"We just got here, but from the looks of it, Sader stunned Hemlock, Nova was ordered to take over operations on the Shamrock Bay." The operative gave up on trying to separate the two, they both just looked on. "The artifact recovered from the ship was also destroyed on Saders orders, it influenced Reyes enough to stab Hemlock."
Murray sighed, looking to the two. "Do your best to see if Hemlock's alright.. Don't rile her up too much, but do try to tend to them.. It's clear that she's in shock."
She then turned her attention to Sader, the look on her face showing both confusion and disbelief. "You shot him, sir? I'm not saying you can't, but I know him.. somewhat.. He's all talk. No bite."
The operatives did their best to attend to the two, eventually calming Reyes down enough to provide medical care for Hemlock, while on the Bay, Nova sat in a chair looking over the datapads of information, though nothing remarkable as of now.
Reyes gave way to the eventual pressure, letting them do their work, but keeping her hand firmly attached to his. "I won't let you go..." she muttered to Hemlock, the unconscious man not even hearing the sound of her near-hyperventilation.
On the bay, while Nova worked, a marine walked in fully clad in body armor, letting his weapon dangle from the strap around him. "Lieutenant." He gave her a quick salute as a gesture of respect.
The marine shifted a bit to the side to allow another individual to walk in, the high ranked officer blazon on the shoulder of his dress blues denoting him as nearly Sader's equal. "Lieutenant. Stay seated, please.. I just had a few questions..."
The name plate on his uniform read 'Anderson', the medal rack on his left side built up almost to the shoulder.
"Thank you." He gave the marine a nod, prompting him to walk out of the bridge, leaving the two alone. "Obviously.. Commander Hemlock made it back from the Omicrons.. I wanted to ask exactly how he and the Shamrock Bay managed to get into 5th Fleet custody, though.. I understand you're in the middle of an investigation, so I won't try to ask too too much.."
He held his hands in front of him, resting in stance. "Name's Anderson, by the way. It's a pleasure, Lieutenant.."
"It's initial custody I don't know, as I wasn't present until after the vessel was surrounded by the Admiral and his escorts. I was brought in after the ships transponder was fixed to read Navy instead of Order, so the ship wasn't engaged by the automated defenses. From there, I was present to assist in escorting the Bay here to moor, at which point my operatives and I began the investigation.
She leaned up, pushing the database aside. "No hurry, I've hit a standstill until Hemlock wakes up from Sader shooting him. Otherwise I'm just combing data we have until I get the full damage report from our engineers."
"I see.. Yea, I noticed the hull.. Judging on what we found Hemlock with when he joined, they're Order hull fittings, right? He always dis have a knack for drawing their attention.. for some reason.."
He chuckled a bit, seeming to find the meaning behind his own words humorous.
