Samm and Rourkes Explosive Journey

[Liam Rourke]

Unity Srarion
Trafic Control Center

The Turbolift doors opened to what used to be Traffic Control for the traffic that occasionally came to Unity when it was either going to or coming from Deep Space Nine. He held the tricorder up and the amount of cobalt dylisentide in the air was astounding. He looked over some of the burned out consoles, there was a combadge frozen into wall, welded either by heat or by sheer physics of the blast. Liam then saw something that puzzled him, a single monitor that its display screen had not been obliterated.  There was something faint burnt into the screen. He sighed a little, turning his head to one of the Damage Control Engineers, he spoke up. "Ensign lets try to restore power to this station, maybe use a tricorders power system to boot it up?"

The Ensign seemed genuinely upset, "Sir, we haven't cleared any of these other systems out and there is so much here to salvage..."

Liam then pointed over to where Samm was.He had a bright and charming smile on his face and motioned over to Samm. "You see her? She is the security chief around here. You see me.. I am a Science Officer. Now we are a hundred light years away from anything remotely civil, I am going to go over there and say how uncoperative you are being. I am sure she is going to be perfectly okay with coming over and giving you a free trip to sickbay or worse!"

At the end of his sentence he gave her a bright, friendly wave. He then looked over at the Ensign. "So Ensign? Could you do me a bloody solid and hook the damn power converter up to the console  before I call her over to have words with you."

Bloody smegging hell, Do folks forget that us Science folks are real officers too?

The ensign then began to work on powering up the console. Liam motioned for Samm to come over, "Leftenant, I think there is something useful on this console. What do you think?"

((Dang Cut and paste.. Anyway Samm, tags!)

[Liam Rourke]

((Since Samm is on an LOA, I am requesting that a moderator delete this thread, I can re-post it if and when she returns.)

[Thomas Roseland]

I'll lock it until her return

[Thomas Roseland]

Unlocked.

[Samm Jenkins]

Starbase unity
Traffic control center

After making sure that the station was fully locked down Samm was in the traffic control center were the bomb had exploded, She and
Lt Rourke was there to investigate and find out the course of the explosion. Samm couldn't believe her luck it was her first day as the acting chief of security and she couldn't help but feel abit overwhelmed. "Talk about being thrown into the deep end " she thought to herself. Samm then smiled to herself because she knew she worked better when under pressure, just then Lt Rourke motioned for samm to come over "Lieutenant, I think there is something useful on this console. What do you think ?" Samm walked straight over to were the Lt was stood noticing that the console looked to have been untouch by the blast. "Well Lt I have to admit this is a surprise how is it possible everything in this room as been destroyed by the blast but yet this seems to have escaped any damaged lets hope that the ensign can gets the power to the console up and running hopefully it will be able to give us a better understanding as to what has happened here today Lt." Samm said. 
Samm was pleased to have Lt Rourke working along side her as he seemed to think like she did,  he was all about getting the job done which is was she was all about.
 



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[Liam Rourke]

"While Ensign MacGoo over there works on reconnecting the power to the station.."

Liam pulled out his tricorder.

"Do you have any experience with explosives.. I mean all of this smacks of something small time homemade bombs, but look at this damage, it is a surgical strike?!"

As he said that he began to scan around trying to cut through the interference of things.

"I have heard of so many different groups, The Bajoran Isolationist movement,  Obsidian Order, Tal Shiar... But does any of this reek of tactics they would use?"

Liam stroked his chin as he scanned around more and more.

"As to my thoughts of the console, I think we were meant to find it. I mean there is so such thing as the perfect crime.  Nothing is ever one hundred percent foolproof. Its either that or HPFM. At least thats what my ex wife would have called it."

((Tag to you Lady at Arms)