<USS Avalon> "Getting Down to Business"
- From: EnsnSaraCrusher@xxxxxxx
- To: avalon@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Thu, 19 Aug 2004 23:37:33 EDT
"Getting Down to Business"
By: Ensn. Melanie Redgrave
The room was filled with a tense sort of buzz as people from medical did they
’re thing, while Skyler hovered until the ops. officer showed to take over
the hovering, and as Melanie pulled out the equipment she needed to comb over
the scene. She knew most comb troughs were done in pairs, but she also knew
that they were losing time that the sooner they started the more chances of
finding something. She’d just have to make a note and ask Daros to have the
room
combed a second time.
First she called up the lay out of the office on a padd and then placed a
search grid over it. She attached the padd to her belt so she could track her
movements, make her search efficient, and log the location of anything she
might find. She put on her gloves and placed the small reordering device in
her
ear and then adjusted the slim sliver mic so it would pick up her voice as she
make verbal notes of the scene. Then she removed the camera from her kit and
began to take photos and holographic images of the room and everything it
in. The photos and images would come in handy later if they needed to recreate
anything. She took pictures of the floor, the walls, the chairs and tables,
the padds all over the room, and the desk. Finally she asked Doctor Idrys and
his team if they’d step aside so she could take pictures of the body.
Melanie was careful not to touch the body until she had enough pictures to
show the way it had landed on the desk. She then asked the doctor to help her
lift him up in the chair so she could take more pictures. The last of the
pictures she took were again of the body after it had been placed on a
anti-grave stretcher.
“The subject has several burn marks across his chest area in a close
circular pattern. The material of the subjects clothing and the skin beneath
it
are blacked and shriveled,” Melanie reached into her kit and retrieved a
small
black light which she turned on and passed over the burns. “there are
fragments of crystallized plasma which would indicate the burns are from a
plasma
based weapon.” Melanie said aloud as she swapped the light for the large
camera
to clicked up close photos of the deadly wounds.
After making a few more notes on what the body looked like and how it was
found Melanie asked the doctor if he would take the body to the DNA lab in
forensics. The rest of her comb over would be easier if there were fewer
people.
Once it was only Melanie and the handsome officer posted at the door, Melanie
began to really get down to business. Melanie was grateful for the work.
Scanning the room, UVing the surfaces, taking samples, none of that required
her
to think about what had happened with Skyler. How could she have been so
stupid as to have let Skyler read her thoughts?
Melanie sighed and shook her head as she opened her tri-corder and began
scanning the room. Work. That‘s all she wanted on her mind right now. Melanie
stood in the center of the ready room and slowly moved in a clockwise circle.
She wanted to minimize the amount of movement in the room. “Tri-corder
readings
indicate the presence of several humanoids over the past hour. This is not
unexpected with the amount of traffic in the room since the discovery of the
subject. The scan samples will be analyzed in the lab.”
After the room was scanned with the tri-corder and the resulted logged,
Melanie traded in the tri-corder for a pair of Ultraviolet goggles, an ALS
light, a smaller camera, and a small gray box full of sample collection tools.
She
added them to her belt along with the gird padd and smiled briefly. When she
geared up to collect evidence like this she always had a sense of, ‘This must
be what Batman felt like.’
“I’m turning the lighting off.” She warned the officer standing near the
door as she put the goggles on. “Computer turn off all lighting and
illumination.”
Once the room was pitch dark Melanie turned on the hand held ALS light and
began to pass it over the table and desk surfaces, the chairs and padds, the
walls and finally the floors. The captain’s desk chair had traces of fabric
most likely from his uniform but Melanie took a picture of the area and then
bagged it anyway. The desk surface had dead skin cells, she took pictures and
samples of that. The most interesting thing however was a very small bit of
what appeared to be a rubbery fragment.
“There is a small, perhaps a half of a cm in size, piece of what appears to
be rubber 2 meters to the right of the captain’s desk.” Melanie noted as
she
took a picture of where the rubber bit was and then placed it in a sample
bag.
Melanie then began taking notes of each and every foot imprint that was
indented in the standard issue carpet. Melanie reached into her kit and pulled
out an evidence marker and placed it where she found a foot print.
“There are possibly nine, no, eleven foot print indentations in the carpet.
Again this is not unexpected with the amount of foot traffic. What is not
expected is that it would appear that possibly two sets of the prints do not
appear to have walked anywhere else in the room. From the position of the
indentions and the depth of which they are pressed into the carpet it would
appear
the persons were standing still. There are about 17 cm between the
impressions. Set one are larger then set two.” Melanie walked over and knelt
down in
front of the two sets of foot impressions. “The fragment sample 5-A was
found
relatively 22 cm down the largest of the impressions in what would appear to
be the arch of the right foot.”
Melanie took ultraviolet pictures of the impressions and then turned the
lights back on. She walked over to her kit and labeled all the samples she’d
taken, added their label numbers to their pin holds on her padd, and then gave
the room another once over to make sure she’d covered every inch. She
nodded
when she was sure she’d finished and then closed up her case.
“You should still expect Ensign Daros sometime soon. This room needs to be
sealed as a crime scene now and only she and the Commander can do that. I also
have a feeling we’ll be back as we put the pieces of the puzzle together.”
The Ops. officer Melanie was talking to nodded his understanding and then
she left the ready room. There was a lot to go over. Melanie smiled as the
turbo
lift doors closed. ‘God I love this job.’ She thought as she called out.
“
Deck 7 Forensics.
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