ST:TTV123 | "The Orion Connection"

Updated: Mar 18

Stardate 93827.9

After the capture of some prisoners and a slave from the Orion's vessel, a selected group conducted an interrogation to discover more information about the attack and the attacker.

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Lovoran@lorshadow023: He enters in the "brig" with Sam, waiting for the Starfleet's other emissary. Lendaria@crystyll who comes strolling close behind Sam, eager to take a peek at the catch of the day The Raven@annpc#5570 | The Nausicaan paces in his cell like a caged beast while the three Orions sit silently. Sam@drcrippler covertly makes sure that he has nothing on that could identify him with Starfleet Sam@drcrippler moves to whisper into Lovoran's ear Sam@drcrippler: "I don't want to be identified as a Starfleet officer." he tells him Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Commander Lovoran Tholoan" says to the newcomers, with a brief smile in direction of the Starfleet's officer then nod to Sam without making any other sign. Lendaria@crystyll: "Lieutenant Lendaria. Brass figured ya might want some understandin' here so asked me t'drop by" Lendaria@crystyll is being totally honest and in no way took it upon herself to come poke the cage Syndicate goons Lovoran@lorshadow023: He enters in the "brig" with Sam, waiting for the Starfleet's other emissary. Lendaria@crystyll who comes strolling close behind Sam, eager to take a peek at the catch of the day The Raven@annpc#5570 | The Nausicaan paces in his cell like a caged beast while the three Orions sit silently. Sam@drcrippler covertly makes sure that he has nothing on that could identify him with Starfleet Sam@drcrippler moves to whisper into Lovoran's ear Sam@drcrippler: "I don't want to be identified as a Starfleet officer." he tells him Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Commander Lovoran Tholoan" says to the newcomers, with a brief smile in direction of the Starfleet's officer then nod to Sam without making any other sign. Lendaria@crystyll: "Lieutenant Lendaria. Brass figured ya might want some understandin' here so asked me t'drop by" Lendaria@crystyll is being totally honest and in no way took it upon herself to come poke the caged Syndicate goons Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Yes, you should be helpfull" making a nod. He observes then silently the prisoners, before approaching the orion dissimilars to the other The Raven@annpc#5570 | The Orion glances at Lovoran but looks back down, pretending not to see him. The Raven@annpc#5570 | The Orion, that is. Lendaria@crystyll smirks, folding her arms across her chest as she enjoys the show for now, an occassional glance back at the human she doesn't recognise Lovoran@lorshadow023: He extracts a padd from his leff pocket, reading some files, probably nothing of important. He puts it away "I'm Commander Tholoan, Romulan Navy. Do you have a name too?" asks, gently and quietly The Raven@annpc#5570 | The prisoner remains silent. Sam@drcrippler stands in a military posture, his face devoid of any of his usual warmth. Anyone who knew him would find it hard to recognise him at first Lovoran@lorshadow023: "I understand you find yourselves in a sort of ... difficult situation. Don't worry, it could have been worsen. You could have ended in the Klingon Defense Force's hands" smiles a bit "And to be* Lovoran@lorshadow023: *clear, the others cannot hear you. I suppose you must have tried to talk with them. Silence, in that condition, shouls sound oppriment" The Raven@annpc#5570 | The Orion scoffs, "Ya think it's punishment I'm afraid o'? Guess they were right with what they say 'bout Romulans. Have ya no sense o' loyalty?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | This Orion speaks in a rough, Trader's Tongue dialect. Lendaria@crystyll struts up and slams her palm against the forcefield The Raven@annpc#5570 | The prisoner chuckles, "Looks like somebody's in a mood!" Lendaria@crystyll: "bhar, gisjacheh uktas bo urndo korgasant! (low ranking //untranslateable profanity// tentacle-beast), you are the Commander's property now; show some respect!" Lendaria@crystyll makes a faux spitting motion towards the floor before stepping back Lendaria@crystyll smirks a playful smirk and winks to Sam as she turns away from the prisoner Sam@drcrippler hasn't moved an inch apart from his lips twitching slightly at Lendaria's wink Lovoran@lorshadow023: He stoods silently, waiting for a response from the Orion himself, observing him with glacial eyes and a soft smile on his romulan face. The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "We ain't Syndicate no more. Once branded by the queen, forever hers." The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Anyone whose loyalty can be bought, we killed 'em already." Lendaria@crystyll 's eyes widen slightly Lovoran@lorshadow023: He doesn't intervene, giving time to the prisoner to eventually continue his speech, with his usual smile on his face. The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "You want information, don't ya?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: He continues with his glacial look in direction of the men, crossing his hands around the padd, still active, observing the behavior of the Orion /not-Syndacate-anymore/ The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Well, lemme tell ya this, then. We ain't here to mess with ya. But if you mess with the Branded Lady, she'll mess ya right back." Sam@drcrippler chuckles darkly. "So much for loyalty..." he mutters quietly Lendaria@crystyll: "Commnader, a word?" she looks to Lorovan, speaking softly Lovoran@lorshadow023: He makes a pairs of steps back, moving to the side of Lendaria and giving, at the same, some space to Sam. The Raven@annpc#5570 | The prisoner resumes his quiet, brooding behaviour after his ominous warning. Lendaria@crystyll turns away from the prisoner, "Aight so, ya should know this; tha' Branded Lady already crossed paths wit' Starfleet" Sam@drcrippler steps forward slightly. "And what can the Branded Lady do that I have't seen before." he growls at the prisoner menancingly Lendaria@crystyll: "Sent 'er goons t'kill me right on th'station a while back. They done balls it up, but still... they got in. Those guys got resources an' resolves beyond th'Syndicate" Sam@drcrippler doesn't hear Lendaria Lendaria@crystyll: "Been causin' trouble f'KDF by all accounts too" Lovoran@lorshadow023: Makes an affirmative nod "Other info?" asks softly The Raven@annpc#5570 | The prisoner casts a sideways glance at Sam, "See for yaself." Lendaria@crystyll: "Little is know of 'em in truth. Though it were my my work decipherin' them USS Cairo logs tha' got their attention" Lendaria@crystyll: "Means they likely got eyes even on th'station, an' I'm-a thinkin' they maybe killed th'Cairo - my mothers ship" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "I'm sorry to hear that" says softly, with a brief smile "There aren't clear info about their organization, hierarchy, roles, names?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: Always with a soft tone. He sends some look behind his back, to Sam and the Prisoner Lendaria@crystyll gives a small shake of her head, "Tha' KDF Cap'n who I think ya fought these guys wit' - Sadia - she may know more, but I don't think th'one she caught last time even talked much. Flyin' blind here;+ Lendaria@crystyll: +just figured ya should know th'history, an' tha' they got eyes on our home ground" Sam@drcrippler: "And I suppose you think that if you keep quiet, you'll be in less pain than if you talked?" he says, a wicked grin spreading over his face. He lifts his cane up and rests it on his shoulder Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Perfect, thanks" he makes a few steps back to the cage, observing the evolution of the verbal duel. The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Ya can execute me by Chuulak, but I ain't gonna tell ya more." Lendaria@crystyll takes a deep steadying breath to control her rage and desire to jump the prisoner and tear him to bits with her claw-like nails Sam@drcrippler chuckles. "Execute? No, that would be easy..." Sam@drcrippler: "You think I'll give you such mercy? You'd wish I had by the time I'm done..." The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "You've obviously never heard of chuulak. Maybe we'll teach ya someday, huh?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: He raises an arm, indicating a sort of stop. He then ordered "Computer, raise sound-proof camp around this cell" All the other cells, as well, are sound-proofed. Sam@drcrippler grins wickedly. "If you make it out of here sane..." he stops when Lovoran holds up his arm Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Good. Well, at least we know something more. Time to try a little game with them" smiles a bit and makes a nod to the guard "Ulhan, escort our guest to the second brig, please" he says, ordering to* Lovoran@lorshadow023: *the guard to move the guest "Make walk him in fron of the others, please. They must see him" The Raven@annpc#5570 | The Orion doesn't resist. Lendaria@crystyll watches quietly, ever the admirer of Rommie manipulation Lovoran@lorshadow023: When the first orion is gone outside the brig, he takes his padd, writing fastly some info "Now, we must give some minutes to the other to try to understand what is happening" smiles a bit The Raven@annpc#5570 | The Nausicaan charges at the force field upon seeing the Orion marched off. Sam@drcrippler: "We pissed someone off..." Lendaria@crystyll looks over with a wicked smirk The Raven@annpc#5570 | The remaining two Orions (who look the same) stand and stare at their comrade being marched of. Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Yes, he is not ready yet to talk with. He must ... cook a bit more. Computer, there are info readed into the Corvette's computer about the two twins orions?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Names, references ... everything linked with two twin orions" The Raven@annpc#5570 | The computers have been wiped clean and then overloaded. Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Nothing in the padds found on the ship?" reading probably the same reports on the padd, but asking the same. He likes his computer. The Raven@annpc#5570 | Room designations identify one as T-114 and the other as T-119, both corresponding to room numbers of Deck 1, room 14 and Deck 1, room 19. No further names are given. Lovoran@lorshadow023: "There are five numbers of difference between them. I don't like it. It suggest they could be ... more" making a strange expression on his face. The Raven@annpc#5570 | These two Orions are massive; while most Orion males are well built, these tower above the one that had been questioned earlier. Lendaria@crystyll: "More...?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Clones, lieutenant" says without smile "My chief scientists said to me that this two are possible clones. I hoped, initially, that they were unique. I'm startint to thing they're not" Lendaria@crystyll flashes a sweet smile at the twin giants, just to see if either show signs of response to her natural charms The Raven@annpc#5570 | They both look to Lennie. Sam@drcrippler just wants to let out his pent up anger and beat the daylights out of someone Lendaria@crystyll still smiling to the clones as she answers, "So ya think maybe more... of them? An enticing thought f'some perhaps. But not me" Sam@drcrippler eyes the two to see if he could take them Lovoran@lorshadow023: "I don't know. Sincerely, I'm hoping not. Cloning technology in the wrong hands could be deadly" he's terrible seriously, rare for him "Do you think you could influence them, somehow?" tracing the* Lovoran@lorshadow023: *exchange of looks Lendaria@crystyll: "Could be fun to try if nothing else..." she turns a playful smirk to him, "...let 'em hear me an' we'll see!" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Time to try" he makes few steps in direction of the first cell with the twin orions and orders "Computer, lower the sound-proof shield of this cell" Lovoran@lorshadow023: [Of course, both the orions are separated] Lendaria@crystyll strolls over, leaning casually against the wall as she eyes the two The Raven@annpc#5570 | The Orion steps up to the force field, taking a long look at Lovoran, "Romulan. Vulcan offshoot, lack of strength advantage and mental discipline. Redundant." Lovoran@lorshadow023: He looks to the Orion, without talking firstly. He writes something on the padd, obserbing him taking notes. Lovoran@lorshadow023: *observing him and taking notes. The Raven@annpc#5570 | The prisoner's voice is gruff, but his language is unmistakably High Orion. Lendaria@crystyll: "So... how's a couple 'a handsome boys like youse find 'emselves workin' f'tha' Branded b****" Lendaria@crystyll 's accent is most definitely not High Orion The Raven@annpc#5570 | He looks to Lennie, "Female. Healthy, good specimen." Lendaria@crystyll looks him up and down, "Easy tiger, we just met!" The Raven@annpc#5570 | He steps towards Lennie, looking her over closely. Lendaria@crystyll: "Look all ya want, hun'. Y'ain't gettin' to th'touchin' lest ya be talkin'" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "I recognize the brand. I've seen it in the water. Rigel IX. You are one of Tabadi Mysti's. But you wear the wrong uniform." Lendaria@crystyll narrows her eyes, "If by 'uniform' ya mean them rags we was graced wit' as slaves... damned right! Ain't nobody from tha' fesin left in chains n'more. Tabadi Mysti included" Lendaria@crystyll: "I'm-a more interested how ya know this brand, since ya lookin' too young 'n handsome t'be rememberin' tha' far back" Lovoran@lorshadow023: He continues to stood silently, without taking notes or making anything else. He is just looking. The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "The insignia on your chest reads Starfleet. You should be Orion Space Navy. You should be our enemy." The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "She showed us our enemies when we were born. Who to kill. Who to raid." Lendaria@crystyll: "So... ya was born wit' a picture 'o my brand t'kill?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "That, and many others. The Syndicate Orions. The shapeshifters. The bird people." Lendaria@crystyll quirks a brow, looking to the others and silently mouthing 'bird people?' Sam@drcrippler is unsure of what he means but doesn't show it Lovoran@lorshadow023: He doesn't react to the expression, just waiting for the continue Lendaria@crystyll: "So, aah... if ya was born wit' this... information. How old are ya sweety?" she smiles up at the Orion hulk The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Four cycles of the Orion calendar." Lendaria@crystyll: "Four?! Goddess, I'm-a old enough t'be ya mamma..." Sam@drcrippler chuckles internally Lendaria@crystyll shudders at the thought of giving birth to /that/ Lovoran@lorshadow023: He almost chuckles to that expression but he maintain his glacial look, despite a tiny smile on his face, impossible to control. Lendaria@crystyll looks to the others incase they have anything they want to ask The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Our mother is still perfecting the process. The Dominion can do it without requiring reducation." Sam@drcrippler shakes his head slightly Lovoran@lorshadow023: He raises slightly an eye brown but wait, listening carefully. Lendaria@crystyll: "So th'Branded b**** grew ya... t'wage war against... th'OSN an' Syndicate?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Our mother gives the orders. We were born to obey." Lendaria@crystyll shakes her head, "Th'slaves won freedom so she jus' goes an' grows 'er own..." Lendaria@crystyll: "Y'ain't got no thoughts or desires of y'own?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "I do what I was born to do. I have purpose in life. That is more than what many can say." Lendaria@crystyll: "An' tha' ain't answerin' th'question sweety" she smiles The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "My desire is to serve our mother. It is my duty." Lendaria@crystyll rolls her eyes Lovoran@lorshadow023: He makes a nod to Lendaria, as a sort of stop to makes question. Lendaria@crystyll dips her head slightly to Lovoran, her eyes closing gently as she does and concedes the questioning to him before it starts getting personal and off track Lovoran@lorshadow023: He waits for some seconds, looking the Orion, searching his eyes, studying probably him at the same time "What was the last order your mother gives to you?" asks after a pair of minutes of silence. Lendaria@crystyll glances briefly to the broody human at the back before turning to see the Orion hulks response The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "We were to capture the convoy. We failed." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Did your mother say why? A pacific convoy in the middle of the Federation space..." asks quietly The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "We do not ask why." The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "We are soldiers. We follow orders." Sam@drcrippler: "That's no excuse..." Sam mutters darkly Lendaria@crystyll grumbles under her breath something about gisjacheh puppets Lovoran@lorshadow023: "All the convoy to be captured? Not a single, particular ship?" asks always gently. He doesn't look affected from his words, or from the words of his colleagues. The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "We were to secure as much supplies as we could, with ships preferably intact, but salvage was acceptable." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Your mother was with you and the others, leading the attack?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "One of her other children led us." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Why not you? Why the other child was different?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "I was built to fight, not to lead." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "And the other child was created to lead?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Yes." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "What was his identification?" asks quietly The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Tabadi." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "And what's your identification?2 Lendaria@crystyll: "Matriarch? The leader was a female?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Takt. Warrior." Sam@drcrippler: "Why are you telling us this information? What do you think will happen?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Mother only trusts the females to lead. Old Orion tradition." Lovoran@lorshadow023: He was mostly near to intervene to send angry looks to his two colleagues, but because the Orion continues to respond, he waits again. The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "You ask, I answer. If I know something that cannot be told, I would have been ordered to commit vyun-pashan." Lendaria@crystyll smiles a quirked smile, giving an impressed nod to the concept Lovoran@lorshadow023: "A pretty rational approach. What is .... vyun-pashan?" ask quietly The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "A Orion way of ending one's own life." Lendaria@crystyll: "Honorable suicide for the greater servitutde of one's master" she quietly elaborates Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Understood. Where did you receives your last instruction from your mother?" asks quietly. He tip on his padd, ordering in case of emergency to flood the cell with sleeping gas The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "I am not privy to that information." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "And you know from where the flottilla of Tabadi started?" asks again The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Define started." The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Define started." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Your flottila, before attacking the convoy, should have been somewhere ... where it was? From which base you started this raid?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "We formed in deep space. Our ship was previously raiding beyond the Federation border." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Where, exactly?" asks taking notes The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Beyond Kelterre." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Who and what were your targets?" continues to ask, taking notes The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Anyone with valuable cargo." Sam@drcrippler: "Define value" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Useful supplies." Sam@drcrippler: "What kind of useful supplies" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "That is not my decision." Sam@drcrippler: "So you just beam aboard all the cargo?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "I fight. I do as I am ordered." Sam@drcrippler grins but doesn't say anything Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Before Kelterre? Where you was?" The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "In training." Sam@drcrippler: "Where did you train?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "And this where?" he raises his eyes, looking directly to the Orion's eyes The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Training facility." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Where it was the facility? On a planet or on a station or on a ship, stationed where?" Sam@drcrippler Sam begins to seeth internally, really wanting to beat up the prisoner so he can get the answers faster The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "It was dark. And there were many of us. The weakest did not survive." Sam@drcrippler: "Evidently, some slipped through the cracks" he mutters Lovoran@lorshadow023: "DId you ever meet your mother?" Sam@drcrippler moves closer to the cell The Raven@annpc#5570 | Prisoner: "Not outside of the images." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Perfect" he tips on the padd and raises back the sound-proof shield. Lendaria@crystyll looks curiously to Lovoran Sam@drcrippler stares down the prisoner whilst listening to Lovoran The Raven@annpc#5570 stares back at Sam. Lovoran@lorshadow023: "He gave us some insight ... despite the fact that he is like a sort of automa" Sam@drcrippler: "Go on Lov, just open the brig and let me beat some information out of him the cocky bas***" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "That could work for the Tal Shiar. Never for me Sam. And, most probably, he will not defend himself. Lieutenant, what do you think?" asks to Lendaria Lendaria@crystyll: "I'm-a still curious 'bout this slave of theirs y'all recovered. Might have some... indepenedent insight?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Yeah, I want to cook a bit more the nausicaan. Call the guards, they will escort him to the second brig, again" he order the same process of the other orion Lovoran@lorshadow023: "We will talk to ... our guest in our quarter. The orion apparently prisoner on board" smiles a bit Lovoran@lorshadow023: FX: As before, the guard must pass in front of the nausicaan and the other orion and move out, both of them still isolated from the external voices and sounds. The Raven@annpc#5570 | The Orion is escorted away. The Nausicaan pounces the field and snarls. Lendaria@crystyll: "If it's a female, might wanna get yaselves dosed up from ya doc before headin' in there" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "I've just take a dose of anti-feromon" says with a brief smile "Sam, you?" Sam@drcrippler shakes his head. "I'm fine" Lendaria@crystyll quirks a brow, "Ya own funeral..." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Not mine, that's for sure ... I encountered the Syndicate in the past and ... I learn the lesson" smiles a bit Sam@drcrippler glares at Leandra a second at the mention of funeral Lovoran@lorshadow023: He approaches the two guards near the quarter. He exchanges two words with them and then knoks the door The Raven@annpc#5570 presses the button that allows the visitors in. Lovoran@lorshadow023: He steps inside the quarter "Good evening, lady. I'm the commander of this vessel, Tholoan" says quietly Lendaria@crystyll follows in, instantly casting a distrustful eye over the stranger The Raven@annpc#5570: "You're the one who got me off the raider ship?" The Raven@annpc#5570 notices Lennie and casts her a look as well. Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Exactly" says briefly "I hope you find confortable my ship" The Raven@annpc#5570: "It's much better than where they keep us, that's for sure." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "What's your name?" asks gently, while taking a seat. He's in his ship, after all. The Raven@annpc#5570: "Taiya." The Raven@annpc#5570 eyes Lennie again, "You...you were loduyal too?" The Raven@annpc#5570: "You have a mark...but not the Branded Lady's." Lendaria@crystyll perches on the window sill behind him, playing the loyal follower Sam@drcrippler leans against the wall Lendaria@crystyll: "I was. My fesin got liberated when i were little" The Raven@annpc#5570: "You're one of the lucky ones, then." Lovoran@lorshadow023: He cross his leg, laying his back on the seat, more confortable. He doesn't make other question, leaving space for Lendaria. Lovoran@lorshadow023: If Lendaria doesn't make question, he makes another "Where you were captured?" Lendaria@crystyll gives a slight nod, she would have just asked the same next anyway so keeps quiet The Raven@annpc#5570: "I wasn't captured. I was born into this life. Recently traded away in a deal and ended up with this Branded Lady group." The Raven@annpc#5570: "Their brands -really- hurt..." Lendaria@crystyll: "Why would she go to war wit' th'Syndicate just to take slaves of her own..." muses out loud Lovoran@lorshadow023: He stoods silently now, waiting. The Raven@annpc#5570: "War with the Syndicate? I've heard that these people were rogue or something, but..." The Raven@annpc#5570: "I don't think my sellers knew who they were dealing with." Lendaria@crystyll: "Maybe, maybe not. Just can't figure wha' she'd want wit' ya is all" The Raven@annpc#5570: "I'm guessing troop morale..." Lendaria@crystyll: "Yeah... her troops don't exactly look like th'sort who take to morale boostin'..." she chuckles The Raven@annpc#5570: "They did seem a little...off." Lendaria@crystyll slips lovoran's PADD from his hand and types as she talks, handing back after a moment Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Fanatics, to be precise" smiles a bit. Lendaria@crystyll: PADD reads "Soldier-boy said their leader was female and Branded Lady only trusted females to lead - per tradition - be mindful The Raven@annpc#5570 smirks, "Well, even fanatics need a little enterainment sometimes." Lendaria@crystyll: "Yeah... so what'd they tell ya once they got ya? Plans for ya, tha' kinda thing" Lovoran@lorshadow023: He apparently doesn't react to Lendaria but returns on the other orion. Sam@drcrippler is content with just watching, listening intently to the dialogue The Raven@annpc#5570: "They didn't tell me more than what I needed to know, which was just standard business." Lendaria@crystyll: "Well standard business'd be straight t'business. So wha', they just sat ya in th'corner t'wait while they raided some freighters?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: He continues to remain silently, thinking about something but apparently not really taken into the conversation, or so appear. The Raven@annpc#5570 shakes her head, "They locked me in the corner when they were raiding. So I wouldn't be able to sneak off or anything." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "And you never joined the post-raid feast to <entertain> the troops?" Sam@drcrippler isn't sure if she's telling the truth Lendaria@crystyll hrms, "So wha' fesin ya from. Before they bought ya I mean - not recognizin' th'mark" Sam@drcrippler shoots a glance at Lovoran and Lendaria The Raven@annpc#5570: "That's the Branded Lady's mark...they put it over the old one." Lendaria@crystyll tilts her head slightly as though getting a better look, "It's-a good fit" Lovoran@lorshadow023: He still waits for an answer for his question, despite the fact that a non-answer, in his mind, is probably the most important one. The Raven@annpc#5570 nods, "They have a procedure for removing the old one and covering up the scars." Sam@drcrippler wonders over to Lov to whisper in his ear The Raven@annpc#5570: "It's still pretty fresh, I haven't been with them very long..." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "How much slaves were on board the corvette?" asks quietly, continuing to look the woman. Sam@drcrippler: "Call it intuition but this story seems off. There are ways to find out whether or not she's lying. Like a test on her mark." he suggests The Raven@annpc#5570: "There were three, but the crew came to kill us when the ship was disabled...they were all killing each other, something about silencing everyone..." The Raven@annpc#5570: "I think they left me. Maybe because I was new and didn't know much?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "They look pretty loyal to their duty" says very shortly, taking a note on his padd, without replying to Sam and standing up shortly after Lendaria@crystyll leans in to the others whispering, "I don't get it... why wste time killin' each other when they'd just do the Vyun-pashan thing like soldier boy said?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: Makes a nod to both his colleguaes and then says "I think for tonight is enough. Have a good evening, lady" says before heading to the exit The Raven@annpc#5570: "Some of them did...I don't think all of them had the guts do to it..." Sam@drcrippler glares at Lov, slightly annoyed but follows since he's the superior officer in the mission Lendaria@crystyll narrows her eyes on the girl before standing and following Lovoran out the door The Raven@annpc#5570 trails them with her gaze as they exit. Lovoran@lorshadow023: He orders to change the guards every six hours, only female guards and with a dose of anti-feromon, if necessary. Tipped that on the padd, he moves his gaze to the two other colleagues Sam@drcrippler as they step out, Sam's demenor changes into the more friendly Sam people are used to. He slowly loosens is jacket Sam@drcrippler: "Well, that was interesting" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "I understand your doubt. Something is not clear here. We will check the mark as suggested" making a nod "And we need to re-check the analysis of the corvette, to see if really the life-signs were* Lovoran@lorshadow023: *disappearing as she suggested" Lovoran@lorshadow023: Talking of course with both the colleagues and indicating both their doubts. Sam@drcrippler nods. "And the sudden exit?" he asks smiling and quirking his eyebrow Lovoran@lorshadow023: Talking of course with both the colleagues and indicating both their doubts. Sam@drcrippler nods. "And the sudden exit?" he asks smiling and quirking his eyebrow Lovoran@lorshadow023: "We were in a sort of limbo: if she is lying, every other information was a lie too. If she isn't lying, we were caught in a prejudice mood. It was necessary a stop" Lendaria@crystyll nods in agreement Sam@drcrippler nods. "Good call." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Also, we have more informations now to use with the other prisoner, the Nausicaan" smiles a bit Sam@drcrippler: "We can let her "stew" for a bit longer," he grins, playing on Lov's cooking anecdote Lendaria@crystyll: "If ya still got contact with them KDF guys who fought wit' ya, they might be able t'help verify her mark" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Good suggestion, I think I will send an official request to a contacti with them" says with a brief smile Lovoran@lorshadow023: He looks to Sam "Oh, and they said we romulans are ... shadly" chuckles a bit then to Lendaria "Lieutenant, thanks for your precious help with our prisoners and guest" Lendaria@crystyll: "My pleasure Commander" she smiles Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Well, Sam, I will cancel you from my logs, don't worry" smiles a bit "Well, I will escort you to the transporter room. I think I will need to fill a report about this interrogation" Sam@drcrippler: "If you need any help though, you know where to find me." Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Don't worry, my spies will tell me where you are any minutes" chuckles a bit Lovoran@lorshadow023: He lead the way to the huge, fantastic, transport room. Lovoran@lorshadow023: He moves inside the transporter room, a padd in his left hands. He makes fast nods in direction of guards and ulhan around and wait for the guests. Sadia@gulremal: *appears in the red-orange cascade of light* Mysti@crystyll materializes alongside Sadia, taking a curious look around the lesser seens Romulan interior Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Welcome aboard" says with a brief smile "Commander Tholoan, Romulan Republic Navy" Sadia@gulremal: *immediately focuses her attention to Lovoran* Captain Cynis, Klingon Defense Force. Honor to meet you, commander. Mysti@crystyll: "Tabadi Mysti, Orion Space Navy" she greets with a formal but relaxed bow Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Honor is mine" says to Sadia "I think we can talk more confortable in my ready room, please, follow me" Mysti@crystyll gives a playful wink and smile to one particularly curious junior boff as she passes Lovoran@lorshadow023 sits in a chair. Sadia@gulremal: *she waits for Lovoran to sit before she does so* Sadia@gulremal sits in a chair. Lovoran@lorshadow023: He indicates the seats to his guests "Please ... Can I offer you something to drink? I've always some bottles of different kind" smiles a bit. Sadia@gulremal: Thank you for your hospitality, but I'm good. Mysti@crystyll leans back, crossing hr legs... and catches herself before tumbling off the back of the backless chair Lovoran@lorshadow023: [The room is pretty personalized. There are some holo-photos around, one in particular of a class of children, remans and romulans. Two plasma rifles are positioned on a little table on the left Mysti@crystyll: "I'm good thanks" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Well, I think we should go to the point" smiles a bit and get the padd on the table "Both of you received our data, I hope?" Mysti@crystyll gives a simple nod, allowing Sadia to do the talking Lovoran@lorshadow023 sits in a chair. Sadia@gulremal: Indeed. I have request information regarding the prisoner from both official and unofficial sources. So far, no useful information was uncovered. However, Tabadi Mysti does have some useful info on - Sadia@gulremal: - woman. Sadia@gulremal: *nods to Mysti* Lovoran@lorshadow023: Moves his glance from Sadia to Mysti when she stop to talks and wait for the rest of the story. Mysti@crystyll: "Useful may be a stretch... but I do know her. Were you forwarded my warning after seeing the image you provided?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "She is still in our custody, confined in the quarters assigned to her, unable to contact anyone expect my guards" Sadia@gulremal: *rises eyebrow* She's not in the brig? Mysti@crystyll blinks, "Right... well yeah, I recognise this girl. She is a skilled and manipulative infiltrator, and likely an assassin too" Lovoran@lorshadow023: To Sadia "We isolated her, but I cannot send her to the brig without more proofs ... I've rules to respect now" says with a brief smile "Do you think she was the commander of the vessel?" Mysti@crystyll: "Given what we know, anything is possible. It does seem more likely than her sneaking on board pretending to be a slave..." Sadia@gulremal: I must defer to Tabadi's expertise in this matter. It's highly probable indeed. Mysti@crystyll: (oops! put mine after!) Sadia@gulremal: Can we speak with her? Sadia@gulremal: Also, you are screening her room for the pheromones? Lovoran@lorshadow023: Nods in direction of both the officers "Yes, I was mostly proposing of another chat with her" he stood up "Yes, and we are giving some anti-pheromones medicines to all the guards assigned to the* Lovoran@lorshadow023: *quarter. And to be sure, they're all women. We also activated security scanner and ventilator to change really fast the air in the area" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "I will need to go first to my medical bay, to take the medicines too" smiles a bit Mysti@crystyll nods approvingly Sadia@gulremal: *nods* Excellent. Sadia@gulremal: I must admit your facilities are quite impressive. Lovoran@lorshadow023: He enters in the medical bay/brig/strange room and speak fastly with the dcotor, receiving his injection "Thanks you captain, Republic puts a lot of efforts in construct its own vessels" smiles a bit* Lovoran@lorshadow023: *while receiving the anti-pheromones Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Well, I'im ready. We can go" smiles a bit and lead the way for the quarter Lovoran@lorshadow023: Passing by, he makes a nod in direction of the two (invisible) female guards. Mysti@crystyll 's eyes fall to the sealed and guarded door Sadia@gulremal: *mutters about the room being bigger than her entire quarters* Lovoran@lorshadow023: He reaches the second door and politely knock The Raven@annpc#5570 unlocks the door. The Raven@annpc#5570 's gaze drifts immediately to the OSN uniformed Orion. Lovoran@lorshadow023: He enters in the room with a brief smile and his padd in his left hand "Good evening, ma'am. These are two guests interested in take a chat with you" smiled again Sadia@gulremal: *visualy checks the room before turning to the orion prisoner* Mysti@crystyll 's eyes narrow on the girl and one hand hovers to the ceremonial blade on her hip, "It /is/ you!" The Raven@annpc#5570: "I...don't believe we've ever met?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: Remains few steps back the two orions, giving them space. He observes the scene with attention, and the people. Mysti@crystyll: "Gisjachet whore! Don't even think to try that on... like we wouldn't recognise one who shared our hot tub on the Thana!" The Raven@annpc#5570: "You've definitely got me mistaken for someone else..." Sadia@gulremal: Why don't you just drop the play so we can have a proper conversation? Mysti@crystyll leans in to Lovoran, "Errm... what's the Romulan policy on the use of claws in interrogation...?" Mysti@crystyll doesn't want to seem disrespectful The Raven@annpc#5570: "What is this about?" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Pretty strictly. According to regulation 144/56 I cannot use torture on prisoners. Well, not when I'm in orbit of a Federal facility" The Raven@annpc#5570 eyes Lovoran, "You're not giving me over to Syndicate goons, are you?" Sadia@gulremal: We don't trust your slave story. Mysti@crystyll: "/You/ can't..." she snaps back to the girl, faux-spitting on the floor, "Syndicate... you'd like that wouldn't you; back to your friends!" Lovoran@lorshadow023: Smiles a bit "How fortunate we are to don't have any Syndicate guests here" smiles a bit Sadia@gulremal: *turns to Lovoran* And if we move away from federation facility? The Raven@annpc#5570: "Friends? I'm not friends with the Syndicate!" Lovoran@lorshadow023: "It would be better, that's for sure. But I'm pretty sure we will not need torture" he write something on his padd Sadia@gulremal: A likely story. Come on, we know how this works, with orion "slave girls". Mysti@crystyll: "Only that wouldn't work when you snuck on board the Thana would it? Tell me, did you enjoy killing that promising young OSN Engineer to take her place?" Sadia@gulremal: You are either working for that Branded Lady bitch, or you are spying her for the Syndicate. Sadia@gulremal: *on her The Raven@annpc#5570: "I'm telling you, I've never met you before!" Sadia@gulremal: What does that have to do with this? We know you, and that's all that matters. Mysti@crystyll nods in agreement The Raven@annpc#5570: "Fine...who do you think I am then?" Sadia@gulremal: Commander, you have any good reman telepaths onboard? Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Of course, this ship is full of remans" smiles a bit Mysti@crystyll: "The rougher the better" she smirks The Raven@annpc#5570: "You're...going to use a telepath on me?" Sadia@gulremal: I can always bring some lethean...specialists. Mysti@crystyll: "Unless you are suddenly overwhelmed with the urge to start telling the truth" Mysti@crystyll: "Either way; we learn what we need. One way, your mind remains your own" Lovoran@lorshadow023: He's tipping something on his padd. Sadia can see a list of names, he's selecting some of them. Mysti@crystyll as she speaks, she hands Lovoran a PADD The Raven@annpc#5570 nods, "Very well." Sadia@gulremal: I mean, there's so many options...it's up to you to choose if we wmust use them or not. Mysti@crystyll looks back to the girl, arms folded expectantly across her chest The Raven@annpc#5570: "You won't learn much. Even my model is subject to compartmentalization." Lovoran@lorshadow023: He takes the padd and nods, smiling a bit, the give back the padd to Mysti. Mysti@crystyll blinks, "...'model'?" Sadia@gulremal: *motions with her hand* Do explain. The Raven@annpc#5570: "I presume that's what gave my cover away." The Raven@annpc#5570: "Another one of my model being too blatant." Sadia@gulremal: Like...different clone versions? Lovoran@lorshadow023: He start a registrator mode on the padd, listening very close. The Raven@annpc#5570 nods. Sadia@gulremal: Who made you, on whose orders? Mysti@crystyll: "Clones... like the soldiers?" she mutters under her breath, clearly disappointed as her hands slumps away from her blade The Raven@annpc#5570: "I presume you already know the answer to that." she answers Sadia. Sadia@gulremal: I would like the confirmation, for the record. Sadia@gulremal: *she takes out her padd and types something on it* The Raven@annpc#5570: "We come from different templates, but we are all shaped by the same Mother." Mysti@crystyll: "Goddess, do all of this model speak in such cryptic ways..." Sadia@gulremal: Does the Mother have a name? Lovoran@lorshadow023: He makes a rapid, small grminace, fastly disappear. He tip on his padd with the left hands, writing something. The Raven@annpc#5570 smiles warmly, "Oh I have more pleasant ways of speaking...as you've probably discovered from others of my model." Mysti@crystyll: "Use whatever tone you like, but talking in circles is talking in circles no matter how eloquently you do it" Sadia@gulremal: *stares, waiting for an answer* The Raven@annpc#5570: "Mother has a name in her language, but it is one we do not use. You know her as the Branded Lady." Sadia@gulremal: *nods* What is your purpose? The Raven@annpc#5570: "Infiltration. Seduction. Assassination." Sadia@gulremal: Who is your current target? Mysti@crystyll: "Yep... deeeefinitly the same model..." she mutters Lovoran@lorshadow023: He remains silent, calculating all the words said around him. Sadia@gulremal: *seems fully focused on the questioning, watching the prisoner for any unusual reactions* The Raven@annpc#5570: "My last was Tabadi Tayri. It did not go as planned." Sadia@gulremal: What are your current orders? The Raven@annpc#5570: "None. The vessel I was travelling on was diverted for the ill-fated raid." Mysti@crystyll looks to the others briefly, "I can confirm that attempt. Tayri is a fellow officer of the OSN. The hit was attempted at her wedding. If nothing else, this one has an outstanding warrant for that" Mysti@crystyll: (heads up guys; Ann and I have about 5 mins before our scheduled event) The Raven@annpc#5570: "I hoped to redeem myself by turning that defeat into an opportunity to insert myself within the Federation." Sadia@gulremal: ** understood Lovoran@lorshadow023: [Nope, I think we finished here] Sadia@gulremal: Why did you attack a KDF convoy? Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Well, unfortunely for you, you arrived on the more paranoid ship of the Republic" smiles a bit The Raven@annpc#5570: "I don't know. I am simply a passenger." Lovoran@lorshadow023: Makes a fast glance to both the women "I think we are finishing for tonight" Sadia@gulremal: *rises eyebrow at Lovoran, but nods in acceptance* Sadia@gulremal: As you wish, commander. Mysti@crystyll nods, "I must report this development to the OSN; I know a couple of of Tabadi's who will be more than interested in taking this prisoner off your hands, Commander" Mysti@crystyll: "I will return to my ship and leave the two of you to continue any discussions in private" she bows her head to Lovoran and Sadia before turning and leaving Lovoran@lorshadow023: "Well, of course" says with a smile. Makes a glance to the other orions and moves to the ecit. Sadia@gulremal: Tabadi, I will see you in the KDF space. Lovoran@lorshadow023: Going out, he makes a nod to the two guards "I want her moved to the brig. Eight guards, leave a clean path" he orders Sadia@gulremal: Safe travels.

View AAR: Commander Lovoran J'Tak Tholoan

SUBMITTED IN Stardate 93827.9SUBMITTED FROM Commander Lovoran J'Tak Tholoan Commanding officer R.R.W. Iurret Romulan Republic NavySECURITY LEVEL: 2 - Confidential

LOCATION: R.R.W. Iurret.

MISSION: Interrogation of the prisoner took in a precedent encounter with Orion's pirates.

OUTCOME: After the capture of some prisoners and a slave from the Orion's vessel, a selected group conducted an interrogation to discover more information about the attack and the attacker.

PERSONNEL ENLISTED:

Cmdr. Lovoran J'Tak Tholoan

Lt. Lendaria

NARRATIVE:Healed the wounded and towed the corvette back to Deep Space 13, it was decided to conduct the first tranche of interrogation to the prisoner embarked on board the R.R.W. Iurret just after the attack. Actually are present on the ship six prisoners and a guest, an apparently slave found on board and took on the Iurret. Of the prisoner, only four were capable of sustain an interrogation.

Of the ones capable of sustain it, one was a nausicann, one an orion and two apparently twin orions. We decided to interrogate firstly the Orion. We didn't obtain much from him, expect the confirmation that the attack was launched from a leader known as "Branded Lady". This man, in particular, acted and talked like a fanatic. We decided to transport him away from the main brig, making him pass in front of the other prisoner (Acoustically Isolated) without giving a precise reason of the why, to create a bit of chaos between the prisoners. The two twins didn't react but the nausicaan started to remonstrate.

We decided so to interrogate one of the two twins. He's name or designation was Tark. Apparently they could be part of a bigger clone army that the Branded Lady, called "The Mother", is starting to create. Not much was said. Primary the Corvette was raiding near the Kelterre Sector for what the apparent-clone could remember. The Mother or the Branded Lady uses an unknown techniques to implant loyalty inside her clones, despite probably most of her army is still formed from non-clone elements. The clone mentioned the Dominion and a lack of ability and technologies in comparison with them. He confirmed that the Branded Lady is in apparently war with other factions inside the Orion races and probably outside. Also, apparently the leader of the flottila was a Matriarch (a Tabadi). Tark confirmed that the Branded Lady trusts only females to lead her troops. The clone didn't added any other useful information.

At the last, we decided to move to our guest, an orion females that we discovered is called Taiya. She said to have been a slave from her birth and to have been sold to the Branded Lady's party in the last time period. She didn't know anything about this faction, his goals and his movements. Despite she said to be used as "entertainment" of the Orions, she never replied to some question about what she did for them. She also suggested that the Orions on board started to kill each other to avoid capture, but this version are not confirmed from precedent word from Tark (Who suggest the imprinting of a suicide act if captured). Both the members of the team didn't trusted her totally.

RECOMMENDATION:

A divide et impera action should be necessary to avoid any possibility of unions between the passengers and to avoid an attempts of escape. Also, both the nausicaan and the non-twin orion are susceptible to attempts to rose their morale. To confirm or not the story of Taiya are necessary two things firstly, before a second interrogation:

Check her brands with medical scans to understand how old they are and it there were other brands under them.
Analyze the scans of the Corvette to understand if really there were fights between the crew before our conquest of the vessel.

It is a shared opinion that probably she was lying but, of course, no charges could be moved without proofs. Also, it could be useful to seem more ill-informed, if she really is not what she said to be, then make her understand that we could have understood something. Also, it is my opinion that there is something strange about the capture of two clones, perfectly sane. The suicide imprinting should have been used to avoid capture. For these reasons, we will improve the security around both the brigs and the quarter of the female's orion. Only females guards will escort and control Taiya and anti-feromon vaccines will be diffused to all the personnel in visit and on board.

As suggested from Lt. Lendaria, would be necessary contact the KDF's patrol that fought against the Orion's pirates in our precedent encounter to share our data and analyze our insights, to better understand with what we are dealing.

Sincerely,

View AAR: Centurion Hiven Lokr

View AAR 2: Commander Lovoran J'Tak Tholoan

SUBMITTED IN Stardate 93937SUBMITTED FROM Commander Lovoran J'Tak Tholoan Commanding officer R.R.W. Iurret Romulan Republic NavySECURITY LEVEL: 2 - Confidential

LOCATION: R.R.W. Iurret.

MISSION: Exchange of an orion prisoner with the Orion Space Navy.

OUTCOME: After a week of preparation, it was attended the exchange of a prisoner, held on board the R.R.W. Iurret, with the Orion Space Navy, represented by Tabadi Mysti.

PERSONNEL ENLISTED:

Cmdr. Lovoran J'Tak Tholoan

Tabadi Mysti

NARRATIVE:After a week of preparations, it was decided to proceed to the exchange an orion prisoner, the assassin named Taiya and formerly accused of various crimes by the Orion Space Navy. The exchange was arranged in an uninhabited system located five light years from Deep Space 13, far from the main trade and traffic routes.

We took several precautions, considered the intelligence network at disposition of the Branded Lady and her capacity to forecast and react rapidly to our moves. First of all, it was decided to communicate a false flight plan about the point of meeting with the Tabadi Mysti's vessel. Second, while under cloak, a Scorpion Fighter, remotely controlled, was launched in direction of the false meeting's location with an IFF code similar to the Iurret's one. Third, the ship went under total silence, closing all the communications with the external and with the command, to decrease the possibility of be located from an eventual rescue party of the Branded Lady.

We went under cloak after our departure from the space station, moving to the designed coordinates settled previously with Tabadi Mysti. The system, as expected, was empty. We remained under radio silence for four hours, until the arrive of the ship of the Tabadi. We transported the prisoner to the other ship and moved away, always under cloak. In the system, at the time of the exchange, weren't present any other energy signature or strange readings, suggesting that no ship of the Branded Lady was around. According to our information, the ship of Tabadi Mysti was able to return to her base without inconveniences.

Commander Lovoran J'Tak Tholoan

Commanding officer, R.R.W Iurret

Republic Detachment, 38th Fleet

ST:TTV123 | "The Orion Connection"

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