OOC: Hi, folks. This happened 6 "virtual" hour back :-) I am sory I am sending it now, but I was last three days without the internet. ===== Physical laboratory, deck 2 ===== When commander Guzman left the room, all people in laboratory continued with their work. 12 hours was too little time with the provisory equipment, but they want to find out anything about the ship. After three hours she sent the people to bed. The people, who reconstructed the sensor data, went away gratefully, but Petrel stood in the room. Go too, Petrel, she said: I will call the next shift. Allright, I will go, when you go too, answered Petrel. I will stay here. And dont argue with me. The Vulcans are best adjusted to the stress. I will stay here for the next shift and then I will leave too. Petrel nodded only and left the room. Oriana tapped her commbadge and called the next people to the laboratory. Five minutes later they came in and with them came Martin too. He came to Oriana with small smile and said only: Hello, my dear, I worried about you. Yes, me too, she said only, because, she was too surprised to said anything original. Martin irradiated: Really love? Can I stay here for a moment? The whole ship is upside-down. Oriana nodded shortly and Martin sat down near her. She looked at him from her work: What do you think, how will to react the Kzenti to us? Martin was a bit surprised of this question. He thought for a while. The Kzenti are isolationists, as you know. And the isolationist are normally skeptical, sometime racist even. Why do you ask at them? Do you thing, they are behind the attack? he asked surprised. I think not anything, I try to work up the logical theory for the AXO only, Oriana answered. Martin nodded: Yes, I try that same. You know, the Romulans are isolationists and racists too. And the Kzenti are those, who called the Federation to the proceedings. Yes, but they called Romulans too, she reminded him. Martin shrug his shoulders. Do you see any logic in this? No, by now not. Too little informations. Martin smiled. Oriana continued in the work. The next two hours was silence. But Oriana wasnt contend with the scans still. Martin looked at her frowned face: Do you found out something? Nothing unusual. All my equipment display the Romulan debris only. Do you know this phrase? If anything looks like a duck and if it quack like a duck Then it is a duck from the replicator, interrupted him the young woman from science department, who came to them. Oriana and Martin turned to her. Oriana remembered at her, it was Annara Nalas one of first bajoran/cardassian piece children. Bring it out, said Oriana. The young woman got nervous, but she continued: I thought only, ma`am. We managed to reconstruct 68% of the sensor data. I am not sure, if we will able get more from the computer. I thought only about the data, when I heard to say consul Guzman about the duck. It is like with the replicator. I ask for a meal and the replicator will make it. It will look like a normal meal, when I will scan it, all the physical and chemical character will be like at normal meal. But when I will eat it, it will not smack like a normal meal. Is this not the same case? Oriana nodded: And what do you found out, when you ate this meal? Annara looked aside: That I can`t specify. The computer can`t find any similarity to anything. Starfleet encountered with something similar never yet. Our attackers could to be anyone. Oriana nodded: When our computers doesnt help us, we must look for something out there. But to this we need the astrometrics. <<OOC: Question to someone from engineering: do you want to J/L? Write me.>> ===== End of log ===== Alt.Jg. Oriana CSCiO U.S.S. Chimera --------------------------------------------------------- http://www.morfeo.sk/ - Morfeo.sk - ©pecialista na vyhµadávanie na Slovensku!