voice | a call for help

[psychometry]

[ If he could have posted a video message then he would but, between standing over Bass's unconscious body, the still-drawn lightsaber and the mask he has yet to remove, Quin settles for voice. His tone is terse and grim, punctuated by a slight breathlessness and the familiar bassline hum of an ignited lightsaber in the background. ]

I need the security militia. Corridor one-one-three-eight. [ SHUT UP POP CULTURE NERDS it's a totally normal number. ] Weapons aren't needed...

[ A pause for reflection, then: ]

But a medic is.

[ yet another pause before he gruffly adds: ]

Obi-Wan. You too.

[ OPEN TO ACTION: Quinlan will be found pretty much sitting on top of a very unconscious Bass (also minus one arm). Only one thread for hauling Bass's body away to the brig, please - all other arrivals after that will find Quinlan alone after Bass has been taken away! ]

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private! and no worries. dude

[psychometry]

[ Again, there's a pause as Quinlan leans down to inspect the features of the unconscious creature at his feet by the light of his 'saber. ]

Never seen him on the network.

[ There's a dull rustle over the network as he nudges Bass's forearm with his boot until its visible. ]

...Crew number zero-one-one, zero-six-six.

private;

[goldshirt]

I've seen that number.

[and he'll start coming through network posts to back it up.]

private;

[psychometry]

Another passenger just identified him as 'Bass'. Sounds like he'd been keeping a low profile until today.

[ 'and now we know why' is the silent addition. ]

private;

[goldshirt]

Bass. [yeah, he definitely knows the name; but he didn't know the guy personally.] Thank you for your quick response.

private;

[psychometry]

[ The thanks doesn't go wholly ignored but for all intents and purposes the silence that meets it is gruff. Quinlan takes a breath then says: ]

There will be an incident report filed with Miles Edgeworth should you need it. [ a pause, then: ] Bass kept himself hidden amongst the passengers in secret well enough. He might not be alone.

private;

[goldshirt]

Yeah, I know.

[there's a gravity to his tone, there. he'd known it was a possibility after Tillman, after the wraith, and Kirk can't help but be frustrated by it.

there's not much they can do, it seems. these people keep getting on board and flying under the radar.]