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Tracking An Opera

Posted on Sun Jan 3rd, 2021 by Lieutenant Mia Grayson & Lieutenant Commander Sinjohl Tagorn & Lieutenant Commander Manuel de Planca & Lieutenant Brandon Kerr

Mission: Episode 11 - Summer's End
Location: Engineering Lab 10, Vidal Fleet Yards
Timeline: Day 2 at 1039
1126 words - 2.3 OF Standard Post Measure

Brandon wasn't a subject matter expert when it came to Klingon opera, in fact he was far from that. He had his arms crossed over his chest as he watched Lieutenant Grayson work on the PADD in front of her and debated whether or not it was worth saying anything at all. "Wouldn't it be better if we consulted with a Klingon?"

He asked the question almost before realizing that the words had left his lips and knew he was certainly going to get some dirty looks from the others. Mia wasn't exactly surrounded by experts on the matter. He didn't know why Manuel and Tagorn were even there.

Tagorn was still trying to get one of the PADDs to play the contents when the question had been asked, "I don't think this is about the operas," He answered. He looked away from the console where he was working. "I think this is more about determining why the PADDs were there in the first place."

"I may have an answer for that," Manuel offered, "The person who did this is clearly insane." He answered. "I wonder if the medical team is having any better luck than we are?" He asked.

Mia shrugged, "Don't know," She answered before walking away from her task and toward the replicator. "Cup of coffee, black, double sweet." She ordered and grabbed the steamy mug out of the machine. "The PADDs don't seem to have anything else on them.

"It's probably a false clue," She answered.

"Probably," Manuel said agreeing with that assessment, "I think Tagorn is right and this has nothing to do with Klingons or their culture. It could be a false clue to make it appear like a Klingon was involved in his death."

"That makes no sense," Mia commented.

Brandon agreed as he reviewed the next PADD that had several volumes of Klingon music on it. "A Klingon wouldn't have hundreds of years worth of operas on a bunch of PADDs," He said. "And, they wouldn't just leave them laying around in some cargo bay to be found."

"Hrm," Manuel said. "Did anyone check the cargo manifests from the cargo bay where this was found?" He asked. "To see if there was anything there."

"Nope," Mia said and pointed at the computer console in front of the science officer. "However, there's nothing stopping you from doing just that." She told him with a grin on her face. "What are you thinking?"

Manuel looked at her, "I'm thinking that a cargo bin was broken open in the cargo bay. And, I'm thinking that may have been where all the frozen turkeys came from. There could have been a shipment and we aren't considering that," He said.

Manuel then set to work going through the cargo manifests that was stored in the computer memory banks. It didn't take him too long to find what he was looking for, "A cargo container with over one hundred frozen turkeys was in that cargo bay. However, I'm not finding the cargo container as being listed any longer."

"Are there reports of it being broken?" Brandon asked.

"No," Manuel answered him and leaned back in the chair with his arms crossed over his chest. "Even if that explains where the turkeys came from it doesn't explain the PADDs," He said.

Mia was scrolling through the list that was on the PADD, "There could be bits of code on them that we aren't seeing." She scanned the PADD to see if that were the case. It came back as a negative result and she grunted, "Or not," She remarked.

Mia found herself to be rather stumped at what the PADDs were even supposed to be. "I think it's a false clue. And, I think the turkeys were scattered from one of the cargo containers. The only way to find that out is if security searches through the containers."

"Or, if we scan them," Tagorn offered. He brought up the internal sensor system for the cargo bay and began scanning the containers. Sure enough he found the answer, "I'm right." He said. Tagorn looked over his shoulder at the others for a moment.

"There are several frozen turkeys missing from one of the cold containers in that cargo bay. This indicates that someone may have either broken the container or breached it in another way. I'm going with the second one because there wasn't evidence of the container being broken." Tagorn told them.

Mia found herself grinning, "All right so we've answered one question. Now that we've found a very anti-climatic response for that one we should try to determine the answer to the other question. Because unless there was a shipment of PADDs containing the opera music it doesn't fit."

"That brings us back to the initial theory," Brandon told her. "That the PADDs were placed there to indicate that a Klingon was involved. Not sure that they like turkeys and why that would have been placed around the body though." He tapped the base of his chin as he thought about it.

"I've got nothing," He told them.

"Me neither," Tagorn answered. "Did the computer pick up any dangerous system viruses or anything like that contained on the PADDs?"

"No," Mia said as she held it up, "It's just filled completely with Klingon music. I think we need to have Gredrol look at it and see if these are really Klingon operas," She said.

"What if he gives us an answer we don't like?" Manuel asked as he finished looking at the manifest information. He found none of the cargo containers had anything Klingon. "Like all the music is genuine."

Mia thought about this for a good long time before she finally gave him any sort of answer at all. "Then our initial theory is correct. This was all meant to throw the investigation off track. The answers to who did this are in the access junction.

"We will just have to wait until the engineering and medical personnel down there have any sort of answer for us." Mia said.

Tagorn sighed heavily before getting up and rubbing the ridges on his nose gingerly. "Then we would have just wasted more than two hours going through the PADDs for it to be a false lead. I really don't understand how security personnel put up with this sort of nonsense."

"You probably don't want that answer," Manuel told him.

Mia just grinned, "Because that's all part of the fun," She said with a sense of humor. She had done security for a time aboard the USS Onnar before switching over to engineering. The decision was one of her better moves because she'd promoted far faster this way. "Because then we'd have the answers too quickly."

 

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