Creating a Hurricane

Posted on Sat Mar 7th, 2020 @ 6:28am by Captain Elizabeth Ashcroft & Commander Warrick Brown & Lieutenant Commander Jorge Hular & Lieutenant Commander Kasmaya Gyruu
Edited on on Thu May 12th, 2022 @ 11:17pm

Mission: Mission 72: T'Would Ring the Bells of Heaven
Location: Various Locations - USS Roanoke / USS Lancaster
Timeline: April 3rd, 2392

Kasmali Gyruu walked into the Criminal investigations lab and approached Warrick Brown. "So have you made a final conclusion on all your findings."

Warrick Brown regarded the attractive Caitian female as she approached. "I have... You'd best step into my office." he responded quietly.

Kasmali quietly followed Warrick and once the door was closed she replied. "So what is it."

Brown regarded the Caitian. "The Colonel didn't rape Johnson..." he responded quietly. "The Colonel however was raped by someone else... I can't prove it was Johnson because I don't have the sex toy.... she however also had sex recently as I have a DNA sample from her, I've yet to get the results back from the tests... There is no fur on her at all. if he had raped her, there would have been fur all over her.... But someone entered the Colonel's quarters before she alleged the rape case.... The donor of the DNA was male... " he explained. "I have one suspect... Jemewel Dratte hacked the door lock, thus allowing Johnson access to the Colonels quarters... However, she had sex with someone else... Unknown donar for now." Brown explained. "Johnson was present, I got DNA and fingerprints, putting her at the scene... Plus I got a positive ID on Private First Class Jemewel Dratte..."

Kasmali nodded but then she had one though "Its likely all three of these people may have been in on it together. The bruises all over Johnston where consistent with a man's hands, not a womans, so i imagine the male donor is an active participant. Either way, think its enough to get a warrant to search all three of their quarters."

Brown nodded. "Agreed.. Lets call Captain Ashcroft and get the ball rolling for a search warrant."

Kasmali nodded, and went over to the communications console to open a channel.

Ashcroft's face appeared, she had moderately long blonde hair and blue eyes. "Lieutenant. What can I do for you?" she inquired politely, she knew fully well that people didn't contact her for her looks so she knew this was important.

Kasmali sent the report on her case," We need a search warrant for Lieutenant Mary Johnson and Private First Class Jemwewl Dratte. They are suspects in a rape and assault case, I am sending you the full report now."

Ashcroft regarded the paperwork that displayed itself on her desktop. "Well... Seems that my life just became interesting." she quipped. "Y'know when they sent me out here. I was told that this battlegroup was the den of sin and that I was being sent to slay the heretics and lead the crusade." The blonde explained. "Since getting here... I've spent the last month thinking I was on vacation... Let me give this the once over and see what you need from me.."

Ashcroft turned as she spoke. "Computer, Teal, earl grey, hot." he commented as she lifted the dish selected as she began to study the paperwork before her. "Alright..." she quickly read the work before her. "Alright. I'll give you a search warrant. feel free and execute this as you see fit." she sipped her tea. "When you are finished, make sure your case is airtight as I'm going to convene an article fifteen for these three people. Mostly to see if a court martial is warranted or if I should just dispense with the B.S and go for arbitrary punishment."

Kasmali nodded. "Thanks" Then she closed the channel and turned to Warrick. "Alright lets do this."

"Indeed.. Shall we go kick some skulls in?" he inquired of her. "Ladies and Caitians first." he indicated the door while he picked up his kit and sidearm.

Kasmali looked over at him, "if you want to bring an extra security guy I wont mind."

Brown regarded her for a moment before he gently tapped his combadge. "Brown to Hular. Jorge old buddy... You doing anything."

"Just paperwork... WHats up Warrick.?"

"Road trip. bring yourself and a sidearm to transporter room three... I'd like to have the meanest and scariest badass on this ship watching my back."

There was a soft chuckle. "I'm on my way..." the chuckle could be heard for a few moments more before the comline was terminated. "Shall we?"

A few minutes later Jorge came into transporter room three, he had one sidearm on his belt and the second was in his hand as he was busy checking it, he quickly finished and secured the second sidearm. "Hey guys... Whats going on?"

"We're about to go execute a search warrant... There has been a sexual assault and we're going to go sort this out."

"Okay then. Lets go get this done." Hular responded.

Kasmali led the trio back to Lancaster and to Lieutenant Mary Johnson's Quarters. First She hit the door chime, but got no response. She tried again, but still no response. Then she simply used her Security authorization to override the door, and the door opened, at which point Kasmali began to regret ever opening the door in the first place, as the room was an utter disaster, and smelled quite bad. Clothes where all over the floor, as well as old food. Trash was everywhere and it smelled like something had died in there. Johnson herself, was passed out on the couch, and empty liquor bottle in her hand.

Warrick blinked as his eyes began to tear up. "Oh... gods..." he whimpered. "Why must you always take me to the nicest places..." he added a moment later

Jorge Hular blinked. "Thats... wrong.. Ohh crap.." he frowned as the three advanced into the room. "Let me take a look around.." Warrick said. "Jorge... Wake up the slob and handle her."

"Right." Hular responded lightly. "Hey Warrick... I got a Cat here man... it's dead." he added the last in a sad tone but Brown knew the fuse had been lit and Hular was about to lose his cool. "Puurrfeecct," Brown responded in an extremely dry tone.

Kasmali was now really annoyed. she looked at the passed out Johnson, her clothing was a wreck and she could smell the booze on her. She then turned her attention to the dead cat, which was behind the couch and looked like it had been dead for a week or so.

Hular reached down as he physically grabbed the unconscious woman, as her hauled her upright. "Wake up!" he snarled. "You disgrace this ship with your presence." he watched as she came awake. "Wakey Wakey!"

Warrick Brown smiled in amusement. "Alright.. Let me process this... Jorge... Try not to kill her but... If you fail, I will not complain."

"Right." Jorge growled before he turned back to the woman who didn't know what was going on. "This is your morning wake up call... I can see your future.. I see rain... I see hail... I see a hell of a lot of thunder and lightning..." before he drew a hypo of medication with his left hand and jabbed her with it, while he held her with his right. It was an anti-intoxicant and the Roanoke and her crew went through them like they were going out of style.

Johnson blinked in confusion, before she finally registered what was happening," Uh, Umm who he fuck are you, and why are you here." The fear was easily heard in her voice.

"We're here to search these quarters for evidence in a sexual assault case... But frankly.. I am now going to open an animal abuse case against you" Hular growled. "Stop fucking me around and calm the fuck down or I am going to put you down!"

Unfortunately Hular was having the exact opposite effect as Johnson began to panic," Oh God oh god," Please don't rape me, I'm innocent."

Meanwhile, Kasmali found a dildo, that was rather large and it had blood on it, just lying in the middle of the floor. "Well, I think we may have found what we are looking for."

Brown gently drew a hypo with a mild sedative before he administered it to Johnson. "That... will be enough of this out of you."

Kasmali meanwhile took a sample off the dildo and immediately she confirmed their suspicions. "Yep, blood is Caitian, belongs to Raskar."

Brown opened his case as he went to work. "Well... what do we have here..." he commented as Hular gently dropped the now sleeping Johnson back into the trash heap.

Brown gently tagged and bagged the evidence. "You know this is going to go to trial right?" he commented. "I need to make sure this is done right.." he let out a deep sigh. "and the Draats have a team of shady lawyers working for them."

"I've heard of them... but I've never seen the Draats... do I even wanna know?"

"No.." Brown responded in a dry tone. "Trust me... This woman is vile... I'm going to open an animal abuse case against this woman... By the time I am done... The black hole that I've created will crush her flat.." he paused. "As for the Draats... Well... That one will get biblical."

Kasmali sighed, then replied," Well Dratte is the next one on our list to visit."

Grreeaat." Brown responded. "Jorge... if anyone of these fucksticks does anything funny... Shoot them, tag them and then bag them."

"Are they that bad?"

"Worse.." Brown responded dryly. "Alright.. Could you two guys step outside for a moment please?... Take 'it' with you." he indicated Johnson. "She doesn't need to see me do this."

Kasmali nodded," alright, this one is going to the brig then, Call me when you are done."

She then had her own security staff come and take Johnson away while she left the room, leaving Warrick to his work.

About twenty minutes or so later, the door opened and Warrick Brown emerged. "Thanks for your patience guys... I got enough evidence to ... deal with... her." he indicated Johnson. "Including your animal abuse case..." he said to Hular. "She'll get chaptered out and spend a few years behind bars. At the very least."

Kasmali nodded then led the group to their next target, Dratte's quarters. Upon approaching her quarters, Second Lieutenant Hurde walked out, noticed the approaching security detail and then attempted to innocently but quickly walk away.

Hular regarded the being who was walking away. "Wait... Hold it!" Hular snarled loudly. "I wanna talk to you mister!"

Brown raised an eyebrow as he hung back ever so slightly. "We are looking for an unknown male donor.. the lab is still looking... chances... nah... its too stupid to even consider." he said, almost to himself. He turned to Gyruu. "After you?" he indicated the door as Hular regarded the unknown male. "What are you doing here?... and why did you try to slink away...."

"Um Lieutenant Hurde, Sir." Replied Hurd. "I wasn't slinking away, I just have things i need to attend to."

Kasmali could smell it on him, she knew exactly what he was doing.

Hular narrowed his eyes. "Reeeaalllyy.." the massive man smiled. "Then why do you stink?..... Okay... enough talk. you're coming with us... until I can find out what you're stoned on."

Hurd grumbled but complied. Kasmali rolled her eyes and forgot to hit the door chime, instead just using her security override on the door. And instantly she regretted it. The room was even worse than Johnsons. Clothing strewn around the floor, moldy food lying about, some random black stuff dripping from a spot on the ceiling and Dratte, standing with her back to the door, nude as the day she was born, in the middle of eating something.

Hular sighed. "Lady... Please go get dressed. We do have work to do and I don't need any issues." he commented. "If you please."

Brown went to enter before he stopped, he then stepped back. "Computer increase ventilation in these quarters by a hundred percent," he commented. "I might need an old Hazard Ops suit for this... I might write it off."

Hular smiled to himself. "That place... Lady. go and get dressed... NOW!" he barked at Dratte. "Stop fucking wasting our time and go put on some clothes before I have you addressed for indecent exposure.."

Dratte jumped in surprise then rushed off to the nearest closet to get dressed. Kasmali looked at the floor, and then looked at her own footpaws, which only had foot wrappings covering them, leaving her toes exposed. She then looked at Warrick saying," I'm not stepping in there, sorry about that."

"No worries.." Brown responded dryly. "When idiot-woman gets back... Could you take her away for questioning... so I can process this place in private... Well as private as it...." he spotted something. "Wait... What the fuck is that?" he indicated it with his outstretched hand and finger.

Out of nowhere multiple black widow spiders crawled out of where Warrick pointed, scurrying across the room. one of them ran across a slightly glowing silvery device.

Brown blinked as he regarded it. "What the hell..." as a sudden realization dawned on him. "Guys..." he said softly. "Everyone out of here... quickly... Thats is a Tetryon bomb..." as he slowly began backing away, before he stepped on a spider, crushing it into black paste. "If it goes off, it'll take out this entire deck as well as the ones above and below... Thats not counting the radiation surge which will kill everyone on this ship, and thats if we survive the explosion, which we won't."

Kasmali quickly backed away and once everyone was clear she had Dratte beamed out of the quarters and then she sealed off the quarters with a double layer force field. She then turned to the other two," Great, now we have to call the bomb squad."

Hular was in the process of doing exactly that. "Thats right guys... Its a Tetryon bomb, I have no idea how long its been here for... but you'd best get here quick."

"Copy that. We're on our way now." came the response as Brown sighed. "I didn't get as much as I wanted.." he sighed. "Now the crime scene is ruined and she'll get away with more stupid insanity."

"It can't be that bad.."

Brown raised an eyebrow. "Yeah it can. she's part of a family that has its own dedicated team of lawyers."