002 -- voice; immediately post jump.

[leaps]

[ for the record, the slow string of what has to be cursing, judging by the tone, is in klingon. sulu's trails off, and there's a chink of metal on metal, a low sound of disgust and then... ]

I...found a body.

[ his voice is so very carefully composed. because starfleet officers are supposed to professional as fuck, and sulu's saving the freak out for later. ]

Can anyone identify 006.072?

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audio;

[chromosomes]

[ because what's better than face confusion? voice confusion. ]

You found a body.

audio;

[leaps]

[ bones what are you doin' ]

I found a body.

voice;

[saidhe]

Attributed to the jump, as the last one?

[leaps]

I can't be sure. It's...similiar.

audio;

[tumbleweeds]

Where'd you find that?

[ it sounds remarkably like she's asking where he got his new lamp ]

[leaps]

[ jaye what is wrong with you ]

In the hall. He lived a few doors down from me.

text;

[cons]

[ why does that number look familiar why does it look familiar why why why brb scrolling through her past comm conversations. shit, fuck, damnit. fuck.

-- yeah, that's-

fuck.]

the painter. Isaac.

[leaps]

[ welp ]

Know him?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

What's the precise location?

[leaps]

Are you offering assistance?

[agent_k]

I'd like to come take a look. [It seems this missing a jump thing is pretty conspicuous.]

[leaps]

It's not pretty.

[ you've been warned, k. ]

voice; encrypted 100%

[lieutenants]

[ sheeee knows that voice. sulu's good, but not good enough to fool her. ]

What can I do? [ a short pause ] Crowd control? Is the body- Where are you? I'll head your way, but only if you want me there. [ she knows you're capable, bro. but. well. body. so. she's offering. ]

voice; encrypted 100%

[leaps]

[ uhura he's being professional!! ]

Crowd control. People are just showing up. I think there might be a fight over the remains.

[ sulu doesn't even. ]

He lived on the same deck as us. It's...hard to miss.

text.

[astrogate]

Don't let Sherlock near it.

[ WHAT?! someone had to say it, might as well get it out of the way. ]

You have it under control?

[consulting]

Seriously?

SH

voice;

[sweetmotherofgod]

Jesus. Are you okay? Do you need... I dunno, help?

[leaps]

I've been worse.

[ his life what is it even. ]

And we've got a name.

[ FILTERED AWAY FROM STARBUCK, SERIOUSLY. ]

[consulting]

Location?

SH

SNEAKY PANTS.

[leaps]

What sort of assistance are you providing?

voice;

[cargojet]

[ Immediately? Man you recover quick, Sulu. Also what is this damn mess in his damn corridor? He's been helping out people as they wake up - that's his thing now - so he's a little late to the party. ]

Seems like you already got him identified. Is it gonna be crowded when I get up there?

[ Bad timing, Isaac. He just wants to sleep off the post jump bleariness and you're ruining his plans. Inconvenient and just plain rude. ]

[leaps]

[ lakdsjgalkfja nathan ]

Lieutenant Uhura is working crowd control. It should be fine.

not here.

[evolved]

[ and everyone flips out as expected - just not at him.

good, he can proceed to not care that he just killed someone without having the FBI or the Company after him 8') ]

also not here!!

[leaps]

[ FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU ]

voice ; locked

[unparental]

[ oh jesus. did klaus...? ]

This is going to make me sound creepy and weird but I'm pretty sure Kirk can vouch for me, so-- oh, screw it.

The body. Drained of blood?

[leaps]

Drained? No. But there's plenty splattered and pooled in the hallway.

[ this is really, really happening... ]

Voice; Encrypted 30%

[theblogger]

Mr. Sulu, isn't it? This is Doctor Watson, from the medbay. I know someone's already rang you about the Sherlocks, but he -um, they are detectives, and if this is a matter of foul play, they'll be able to say something about it. I would highly recommend not tampering with the area more than you have to before they arrive.

I'll be up myself. The body's going to have to be transported to the morgue.

LAYERED STARFLEET ENCRYPTIONS 75%

[leaps]

I haven't touched anything except what I think was the arm. To find the number.

[ it was super gross watson you don't even. ]

There's not much to transport.

voice;

[goldshirt]

Have you got everything under control?

[if you need help, he'll be there, otherwise he's leaving it to you guys and he'll keep crowd control with the newbies. that, and with sherlock and watson there, he knows he won't be doing anything but standing around.]

[leaps]

Uhura's coming to do crowd control.

[ because no one fucks with uhura ]

The Sherlocks are coming. All three of them.

[notmydiagnosis]

Quite a predicament. Frightened?

[leaps]

[ wow this question is weird as fuck. ]

Why would I be frightened?

AUDIO;

[widowing]

[ sulu may not be able to hear it, but natasha's holding her breath on the other end, waiting to hear what the numbers are. once they're confirmed as not clint's, she exhales in very audible relief. ]

No. Has anyone else been able to yet?

[ she could look over the other conversations to see if they have, but she's still reeling from the panic over who it might have been and the relief that it's not, the worry that she still doesn't know where he is still present in the back of her mind. ]

[leaps]

Yes. Isaac, a painter.

One of the people who knew him thinks he might have done it on purpose.

voice;

[sharp]

[ this is a really reassuring first thing to see after being brought here. ]

A body? Erm, does this happen a lot? Finding bodies, I mean.

[leaps]

Something like this happened last jump. But it's not...well, it wasn't the norm.

voice

[askedtobe]

[ Sigh. ]

Think the guy'd be able to catch a break.

[leaps]

I've been told he might have done it deliberately.

[ so, so cautiously. ]

Video

[bottlearum]

Another one, eh?

[Raised eyebrow. He seems more intrigued than worried.]

Causa the jump again, aye?

[leaps]

We can't be sure. It's definitely a possible cause.