AWD #509: Coffin Wrap-Up
Coffin Wrap-Up
Summary: Gloria delievers her final report on the Cylon communications device found at Ragnar.
Date: 12/11/2016
Related Logs: SCAMP Surprises
Gloria Kaxiras 
Combat Information Center - Deck 2 - Battlestar Orion
The Combat Information Center is the tactical heart of the ship. This CIC is designed in a circular formation, the original Admiral apparently a fan of the classical set-up. Dead center are a set of large monitors suspended from the ceiling with DRADIS readings as well as other vital shipboard information. Under this is a small map table outlining current plots and positions. The table has a built-in phone as well as smaller displays relating to critical damage reports. Both port and starboard watch stations are set at all times, in two rows of tiers like stadium seating, one above the other. Each station has a purpose — Helm, Weapons, Communications, Electronic Warfare, Damage Control, and further tactical monitoring. More displays and banks of computer monitors line the walls. This area is heavily guarded by armed Marines at all hours of the day and night.
AWD #509

It's still a good half an hour before Gloria's shift in CIC, and while she's generally there in plenty of time for a decent handover, this is somewhat excessive. Equally unusual is the thing folder she's carrying under one arm, the sort that reports are generally contained within, although since there's no sign of Major Grey she pauses for just long enough to see who is around, then makes a bee-line for Kaxiras.

Sylvie Kaxiras, newly-minted full Lieutenant, sits at her station, translating some intercepted Aerilonian communications. When Gloria comes over she looks up from her pad and pencil. "Gloria," she greets her with a small, graceful nod and a hint of affection. "What's the good word?"

"Sir," Gloria greets with a flash of a smile. Offering over the report folder she explains, "my final report on the cylon device we found at Ragnar. I've sent a copy to Engineering as well, as they did a lot of the early work, but I doubt there's much in there to interest them." Dropping into an at-ease stance with her hands behind her back she continues, "it looks like the device was taking images of the anchorage and transmitting them back to cylon space."

"They were staking the place out," Kaxiras nods slowly. "We should have figured that. Did it transmit anything else, or just images?"

Gloria nods once, then shakes her head. "There's no log or recording of what and when they transmitted, so I can't tell exactly what was sent, but from what I could see it'd just be the picture, and likely associated metadata. Also means that I can't tell how long it's been there either, or if it and Galactica interacted in anyway." She looks faintly chargrin at that, but it's not as if she hasn't tried.

Kaxiras frowns. "No backup or buffer or anything?" She sucks her teeth a little, shaking her head. "Well, that's definitely better than nothing, and you did good work getting what you did."

"Just wish I had more of a return for the hours put in," Gloria admits, "I can’t even pin down exactly where it was sending to, other than the cylon side of the line. Give me a map of their home systems and maybe, but without that it's basically impossible."

"What about tagging a Raider?" Kaxiras suggests, only partially kidding. "Tag it like a migratory bird. We'd need someone able to get in close, tag it, then get out. Maybe a tracking device with some thermal epoxy to stick it to the hull, like darting a large animal."

"Don't know if we have anything that could transmit over that sort of range," Gloria replies after a few moment's thought, or nothing small anyway. Probably worth just checking with engineering in case mind, but I won't be holding my breath I'm afraid." She pauses as another thought forms in her mind then offers, "might not be a terrible plan to do anyway though, see if we can work out what areas are patrolled by raiders from what basestars. See if they stick to certain systems and orbits, or if certain basestars have control over larger patches as it were."

"Exactly. Tagging and tracking will be a longer-term data collection project, but it might help us know if we're getting close," the older woman agrees. "I'll add that to my list. When I eventually find the bottom of it, anyway." The newly-promoted intel officer has been swamped.

“Lists have bottoms?" Gloria jokes, "I assumed they just went on and on." A glance at the clock tells her it's time to go relieve her oppo at the DRADIS so she starts to wind up, "I'm sure some of the air wing will be happy to prove their daring-do to get the tags planted, but good luck convincing the CAG to let them." She flashes another smile then straightens once more, "if that will be all though Sir?"

Kaxiras nods. "Thank you, Gloria. This should be interesting." She pushes her reading glasses back up her nose and goes back to translating those messages.

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