Brett:
 Summary: En route to Romulan space carrying two diplomats, there has been an explosion in the Romulan ambassador's quarters.  The ship has stopped while an investigation is conducted.  Ambassador Charbok has been taken to sickbay where he is undergoing surgery.  The command staff congregates in his damaged quarters.

Brett:
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Brett:
 INFO: The diplomatic quarters show signs of smoke and fire damage.  The most serious seems to be near the destroyed replicator where the engineers say the explosion originated.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::pushes through the door into the Ambassador's quarters, looking around:: *Bridge*: Take the ship to yellow alert.

Brett:
 Action: The alert tone sounds through the ship and standby crew rush to their duty stations.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::goes to the bridge to interface with the computer::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Have someone investigate Ambassador Webber's quarters immediately.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: Aye sir

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: I'll do it personally

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::relieves the science officer on duty at science one and begins her query::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Waits for the Captain to nod, moving towards the TL::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CTO: Very good, lieutenant. I expect to hear a report soon.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Status?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 CO: Yes, sir  ::turns and enters the TL, it *whooshes* towards the Ambassadors quarters::

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 CO: Ship should be at red alert, Sir. We won't know much about this until a full investigation is complete. I recommend we resume previous course and speed.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Exits the turbolift and walks briskly towards Ambassador Webbers door::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 Computer: I need a record of all activity of ambassador Charbok's movements through the ship and which crew members came in contact with him. Please feed me this information in a linear format starting when he beamed on to the Delphyne. Download that information onto the screen before me.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: We need to scan the area first and make sure there are no ships leaving the area. The culprit could be getting away.

Brett:
 INFO: The two security guards on duty stand straighter as their boss approaches.  Ambassador Webber was taken to his quarters immediately following the explosion.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 Computer: Have any additional personnel been on the ship in the past twenty-four hours?

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 CO: Sir, I'd prefer to believe our ship was -not- infiltrated.

Brett:
 <Computer> *XO*: Negative

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::nodding to the two, she taps the door chime, deciding to not wait long for entry::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::glances at sensor readings while she is waiting for the computer  to compile her data::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Let's hope not, but we have to consider all possibilities.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 CO: And, well, according to the computer, we weren't.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *FCO*: How far to the Neutral Zone?

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 *Engineering*: I need a full report, ASAP, on what happened in the Ambassador's quarters.

Brett:
 INFO: The CSO's query is a short one.  Both Ambassadors went to their quarters directly from the transporter room when they beamed aboard and remained there until they left for the reception/dinner.  Charbok returned to his quarters shortly before the explosion, Webber shortly after.  No other crewmembers went in or out of the quarters, except the security officers assigned to each man.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::taps foot::  *Webber* Ambassador, Lt. Llynisika here.  May I come in?  ::looks at the two and they stand straighter::

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: yes, come in come in.  ::Calls from the room::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::raises eyebrow:: Computer: Give me a timeline of activity in the ambassador's room from a day before their arrival to the present.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Moves through the door and enters::  Webber: Sir.  ::nods at him in way of greeting::

Brett:
 <FCO> *CO*: Another twelve hours at warp 4 sir.

Brett:
 <Engineering> *XO*: Yes sir, we're sending up our team now.  Just had to wait for security to clear it.

Brett:
 <Webber> ::Seated on his couch with a drink in one hand::  CTO: Ah, lieutenant.  ::Musters a wan smile::  How is ambassador Charbok?

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 *Engineering*: Very well, hurry it up. Robertson out.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *FCO*: Maintain yellow alert. Resume previous course at Warp 4.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::steps outside of Charbok's quarters, and eyes the two security personnel assigned to Charbok:: Security: What the hell happened here?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: The last I had heard is that Ambassador Charbok was in surgery.  I haven't had any updates one way or the other since then.

Brett:
 INFO: The Delphyne resumes its course and shortly four engineers carrying cases of equipment arrive in the ambassador's quarters.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::wathces Webber::

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: Ah.  Well, he is a tough old bird.  I'm sure he'll pull through.  ::Shakes his head::  Do you know what happened yet?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 <Sven> Engineer 1: All yours, but I will be here if needed

Brett:
 <Engineers> ::begin their work::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Who would do this?  :: said in a far-away voice ::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: My team has gone through the quarters and we are looking over everything, but so far, nothing.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: I do have some questions for you, though.  If I may?

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::looks through the open door of Charbok's quarters:: CO: Someone who wants to stop us from succeeding at peace with the Romulans…

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::trying to be respectful, but will ask them anyway::

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: Who would do this?  ::Peers out the window::  What/  oh, yes, of course.  Please, come and sit.  Ask away.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::moves a few steps closer:: Webber: Thank you, but I'll stand for now, if you don't mind.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: Have you noticed any threats towards Charbok?  Both before and after you came aboard?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 XO: Yes, of course.  ::seems to snap back into focus::  We need answers. Find out everything you can here. I've got to go and file a report with Starfleet.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 CO: Of course. I'm sure they'll want to inform the Romulan Command, as well.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::frowns as the timeline shows virtually no activity until the security sweep:: Computer: Continue timeline of activity through the present.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::turns to the senior engineer in the room:: Engineer: Keep working. Inform me as soon as you have results. I'll be in Sickbay.

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: Well, he is a Romulan so of course some people are afraid…But no, I don't recall any overt threats…

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: I see.  ::looks at a PADD::  Has Charbok been acting unusual in any way?

Brett:
 INFO: The CSO's timeline query shows the activity inside Charbok's quarters up to the present time.  Nothing out of the ordinary is found.

Brett:
 <Engineer> XO: yes sir.

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Reluctantly, turns and leaves the deck, certain that the crew can handle this without his direct supervision. ::   TL: Bridge.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::raises eyebrow again, ponders a moment and then picks up her tricorder::

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: Unusual?  ::Pauses to think::  No, no I don't think so.  He was happy about the meeting we were going to attend and what it represented.  Actually, he was in the best of spirits these past few weeks.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::stands up and then realizes she will need a more sensitive device… puts her tricorder down and goes to the lift::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: I see.  ::makes some more notes on the PADD:: Sir, ::pauses slightly::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Exits TL and heads for his Ready Room. ::   CSO: Lieutenant, I trust the investigation is going well?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: No sir. It is not. There is nothing out of place that could easily point us to an immediate cause or suspect.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::walks out the door, headed for Sickbay::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: However I have a thought as I have enjoined in many an investigation of a similar nature.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: At the dinner reception, I noticed that when Charbok sat down at the table, you and he seemed to 'nod' at each other

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: And what is that?

Brett:
 <Webber> ::regards the CTO for a moment::  CTO: Did we?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: I plan to go to sickbay to acquire a medical tricorder as it is a highly sensitive though short range device. I can use it to pick up and record physical evidence. DNA samples and fingerprints and the like. Thus far my search using the internal sensors are not refined enough nor does it account for anyone who may have gone into the ambassador's quarters without a commbadge. I will use the tricorder to determine who has been in the room… and match it up with the activity records I have. If they match then that means that only the persons who have been in that room could have planted the explosive device.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: Yes.  Although it was a very slight movement, I'm not sure if anyone else noticed

Brett:
 <Engineers> *XO*: Commander, i have some news for you.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 *Engineer*: Go ahead.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::stops just outside Sickbay doors::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: I wasn't sure if it was just a way for the two of you to acknowledge each other or if there was perhaps a deeper meaning to it?

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: ::Smiles::  Well, you are a very observant girl aren't you?  I didn't even know I did it.  Well, we are colleagues and have gone through a lot so I am sure it was a nod of understanding and… congratulations on getting what we wanted.

Brett:
 <Engineers> *XO*: yes sir.  We've completed our initial scans.  It seems the ODN conduit behind the ambassador's replicator ruptured when he tried to use it.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Moves a step towards him, looking at the chair across from him, raising her eyebrows she indicates the chair:: Webber: May I?

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: yes, of course.  ::Smiles::  Can I get you something to drink?  ::Indicates the replicator::

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 CSO: Very good, lieutenant. Get on that immediately. I have to file a report with Starfleet.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 CO: Understood. ::nods and goes into the open lift::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::sits:: Webber: No, thank you.  I am still on duty, sir. You mentioned 'getting what you wanted', what exactly did you mean by that?

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 Lift: Sickbay. ::watches as the doors close and feels the lift begin to move::

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 *Engineer*: Was he tampering with it, or can you tell?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 :: Turns and heads for his Ready Room. Once there, he sees several messages from Starfleet that he begins to scan as he initiates a secure channel with Starfleet headquarters. ::

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: Why, the meeting with Parmek of course.  And possibly a lasting, treaty enforced peace between our two peoples.  What everyone has dreamt of for hundreds of years.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::arrives at sickbay::

Brett:
 <Engineers> *XO*: We haven't finished our scans yet.  The entire console is blown out so it is hard to say if he had any access panels open.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::seeks out a medical staff member and tries to get a medical tricorder::

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: Of course.  Have you had anyone threaten you about this meeting?

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 *Engineers*: Of course. Keep at it. XO out.

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 ::smiles at the CSO as she walks past, and follows her into Sickbay, looking for the two guards of Charbok's::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::nods at the new XO in acknowledgement::

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: No.  No one.  Everyone who knew of it in the Federation was all for it, though most believed it would never happen.  ::Sighs::  And perhaps now it never will.

Brett:
 <Webber> ::Finishes his drink and stands, walking to the replicator::  CTO: Are you sure you don't want something?

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 Webber: Charbok could still come out of this and the meeting would still be on.  Wouldn't it?

Brett:
 <Webber> CTO: Yes of course.  And I hope that it is so.  Charbok has become my friend as well as a colleague.

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::gets a medical tricorder and departs for ambassador Charbok's quarters::

Brett:
 <Webber> ::Places his empty glass in the replicator for recycling and moves to push the button::

Brett:
 <Sickbay> *CO*: Sickbay to Captain.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Stands and moves towards Webber:: Webber: I se.  Well, then. ::remembers the dinner and decides to accept the offer:: I suppose one glass of water wouldn't hurt.  Would it, Sir?

CO_Capt_Mash`ev:
 *Sickbay*: Go ahead.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Moves to Webbers side::

Brett:
 <Webber> ::Stops his hand::  CTO: ::Smiles:: Certainly.  ::Reaches for the button again.::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::arrives at Charbok's quarters and sees security::

XO_LtCmdr_Robertson:
 *CTO/CSO/CO*: Engineering reports the replicator at the center of the explosion. I suggest evacuating Ambassador Webber and investigating his quarters as well.

Brett:
 <Sickbay> *CO*: Ambassador Charbok is out of surgery sir.  He'll make it.

CTO_Lt_Llynisika:
 ::Hears the XO, reaches out for Webber's arm::

CSO_Lt_Rhykmal:
 ::blinks as she hears this:: *XO*: Understood.

Brett:
 <Webber> Replicator: Water, cold.

Brett:
 Action: Webber's glass vanishes and a new one shimmers into place.

Brett:
 <Webber> ::takes the glass and hands it to the CTO::  CTO: Here you go my dear.

Brett:
 <Webber> ::Sees her face and stops::  CTO: What?

Brett:
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