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"Assuming I am not needed for anything here," she glances at Deazual questioningly, "I should, yes."

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"If it gets me out of having to look at them, go right ahead," Deazual says with a grin. "Let me know if it's anything I need to worry about."

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Etas'ni laughs. "I will," she agrees, and nods to Arla. "Lead the way."

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And Arla does, leading back to her own office just off the armoury where the sensor readings are cued up.

"They seem off to me, but wanted an expert opinion."

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Etas'ni examines the readings. "Yes," she agrees, after a moment. "The data on that crate has been spliced together. It is well done, but there are join lines," she adds, she highlighting them. "Where did the crate go, do you have the camera feeds?"

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"Straight to the cargo bay, and no. Unscheduled reset of the entire security system surrounding the cargo bay."

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"So we have a hacker. Or --" she shakes her head. "Who was on duty at the time?"

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"Lieuntenant Marshall took over from me when I was- asked to take a break."

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Etas'ni looks away. "You get tense around those kinds of places, too, do you?"

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Arla looks away briefly. "Yeah. Get stuck in my own head too much about what might happen."

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Etas'ni traces her fingers along what seems to be a groove on her casing. "Yeah," she agrees.

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"The question now is what to do with this information. Lieutenant Marshall never seemed like the type to...do something that might threaten the ship."

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Etas'ni shakes her head, slightly. "He could have cleaned up the camera feeds, and that would have been much less obvious. Could be blackmail, I suppose. I would have expected him to catch this, as well, if it was not him." She taps her fingers, making an odd clicking sound against Arla's desk. "We could talk to T'Pri?"

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"-Probably wiser to take it to her before the Captain," Arla agrees. "She does have history with Lieutenant Marshall."

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Etas'ni nods. "Shall we?"

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Arla nods sharply, and they can head off towards the medical bay.

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Where T'Pri can be found scolding one of the engineers as she pokes irritably at Mish'le's elbow.

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"Hey, it worked!" Mish'le says, sounding none-to-contrite.

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"What did you do, Sh'le?" Etas'ni asks, raising an eyebrow as she steps into the room.

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"I was just about to call you to fix this," T'Pri notes.

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Her hair ripples and turns blue from the roots down. "Shorted out part of my elbow. But I managed to get that wiring for the shield emitters sorted!"

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Etas'ni sighs fondly. "I can fix that. T'Pri, we need to talk to you privately, but it's not urgent."

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T'Pri looks closely at Etas'ni and Arla. "I'll be in my office," she says. "Come and find me."

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Arla is noticeably antsy, but nods sharply, and settles into an at-ease stance.

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Etas'ni opens up Mish'le's elbow, carefully, finds the problem, grumbles at Sh'le about checking her parts before overclocking them, fixes it, and closes her elbow back up.

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