taken by Bajoran fundamentalists.
By ship which meant they needed to track them as quickly as they could.
Another concern was how the Spaceport authorities neglected the Bajorans ship.
If that was due to bureaucratic incompetence or kidnaping complacency it was to be found out yet.
Silveira: That’s not good.
Tarsan: Response
Munro reached out to Dharan placing her hand on his shoulder.
Munro: Listen to me. You did really good. You should be proud of yourself, your instincts were right and you followed them. If it wasn't for you we would be in the dark. Can you take us to Spaceport, we need all the information you have on that ship?
Dharan nodded. She indicated to the others to gather round.
Vitor turned to Tarsan before turning to Munro.
Silveira: One way or the other we need the Spaceport logs. And we better alert the ship.
::Vitor shook his head:: Kosst Amojan… We never get the easy ones…
Munro/Tarsan: Response
OOC: not adding much more tags as there are enough
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Cmd. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
Vitor kept down, and dropped to all fours, as if he was examining something keeping his voice low, so only Munro and Tarsan could hear.
Silveira: OK I see it now. It’s a little too suspicious to just be looking at us and at the exact place our missing officer combadge was dropped.
Munro: I agree but we can't assume what the reason for that would be.
Tarsan: Response
Vitor smiled and turned his head to the others, as he raised his hand as if showing something to the others.
Silveira: How about we break and surround him. ::he smirked at Munro:: I heard you're good at a race Commander, what do you say you go left and I'll go right? ::he turned his hand to Tasan:: We kept the easy part for you Ensign, you run straight at the tree and the suspect…
Munro laughed but instead of his cunning plan she chose to play it differently. Instead of rushed action she raised her hands and approached the suspicious figure.
Munro: I'm Commander Ava Munro, of the USS Artemis :: extends her hands peacefully:: Please don't run.
Whoever it was hesitated, but then revealed itself as Vitor stood up.
Man: :: nervous :: I'm Khaled Dharan. I … I am Junior Flight Controller of Rylor Spaceport.
Dharan lifted his arms.
Munro: Nice to meet you, Khaled. We're looking for a missing officer of ours? Is that something you can help us with?
Vitor shrugged to Tarsan slightly disappointed that they didn’t had to make a break and tackle someone. But it was what it was, so with his typical smile he nodded politely as he stepped closer to them.
A polite response might give them a good rapport with Dharan
Silveira: Vitor Silveira, feel free to call me Sil.
Tarsan: Response
Dharan: They wouldn't listen to me. A Bajoran transport arrived yesterday, they had no permit to dock and their was inconsistent data in their registration. I … I filed a request with Bajoran authorities :: nervous :: I had no idea she was a Starfleet officer!
Munro: Her name is Vailani Zoyara. Do you know where she is? Is she still on the planet? You won't get into trouble. I promise.
Vitor’s muscles tensed but he tried to keep a smile on his lips as he spoke.
Silveira: And we can guarantee your safety.
Tarsan: Response
She approached the young man carefully, her arms still extended in friendship.
Munro: You can trust us.
Dharan: I thought they were suspicious so while I waited for the checks to come back - which takes a while sometimes - I kept an eye on their movements. They didn't leave their ship. They didn't do anything. No cargo transfers, no passenger boarding or disembarking. That's unusual. There was something wrong about the whole thing. My boss wouldn't listen, he said it wasn't up to us to interfere. He said we should wait for the request to come back. But when they finally left the ship, I followed them. Here.
Vitor nodded, letting Dharan continue.
Tarsan: Response
Dharan: I saw them approach the woman, she was Bajoran too. She wasn't wearing a uniform so I just thought she was the reason they were here. I was hiding so I couldn't see properly but I heard them :: smiles proudly :: Flight controllers have good hearing.
Munro: And what did you hear?
Dharan: They said they were the Kosst Amojen. And then they beamed away. I was too late to do anything but I wasn't sure what had happened. When I got back to Spaceport they had already left :: pleading :: I tried to talk to my boss but he wouldn't listen. I promise I didn't know she was Starfleet or I would have done something else.
Vitor’s eyes widened as Dharan spoke. His smile was now gone as he considered all they had learned now. Zoy was taken by Bajoran fundamentalists.
By ship which meant they needed to track them as quickly as they could.
Another concern was how the Spaceport authorities neglected the Bajorans ship.
If that was due to bureaucratic incompetence or kidnaping complacency it was to be found out yet.
Silveira: That’s not good.
Tarsan: Response
Munro reached out to Dharan placing her hand on his shoulder.
Munro: Listen to me. You did really good. You should be proud of yourself, your instincts were right and you followed them. If it wasn't for you we would be in the dark. Can you take us to Spaceport, we need all the information you have on that ship?
Dharan nodded. She indicated to the others to gather round.
Vitor turned to Tarsan before turning to Munro.
Silveira: One way or the other we need the Spaceport logs. And we better alert the ship.
::Vitor shook his head:: Kosst Amojan… We never get the easy ones…
Munro/Tarsan: Response
OOC: not adding much more tags as there are enough
TAGs/TBC
Lt. Cmd. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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