Lieutenant Velaan Saa - Is Yellow Shirt the new Red Shirt?
Sevantha Saa
(( Science Labs, Deck 3, USS Thor ))
Reviewing the inventory logs, Velaan had narrowed down the concerning contamination to an order of food for the Seda silk spider moths and the gossamer mice. They were pretty standard creatures as far as he knew for lab creatures, but he quickly learned that all of his companions were astrophysicists and not biologists. Their expertise to hypothesize from just the data was different.
V. Saa: I don't love the sound of that.
He was thankful Sachiko was a fairly small cat or he was certain his arm would be tingling half asleep.
Talyra: I know where the biology labs are and I can use a break from the numbers to show Lieutenant Vaa where they are.
Vaa? That was a new way to blend his two names though it wasn’t catchy enough to repurpose the mistake into a new nickname.
Tito: I can join as well.
Orlon, A.: Ah’m still gettin’ ta know the place, if ya dunna mind, Ah might tag along as well. Ya know, we can make it a fivesome!
Velaan paused, turned his head slightly to the side with a brow quirk that would win top prize at a Commander Spock impersonation competition.
Orlon, A: Oh my. That is’na how Ah meant it ta come out.
He covered his mouth to stop himself from saying something he’d regret later. She was his superior he’d just met, he was looking for a demotion today, or for Sevantha to telepathically chew him out.
Talyra: Very well.
Orlon, A.: ::Speaking in ‘baby talk.’:: Oh…ya like that dunna ya. Yeeessss. Of course ya do. Good little kitty.
Lifting his arm, freed from being Sachiko’s grooming spot, Velaan gave it a little shake out to regain full feeling. Tapping at the console, he sighed in frustration, everything was still a mess. No wonder they had DTI on board, half the officers were still getting their grips returning to duty. Maybe some should have taken longer off with some of the mistakes he was seeing.
V. Saa: No idea what the contamination is but I have a feeling we’ll find out when we get there.
Sachiko: Response
Talyra: Is the cat … coming with us? If we are going into a space with lab animals, it might be wise for her to stay here.
Sachiko: Mrow.
Both made fair points, Talyra for the reason of animal safety, Sachiko for her position as a now enlisted Federation officer.
Tito: Not an unreasonable thought, but I feel like our furred companion has a mind of it’s own.
Orlon, A.: Of course she does. She's an intelligent creature.
He indicated to her combadge and collar.
V. Saa: Technically she’s shadowing in Ops today so she’s on the job. ::folds his arms:: Plus if the mice have escaped, we may use her as our catcher.
Sachiko: Mow-ow.
Tito: Curious, it's as if it's trying to tell us something.
V. Saa: She’s very opinionated and clearly well versed on the subject of gosasmer mice. Maybe I should have printed her a blue collar.
His light-hearted humor wasn’t meant to mock his fellow officers or down play the severity of the situation. Though he was easily aware that personality had earned the ire of a few individuals in his life. Keiji Ren, the intelligence officer he’d dealt with time to time, especially loathed his personality though he was fairly certain the officer had her own issues with proper attitude and presentation.
Orlon.A/ Talyra: Response
Sachiko: Mrrroooooooow.
Tito: One day someone should develop a translator for them as well.
Velaan had only read the mind of a cat once. He had been a boy and the results were still a blur to him. There were reasons why Betazoids were uncomfortable with animal minds and largely because done improperly, without guidance could cause some brief neurological switch ups to occur.
Orlon, A.: Are ya alright there, little one? Yeesss? Or nay?
Well now Sachiko was getting outrighted spoiled.
Orlon, A.: Just a scientific inquiry ::Looking down at Sachiko:: What’s yer verdict, huh?
V. Saa: She is clearly completely affection starved.
Talyra: Response
Tito: Looks like someone wants a lift. Do you want me to hold up to your PADD, Lieutenant?
Orlon.A.: Oh, does someone else want ta carry her?
Velaan shot Tito an appreciated glance offering his PADD to the man.
V. Saa: Considering we’re going into a biology lab, I figure the scientists hands should be free in case there is anything of note to study in there.
He extended his arm outwards for Sachiko to climb back up on her perch and turned to follow the crew as they prepared to leave.
Talyra/Sachiko: Response
Tito: I am certain that between… ::Tito smiled at the cat:: the five of us, we can figure this out.
Orlon, A.: Ah’m sure we kin! Why dunna we head out?
V. Saa: Grab any gear you might want just in case.
He wasn’t sure if that was the marine or the operations officer in him speaking up.
Talyra/Sachiko: Response
The new Chief of Science stepped outside the lab intending to lead before abruptly stopping and turning towards them.
Orlon, A.: Perhaps, someone else should lead. Ah have’na yet got me bearings.
V. Saa: Ensign Talyra and Lieutenant Tito here can led.
Talyra/Sachiko/Tito: Response
Orlon, A.: Which way to the biology labs? Apparently we have a date with some worms and mice.
He simply grinned before reaching up to slightly stritch under Sachiko’s chin once more as if to remind her that she hadn’t been forgotten.
Talyra/Sachiko/Tito: Response
Orlon, A.: Oh. That was’na a dinner invitation. Ya may have ta wait a little longer ta eat.
To that, Velaan agreed.
V. Saa: You also have no idea what they’ve eaten either.
Talyra/Sachiko/Tito: Response
((Biology Labs, Deck 4, USS Thor ))
As the crew made their way down the hall, Velaan found himself growing a little more uncertain with each step towards the lab. No one had called in any issues but it seemed all he had found were the star scientists, not the planetary life form scientists. As they approached the lab, Velaan stepped forward feeling it was only right as the only yellow shouldered one currently to offer a bit of protection, unaware of Tito’s security history.
V. Saa: Anyone with a tricorder want to scan before we open?
Talyra/Sachiko/Tito/ Orlon, A.: Response
He gave them a moment or two, his brows furrowing with the results before he tapped in the access code and opened the door. Cautiously he peered it, which upon first inspection, looked normal, though this lab appeared to be kept intentionally dark for the Seda spidermoth silk production. Pulling out a light from his pocket, the scan scanned over the room before settling on the cages, several which appeared to now be empty. Many fallen from their shelves and cracked. His eyes narrowed a little.
Stepping inside cautiously, he paused, nearly stepping into a large amount of webbing. He froze and lifted his light up, where the Seda Spidersilk moths, now double their initial size had started forming a colony with the core of it in the center of the room.
V. Saa: Contamination seems to be more like a containment breech. ::looks around:: Also I don't see the mice or any signs the moths ate the mice.
Did spidermoths eat meat? Being halfway inside the room of their new colony was a bad time to realize he should have asked that earlier.
Talyra/Sachiko/Tito/ Orlon, A.: Response
[[To Be Continued…]]
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