MD #003: Security Brief
Security Brief
Summary: Lleufer Ynyr obtains permission to come up and speak with Commander Petra to give him an urgent Security Brief concerning the bombing investigation and what the MaA's has learned so far.
Date: 11/04/2017 (OOC Date)
Related Logs: Logs since the Hangar Bombing.
Petra Lleufer 
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 electronic and minor holographic display capability but the old map charts are kept up to date and stored nearby. 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.
Fri Oct 27 17:08:53 2028

It doesn't really matter WHAT time it is. If most of the crew is up, Petra's awake, in uniform, and has a hip rested against the central console, with that cup of coffee either permanently grafted to his hand or sitting on the console ahead of him. At this particular moment, he's running his fingers over a paper report that's sitting on the console, reading quietly while Comms chatters away at CAP, basically reporting that no, not a damned thing is happening and they're in dead space. Vipers are probably playing dodge around hulks floating out in the graveyard.

Yes well, it's good for those viper pilots on CAP to have something to play with, isn't it? That damn Gunnery Sergeant comes back to CIC and this time when Lleufer Ynyr sticks his head in, he is looking for Petra. "Commander, Sir. You have a moment for a Security Brief? I think it's rather urgent and I'd prefer to speak in person rather than send a message, sir."

Petra glances up from his reading, a curious look turned to the arriving Marine. He considers for a momen, then nods slightly and straightens up, "Of course. Have you found something out already about our suicide bomber? I feel like I'm sitting here twiddling my thumbs while I wait for orders for the fleet."

"Bits and pieces, aye, sir. None of it good." Lleufer looks around CIC and parks his arse to lean against a console but keeps his baritone really low so not to carry. As if he didn't trust people even up here, though clearly he trusts Marcus Petra. "First of all, we know the Bomber was using the ID of Major Michael Hamilton. Doctor Nadir is working with remains to see if she can come up with DNA and possible dental isotope mineral plates to determine if he really was Major Michael Hamilton or an imposter. He looked like the right man but he left Leonis five… six days ago now. His orders were to report to the Baker Bay, but he didn't. Someone who may or may not actually have been him instead was signed on board the Orion by the former MaA. Which leads to my personnel file request with Lieutenant Rooks that I'm waiting to hear back about. Meanwhile, I have Doctor Nadir also doing DNA and autopsy on the MaA to confirm his ID and see if he had any drugs in his system. He was noted as being sleepy eyed but I haven't confirmed yet if that was typical of the man. I found him dead by the stage with a knife in the back of his neck at the base of his skull. Presuming our bomber wouldn't risk that being seen and tripping him up at a critical moment in a crowd, it points to a second enactor, sir. Now I've just had Lieutent Flynn's EOD report. It gets worse." Lleu pauses there for Petra to absorb or ask questions before he continues.

Lleufer adds low, "Major Michael Hamilton was Fleet Intel."

Petra lifts a brow when he implies things are worse, the look on his face curious exactly how it could, and then he explains. The Commander sighs and shakes his head slowly, "Oh frak me sideways. And this mission didn't have the security on it that NOMAD did. Which means there's a good chance, if he was the real deal, that the APF know exactly what we're up to." He grunts softly and purses his lips, then chews on the corner of his mouth, "Alright. Let me know as soon as you hear about the DNA samples, and I guess I get to go ruin the Admiral's day here in a second, and let her know everything she and the Arpay have been planning might just be known by the bad guys."

Lleufer gives a slow nod, "It is possible, sir. Or the real Major Hamilton was intercepted and disposed of, replaced by a look alike. It's also looking like that MaA was in cohoots. I haven't even gotten to the bad part yet." Ynyr grimaces, "I authorized Lieutenant Flynn to assist with emergency inventory of our arms lockers with a few MP's that I know personally. We're missing 8 bricks of G4 and detonators from Arms Locker 3 on Deck Four, Forward. 36 hours prior to the bombing, according to the last inventory they were there. The last recorded coded access was the former MaA, sir. Lieutenant Flynn estimates that the explosion in the Hangar could not have used more than four bricks. So, we still have at least 4 bricks unaccounted for."

Petra sighs again, "Well, that would be one way to get explosives on the ship…use what's already here. Which means they either have a very good way of bypassing our security…or we have sympathizers on the boat. And they still have four bricks of explosives. In the right spot, that's enough to take down the ship. Please tell me your news doesn't get worse than THAT, Sarge?"

Ynyr tries not to twist his face up at what Petra says last, "Well… Lieutenant Flynn did bring it up that the last person to mention G4 in an attack on the Orion was Gunnery Sergeant Knox. The strike he was supposed to pull off back when the Lines were still duped. So while we assume it's APF collaborators planted among our own, there is at least a slim possible connection to One. Should they attempt the same tactic more or less that Sergeant Knox was originally assigned back at the start of the last war." Lleu shifts his weight, glances around with his Arpay enhanced eyes and then looks once more at Petra, "Flynn wants to search the entire ship, inside and out. I told her we need chemical sniffers and maybe bomb dogs from Piraeus. G4 bricks are small. I could slide one down my pants and you'd never know it without frisking me. Too easy to move around the ship. Too many places they could be hidden. I'm going to increase patrols and inspections for Engines and the Reactor areas as much as I can but I think we need to lock down critical areas of the ship. Nobody goes in or out who isn't searched. Problem on top of that sir is that they can wait, bide their time. For weeks, or even months until we let down our guard."

Petra sets his jaw, taking in a deep breath and letting it go, "Well. We /are/ in an isolated location, but the problem there is, if this person knows we're searching for them and we have them backed into a corner, they are likely to act. So…yes. Your plan sounds good. For now, lock down the areas that will kill is if they got hit. Increase the MPs standing watch, whatever you need to do, I'll sign off on it. That means we have a couple of days to figure out a better plan for hunting this prick and his or her friends down. This is 'what do you mean Cylons look like us?' ALL over again. Frak."

Lleufer draws a slow breath, "Honestly sir, if they are hidden among our own crew, the smartest thing for them to do is act normal and wait. If they already got through initial screening to gain access to the ship, I probably don't have a means to root them out. Not if they have a good cover. If we do not have any means to sniff out hidden explosives on board the Orion, we need to send a Raptor crew to go locate and bring back sniffer dogs or equiptment to aid us in our search. I myself set up and initiated a K-9 training facility on Piraeus during the war. Lance Corporal Brina O'Connell was our first K-9 MP on board and her dog, Odysseus was a bomb sniffer. More dogs were supposed to be bred and trained on Pireaus for that purpose. If we can bring a few of those back to the Orion, as well as whatever tech we or the Arpay can scrounge for the same purpose, it would go a long way to helping us search the ship top to bottom a lot faster and more thoroughly, sir. Can we do that?"

Petra sucks on a tooth and considers for a moment, "Flights back to the Colonies are suspended just so whoever might still be here can't plant a device and escape. You have someone you trust with your life we can pick up from P? I'm pretty sure we can trust Shay is safe as a pilot, and maybe one of my Junior staff to go with and bring someone and some dogs back. Will that work? You find with sending some orders with them to hand over that will get them coming back with what you need?"

"Yeah, it'd be no problem picking a few people we know we can trust. It's more a matter of permission on both ends. As for electronic sniffers, it may be an issue of querying other ships or checking with Picon. Surely someone's got something but it may be harder to track down. Figured I'd lay out a few possible options and see what can be found, sir. It'd help a lot. Speed things up, sir."

Petra nods slightly, "Lets avoid broadcasting what we need if at all possible, but if that's the only option, then do it. We don't know who is listening on other ships, and terror networks tend to communicate very well, as I'm sure you know. Just keep me informed of whatever you need help getting, and I'll make sure you get it, if its available."

"Yes, sir. I'll double up on MP patrols and inspections of Deck's one and four critical areas at once. Do you wish for me to speak with the CAG about a Raptor sir, or someone else?" That final detail before Lleu will go, if he's dismissed.

Petra considers, then nods, "I'll send Scythe a quick message that you're coming. But go ahead, and work out the when and who with him. I don't know who he has up in rotation, so I can't speak for precisely when a flight can go or who can do it."

Lleufer stands at attention and snaps off a crisp salute, "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." There are very few occasions to salute on board the ship 'indoors' but reporting for duty or acknowledging orders is appropriate. Ynyr pays his respects to the Commander and once Petra returns acknowledgement, the Master at Arms turns and heads back out to return to his other duties.

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