By Lt. (jg) Rada Dengar
80520.020
After Bru's Clues
-= Tri City Tower area of Stra II=-
80520.020
After Bru's Clues
-= Tri City Tower area of Stra II=-
*Save Mim* Rada ran these two words through his head over and over again. There was such a pure desperation in that cry from the darkness repeated over and over again. It was more than just a distress call; these were not the well considered words of a prisoner yearning for freedom who had managed to steal control of a communication station nor were they the single blip on their radar of a desperate man sending what small burst of data he could before some unseen force intervened to stop him, these words were everywhere, always the same message: Save Mim. No information was given about how, why, what or who. They were the words of an innocent caught up in the cross fires of life on a world like this, facing an enemy they could barely comprehend in a galaxy too cruel for them to know. Seeing no way out and being so terrified that they could do nothing except scream, but getting no response. Finding everyone just turned away. Well they wouldn’t be turning away, the Serendipity wouldn’t be turning away, whomever or whatever this Mim was; they were going to help.
Thanks to the incredible efforts of Dabin Reece with his singing and the incredible will power of everyone else on the away team not to strangle him for it, Rada almost had access to the security scanners. This design was elegant, even beautiful from an Engineer’s perspective but it did have one fatal flaw which Rada had been able to exploit, it was as if the required level of inbuilt control at the lowest level simply wasn’t there, by all rights it had to be for a system like this to operate but it wasn’t.
*Well, here goes* Rada told himself, he was certain that somewhere within Federation law it was specifically stated that offering Engineering aid to a devastated populus and then when they accept, even if it is a bizarre kind of weapons in hand acceptance, hacking into their security systems, which with the surveillance done on a planet like this basically means robbing them of all privacy, is most certainly illegal. At the moment he didn’t care about that though. He activated one of several tricorders he had subtly set up around the panel; he had been concerned about arousing suspicion by spending too long ‘configuring’ one particular tricorder so he had instead been writing the necessary routines onto several different machines, if he had the link up correct then the code should be simultaneously transmitted from each of them at once and then a quick transmission should be sent back and hopefully the transmission will be cut off before anyone has a chance to notice it.
Kolm who had snuck up behind him suddenly shuddered with pleasure and then dropped to the ground, Kellyn looked at Rada and Rada looked at Kellyn, they both realised what had happened thanks to those damn communication chips and it wasn’t going to be long before Kolm figured it out as well. Dabin and February read the exchange between the two Engineers well enough.
*We have to keep him distracted,* thought Grace to Reece.
They both quickly besieged the poor junior engineer rapidly firing question after question. Kellyn and Rada took this disruption to set to work.
“Are you okay?” asked Grace.
“Is there anything we can get you?” asked Reece.
“Do you need a glass of water?” asked Greece .
“Or maybe a foot rub?” asked Reece.
“He does give excellent foot rubs,” advised February.
“Actually I thought you were going to be the one to give the foot rub.” Replied Reece.
All of the other Security Officers on both sides were rushing over to see what the commotion was. One particularly burly Strasa guard declared “Enough!” and pushed Reece out of the way.
Kolm was still in a slight daze “For a brief second there I thought…”
Kellyn was already dissecting her Combadge to patch in through the Strasa Communication System so that she could target the message.
“I was receiving images through my communication chip again. It looked like…”
Rada handed Kellyn the tricorder he had just configured.
“The Security Scans”
Everyone suddenly turned to Rada and Kellyn who with the press of a button sent the scan data hurdling off towards the Serendipity as the communication system suddenly burst back to life.
Lt. (jg) Rada Dengar
Chief Engineer
USS Serendipity NCC-2012
Chief Engineer
USS Serendipity NCC-2012