[center][h3]The Penny Drops | Part 2[/h3]
[sub]A [@LegionPothIX] and [@Rawk] collaboration.[/sub][/center]
[center][i][color=gray]Prior to Gavon TreVayne’s departure on the Nyx and minutes after “Two Sides of the Same Coin”.[/color][/i][/center]

Gavon couldn't remember the last time he'd been sucker punched by so much legal jargon and paperwork, where words seemed to be the weapon of choice in a battle of wits and a heap of policy. And what was worse, it was coming from a walking toaster oven slave to a megalomaniacal Engineer on a warpath, whose intentionally slimy grin did not go unnoticed. Ignoring the fact that the firearm parts were carelessly scattered about by the unimpressive folder shoved onto his desk, Chief TreVayne nodded and glanced over at the synthetic, then to Xaith, and back to the droid.

“Alright, I get it.” He finally said in a nonchalant manner, as he gathered the various pieces of the semi-automatic pistol and placed them neatly in front of him as he spoke. “And yes, I’m aware of the fact that your client’s ‘rights’ weren’t read to her in the midst of an emergency situation called in by your very own Lieutenant Rorq.”

Keeping his focus squarely on the droid, Gavon picked up the pistol’s [i]slide assembly[/i] and carefully inserted the thick [i]barrel[/i] along the inner slot. “A call that started as a complaint by the Lieutenant regarding an ‘unidentified personnel in a hazmat suit’, and a request for Ark Security presence while the Lieutenant’s initial intentions were to question your client.”
 
The Chief proceeded with inserting the [i]recoil spring[/i] into it’s intended slot, pushing firmly as the spring compressed until its length could easily slip into place. “However, the situation escalated into a possible ship-wide threat when my Agents found your client removed from her initial disguise and clearly not fully human, drawing and aiming their sidearms onto an unexpected entity who could have very well been a Devastator infiltrator considering, as you’re obviously aware, recent and horrific events.”

With the slide assembly completed, Gavon reached for the receiver which he gripped firmly by the composite stock, and dabbed a few drops of [i]pistol grease[/i] along the slide’s track. “Needless to say, after a quick ID check by Noah, the Agents were aware that your client had forged her records to obtain access onto the ship, whereby she was not only a suspected Devastator conspirator, but also a stowaway…”

He slid the upper assembly onto the freshly greased receiver and pulled back until it locked into place, grabbed the magazine from the desk, and slid that into the lower part of the receiver until the magazine catch clicked and secured it. “And on top of that, she ran, just like any respectable suspect would.”

Gavon then switched his attention over to the Chief of Engineering, his expression turning slightly more grim as he continued. “So...Sergeant First Class Xaith Calhound”. He said in a stern tone, abruptly slamming the fully assembled firearm onto the desk. “Considering we are under Maritime Law and dead set in the middle of an obvious point of brutal, life-threatening warfare, please forgive me if I have a hard time understanding why in the thirteen levels of hell you’re so goddamn persistent in ensuring that your client’s legal rights were met? The job of Ark Security is to ensure the [b]safety and security[/b] of it’s crew and it’s interests, and if that means breaking a ‘civil law’ in the face of emergency protocols, then so be it.”

A single deliberate exhale slipped through his clenched teeth as Gavon quickly composed himself once again, before returning his attention to the droid as he did initially. “The bottom line, is at this point she will be fully evaluated -psychologically as well as system diagnostics- to ensure she’s fit to serve as part of the crew on this ship. Her initial actions were obviously not what some would consider ‘normal behavior’, so we simply need to take the proper measures in order to reconcile the situation and move on with next steps, [i]however[/i], with all due respect, this legal bullshit is not helping matters.”

[color=cyan]“Three points, Mr. TreVane,”[/color] Sasha said as she began playing back a holo-projection captured by Engineering’s internal sensors, [color=cyan]“The first is that security was dispatched only as escort for the removal of a pair of disruptive engineers, wherein an assault was committed. Regarding that assault, the client is the victim, and the perpetrator submitted himself to security of his own accord.”[/color] 

Sasha rewound the video to make a point of showing [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3925040]Irons introduction[/url] where she [i]explicitly[/i] identified herself [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3931708]to Lt. Rorq[/url] before continuing. [color=cyan]“At no point was the identity of either party brought into question. Coolant Specialist Mai Irons was dismissed from duty, but was not suspected of any crime, or providing any false or misinformation.”[/color] As the holo-recording played out, showing the hazardous materials suit--the accused disguise--being removed Sasha cited the regulations requiring the that coolant repair technicians are mandated to wear for their operational safety.

[color=cyan]“Two,”[/color] Sasha counted down the points as she continued, [color=cyan]“Your anti-augment bias is a discriminatory form of racial profiling. Cybernetic enhancement and augmentation is a cultural norm among humans. While most prevalent among the Armani, it is by no means exclusive to them. Due to this racial prejudice your officers raised their guns at the victim of the assault [i]before[/i] asking anyone any questions.” [/color] The droid made it a point to zoom in on the holo-image with a focus of the still-leaking coolant behind the individual identified as Mai Irons, [color=cyan]“By pointing their weapons at an exposed coolant-leak your officers endangered everyone in Engineering, and it is considered natural to flee an impending explosion brought on by over-zealous security officers.”[/color] 

Even without the video evidence, it was obvious that the security officers did not actually trigger a cascade reaction in the primary core’s coolant array, by the nature of the ship being in its present unexploded state.

[color=cyan]“Lastly, your confession of knowingly committing multiple egregious crimes is appreciated,”[/color] Sasha said as she motioned to Xaith, who simply nodded demonstrating that his EEGARD was in capture mode, [color=cyan] “It will aid in expediting both the internal affairs investigation, and any subsequent trial for charges brought against you.”[/color]    

The moment she finished speaking Sasha stepped back into Xaith’s right wing position with unerring precision. As he stood up to leave he finally spoke once more. “If you thought that part was a bitch,” he said over his shoulder, “Wait until you [i]actually[/i] open [b]that file[/b].” As he made his way to the door, Sasha informed Gavon of their intentions. [color=cyan]“We’re going to release the client now.”[/color]

[hider=Contents of the file Xaith mentioned]
The file contains the fake identity and its relation to Project Daedalus, with as much non-redacted information that Gavon is allowed to see with his security clearance level, including the invitation to join engineering signed by Rorq (from the previous colab) and a copy section (b) of title 1324c 

https://www.law.cornell.edu/uscode/text/8/1324c
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