#58 The game is afoot

Posted on Sun May 8th, 2022 @ 6:18pm by Chief Warrant Officer Niraasha "Nira" Whisperwind

Mission: Weapon Investigating
Location: various
Timeline: current/somewhere in between

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Conveniently, both Green and Nira sat in the main briefing room off the Bridge. The two of them had been researching all relevant data the Federation and Starfleet had for this sector, up to and including all resource distribution for both the Tholians and the Nyberrites. When the call sounded over the speakers Ro acknowledged it and stood, looking at her friend and companion. "Study those internals, Nira. We need them if you are to get us on board."

"Seh seh, Commander." Normally Nira would have called Green by her name, but with her on duty then one had to 'obey the rules'.

Green cracked a grin at her friend. "The cargo holds are standard. Find one with a central cargo transfer area. Those never change for safety reasons." Having given her orders to her subordinate Green then walked out onto the Bridge...

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Having aligned the six Nyberrite transport ships in order, so all she had to do was slide a page to see the next one and the internal make-up for its cargo holds. She had them all committed to memory. As soon as that was done Nira stood up and adjusted what little equipment she had on her person with her own supple leather belts and straps. Creating an Eldritch portal she then stepped through and closed it. Hiding behind and among the cargo units in this hold Nira made her way over to the main wiring harness behind a particular bulkhead. Pulling a small bottle from a belt pouch Nira then put a dab of the fluid within on the tip of her finger. To an outside observer it appeared as if the Puazi had a dab of mercury sticking to her finger pad. STratching her body to full height, and arm extended further, Nira placed the 'mercury' on the wall, behind a beam in-seam. The droplet of liquid alloy molded itself to appear to be just another screw or bolt head.

Even Nira was impressed with how it morphed into something totally different compared to what it had been. At least, that's how it appeared now. If it got touched the gig was up. But, until then, the dabs she would place on each ship would feed data to Green and provide a homing beacon to find each ship anywhere, if they were close enough to be detected a whole sector away.

Six times Nira Whisperwind ported to these far off vessels, placed her devices and returned to Amandora. She had just sat back down and began the task of aligning the data streams, which were hidden amongst the static background noise of space, perfectly hidden from discovery unless someone was actively searching for them. The door slid open and in rolled Cosmo, getting right up next to her chair and looking up at her. Nira, unlike Ro, had no clue what he was saying but the tone and inflection normally carried some understanding. Whisperwind figured he wanted to help so she set a PADD flat on the floor. Cosmo took it up with one of his mechanical arms that had folded out from within his spherical body. She knew he little 'woo-woo' done with the right inflection meant thank you.

"You welcome. Set up reception for data, Cosmo." He bleeped and warbled, pulled the PADD into his body and then rolled out the other door into the corridor to avoid crossing the Bridge.

Nira grinned as she watched him go, standing and leaving the same way he had went.

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