(( Undersea Facility, Deep Trenches, Deluvia IV ))
With another life sign confirmed via the internal sensors in a science lab on level 3, the officers were now deciding how best to investigate. Maezel had discovered a security officer where it may be possible to secure a weapon. She was very aware of her of lack
of combat ability being much more at home in a lab than fight.
Fenn: I’m a scientist, not a security officer; my ability to fight someone is limited. If whoever is down there wants to take exception to us being on their station, then a weapon might come in handy.
Sevo: Well, if they’re not doing anything illegal, and they want us to leave, we will. No need for violence.
V’Lar: Response
Sevo: See what you can pull from the computers up here. Then we’ll head down through the sublevels.
Fenn: ::checking the terminal one more time:: Information is surprisingly sparse. The feed is definitely designed for someone who knows what’s going on to oversee things. I don’t think we’re going to find out much more than we have already but give me a moment
and I’ll double check.
V’Lar: Response
Sevo: So far, we haven’t seen anything to suggest illicit activities. But we are trespassing, so we’ll proceed carefully.
Maezel stayed silent as she continued to tap away at the terminal attempting to retrieve any information that might help them. There was plenty of data to look at on the data feed but it was impossible to know what it all referred to. Maezel considered that
this could have been a security measure to prevent intruders from finding out what the facility was for.
V’Lar: Response
Sevo: Ensign, how’s it going with the computer? Got everything you can?
Fenn: There’s multiple references to a Project 17 and a number of status updates regarding a series of alphanumerical processes but nothing I can see that provides much context.
Sevo / V’Lar: Response
Fenn: Whatever it is we won’t find out for sure from here.
Maezel left the terminal and headed towards the turbolift. The level 3 science labs were three decks down and she was eager to find out what this facility was. She was sure that whoever it was they had detected would be able to help them solve this particular
mystery. Once the others had entered the turbolift, her fingers hovered over the controls (now in Federation Standard).
Fenn: So last chance, straight to level 3 or are checking out the security office first?
Sevo / V’Lar: Response
Science Officer
USS Gorkon
G240210MF3
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