Post by Jet Marciano on Dec 5, 2013 12:57:39 GMT -8
Day seven since the awakening, Jet laid in a gurney in the Medical Unit. He was found hours before in the Engine Room, left for dead. He was found with bruised injuries on the head, with bruises on his right eyes and left cheek. He was kicked repeatedly in the chest, receiving broken ribs, severe spinal injuries, with knife wounds on his back. The engine room was quiet and dark, and security realized that the surveillance cameras and security technologies had been turned off for several hours during the incident. Whomever or whoever did this wanted him dead.
When he was found, he was completely naked and on the floor and completely knocked out, they rushed him into the medical triage in order for Doctors and Nurses to save his life. They gave him stitches, bandages, and medicines -- giving him rest in a secluded area of the Medical Unit, with his security colleagues guarding his room.
As he opened his eyes, he looked around, not knowing where he was or what had happened. His memory had been completely wiped out. "HELP? Where am I? Who am I?", he yelled in such intensity and confusion.
Post by Hayden Leone on Dec 7, 2013 12:42:06 GMT -8
Hayden had seen the reports of the security officers, of finding their leader beaten and stripped in the engine room. His mind had already thought over the problem, determining that he should check the crime scene first, rather than bother the chief for a bit. His gaze had swept the engine, looking over the details, and talking to any of the security that was down there. First, finding out what they knew of the attack, then about themselves.
After a while, the Internal Affairs officer had to move on when all possible information was extracted from the scene, heading up to the medical unit, to speak when Jet, a man that he hadn't met yet. Hayden had moved toward the guards, pulling out his IA badge, and showing it to them, before stepping in the space that the bed was. "Hello Chief Marciano, I am Hayden Leone, of Internal Affairs. I heard of your attack, sir, and figured I'd get right on it. Seemed like what we should work on."
Post by Jet Marciano on Dec 7, 2013 16:05:30 GMT -8
"Chief Marciano? Hayden, where am I? I don't remember anything." Jet said in bitter confusion. His vision was blurry, so he could not take an honest look at his fellow Internal Affairs Officer. He looked around the room, he assumed that he was in some sort of medical room, he looked at his left arm, an IV infusion was taking place, wires was on his body taking vital signs. Whatever had happened, the forgotten victim knew that something bad had happened to him.
"I thank you coming in here Leone, what exactly do you do in Internal Affairs?" he asked. He laid on his pillow, a headache erupting over him. Jet was still in a level of shock, he was left without an identity to come back to.
Post by Hayden Leone on Dec 18, 2013 15:09:29 GMT -8
Hayden watched the officer, taking mental notes on the behavior, seeking to have a detailed report for his superior. He also thought that a copy of the medical report would be good, but that would be getting ahead of himself. "You're in the medical unit, Chief. You were found in the engine room, beaten and stripped. I figured I should investigate this, due to occham's razor. This attack was done by a member of the crew. Now, do you remember anything about it? Anything ranging from smells, voices..." Hayden pause d, awaiting a response, eyes ready to catch any motion.
Post by Jet Marciano on Jun 11, 2014 22:59:18 GMT -8
Jet tried calming down, but a migraine was pounding his head. He closed his eyes, trying his best to conceal the pain, but no action on his part would relieve the outstanding thumping going on with his mental state. As he listened closely to the voice of Hayden, he tried to concentrate vigorously, implementing him to think word-to-word of what he was saying. He could not understand why someone would leave him for dead. Jet tried to remember what actually happened, but he could not.
"No, I'm afraid I do not remember what had happened. I wish I did, I wish I can help".
Jet felt helpless in this state of mind. He did not know who he was or what was exactly happening. He felt pretty much like a blank slate."
"Is there something that can be done to help me?" he pleaded with his fellow colony man.
Post by Hayden Leone on Jun 18, 2014 17:56:31 GMT -8
The Internal Affairs officer felt a pang of pity for the chief. They were in different groups, Security and Internal Affairs, but those two worked together,, or were supposed too. Hayden knew that he and Charli had jurisdiction, Charli more that he, over the colony, under the other branches, and needed too. They be checking the stability of the commanding officers. Hand lifted to his chin, before he said, "I believe we should go over who you met before you blacked out. And, I'm going to need to enlist your help in this case."
Post by Jet Marciano on Jun 20, 2014 9:52:34 GMT -8
As his migraine worsened, he closed his eyes and his mind drifted. As he heard Hayden speak, visions came back to him. Like a jigsaw puzzle, the pieces of his memories were in an imperfect mess. He began to regain consciousness. Jet knew he was part of the Security division, but he could not tell at this point why someone would brutally attack him. His mind also told him that there was a disturbance within the Hyperion, no one was safe at this point.
"Hayden, some thoughts are coming back to me, but my mind has been muzzled down." he said to the Officer, "I don't remember much, but the colony is in trouble."
Post by Hayden Leone on Jun 28, 2014 9:20:38 GMT -8
The internal Affairs officer looked to the security chief, considering the man's predicament. With the information being drizzled out of the source, They really didn't have anything to go by. A hand liged to his face, cupping his chin, before he said, "My opinion, is that we should try an act normal, we don't have leads, and see if the attacker feels safe enough; but ready ourselves. In the meantime, you ease out what happened carefully and slowly. Don't hurt yourself. When you're ready, we can solve this thing together?"
Post by Jet Marciano on Jun 28, 2014 11:41:47 GMT -8
He looked directly at the ceiling, trying to concentrate into the glimmer of thoughts trapped into his mind. The intense concentration led him to no real revelations, as his memories were still at a disadvantaged blur.
"That seems like the best plan to go on." he replied back to Hayden. It would be best to pretend like nothing happened, but Jet was nearly killed. The last thing he wanted would be another victim falling into the same condition, Jet wanted to eliminate the problem, but he knew that he needed assistance. "You know, I trust you. But we must take aggressive measures to stop this."
Post by Hayden Leone on Jul 7, 2014 18:27:58 GMT -8
The internal affairs man stroked his chin, his thoughts swirling around in his mind, body relaxed. The chief's words jarred him back to the present, as he stared at the man. He nodded his head, before he said, "I'll spread the word to the other security and internal affairs officers, to keep an eye out for the attacker. In the meanwhile, get yourself some rest, and I'll see you later--happy to work with you."